Niall Horan Imagines

Roadtrip (Request)

The hospital was about an hour away, and Niall woke up after a little while of driving in that direction. 

"Hello," he yawned. He stretched once. I glanced at him. He looked behind himself and did a double take. 

"Who's that?" He asked loudly. I chuckled, trying to focus on driving as well. 

"Liam. We're doing him a favor," I told him, he turned back around and glared at me. 

"Whatever," he muttered. I rolled my eyes. 

Liam and I made small talk the way there, and when we finally did, Niall was red. I furrowed my eyebrows at him as I got out of the car. 

"Thank you so much," Liam said. I smiled, but flinched when he hugged me. "Really." 

"It was not a problem," I responded.

"Okay, okay," I heard Niall say through the window. Liam let go, and started walking inside. I shot a look at Niall. 

"You could have been nicer," I grumbled. 

"He was a stranger!" He exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. When I said nothing, but continued driving, he huffed loudly. He turned away from me and towards the window. 

The tension died down as we drew closer and closer to the canyon. 

I finally saw the sign and smiled. 

After a few hours there, it was nearly dark. 

"We should head to a hotel," he suggested, letting go of my hand and looking away from the beautiful landscape to get into the car. 

"Alright." He still wanted me to drive so he could look up the nearest hotel spot and tell me where to go. 

We started driving away and I started trying to make jokes. He only slightly laughed. 

"What do you call a piece of beef with a plant growing on it?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders in the light from the other cars on the road. 

"Moscow!" I exclaimed, laughing shortly after. He gave out a pathetic excuse for a laugh, and even though it wasn't a big deal, it hurt. 

I pushed the tears to the back of my eyes and tried to focus on something else. He wasn't trying to talk to me and I started to dislike him. 

My emotions were everywhere, and meanwhile he was listening to music on his phone. My eyes started to droop, and soon enough it was inescapable. I tried to stay awake, but nothing really worked.

I started driving with one hand, pinching my thigh with my other. The pain woke me up only a fraction of what was needed to drive. I pinched harder. I pinched hard enough that I could feel the pain deeper than just on the surface, and I resorted to scratching next. 

I thought about pulling over, but I just told myself we were almost there. When we finally arrived, I parked and looked down. A puddle of blood was on my right thigh and some was on the floor. I looked over at Niall in panic, hoping he didn't see. I was gathering some of my stuff when I heard him gasp. 

"What did you do?" He asked. I sighed, still upset at him. 

"I was trying to stay awake," I spat, getting out and walking inside. I asked for a room for two when he came running up. 

"You're getting it everywhere," he muttered to me. I gritted my teeth together as the lady at the desk handed me my card. I started walking, dragging my suitcase along. I got onto the elevator and he stared at me. 

"What's your problem?" He hissed. I glared at him, shoving my hands into his chest and sending him backwards. He didn't go as far as I thought, in fact he barely budged. 

"What?" He asked again. I stormed into the room and started cleaning my leg off. 

"You're being really difficult," I answered. 

"I'm being difficult?" He asked in disbelief. I sighed in aggravation. 

"Just leave me alone, okay?" I asked, starting to cry. 

"How is this my fault?" He nearly screamed. I clenched my teeth. 

"You were being so rude to Liam when his mom was in the hospital an hour away. You made me drive the entire way, so I had to hurt myself to stay awake!" His eyes and whole demeanor changed. "I really thought you liked me, Niall, but after today I'm not so sure," I finished, turning and slamming my fists on the counter. I let out a frustrated screech and let myself collapse on the bed a few feet away. 

"Abbie," he called. I made a noise that could never be classified as human. "I'm so sorry." I heard him say. Tears soaked into the sheets and I tried to breathe. I finally sat up again and wiped my eyes. 

"I really do like you, and I'm sorry I was acting that way. I should've been a lot nicer, and I'm sorry." I looked him in the eyes and sighed. 

"I was overreacting too," I admitted, sighing. 

He liked me, I repeated. 

"It's okay," he asked. I raised an eyebrow tiredly. 

"Is it, though?" I asked. He nodded and smiled. "How?" 

"This is how." He pushed his lips against mine and gripped my thigh, pulling me closer. I was surprised, but kissed back. 

When I lost breath, I pulled away. 

"Niall?" I asked. He nodded, his forehead pressed to mine. I searched for an answer, unsure of how I wanted to convey my feelings in a few words. 

I decided to just kiss him again, and that was all either of us needed.

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