One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 3

#374 packing - nialljameshoran

Niall:

"Come on, Y/N, let's talk about this!" he calls from the other side of the door. You could hear the pain in his voice, and it was one of the only things his thick accent couldn't disguise.

"There's nothing to talk about, I'm leaving." You respond, voice clipped as you replied to his, the voice you loved, continuing to throw clothes into your suitcase. You hated to do it, you hated to leave, but you couldn't make him think that it was okay to just cheat on you.

Your mother had always told you that you were above that, and that you didn't deserve to be treated like that.

And so, you walked out the door that night, leaving a regretful Niall in the hallway, tears streaming down his cheeks as he watched you walk out.

And, he knew that you weren't coming back.