One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 3

#398 'time of the month' - horan

Niall:

"I don't want to die, Niall!" You cry dramatically from your place on the couch, clutching your stomach as the familiar twisting feeling returns.

He rolls his eyes at you as he enters the room, letting out a soft chuckle as he sits next to you.

"It hurts, Niall." You cry to him, your voice dropping from your previous yells as you crawl onto his lap.

"I know, Princess." He says sympathetically, but leaves it at that, because he's unsure as to what else he could say to make you feel any better.

He moves your hand away from your stomach, before replacing them with his own, as he did every month. His hands glide across the skin, massaging your stomach, as he attempts to soothe the cramps.