"B-babe..where are you?" I heard Niall's voice slur from downstairs. This is the third time this week he's come home drunk.
I've already talked to him about it but he still wants to keep testing me obviously.
"Niall; what that fuck!" I yelled at the sight I had in front of me. I don't know if I was scared, mad or sad. Probably all of the above.
Niall was laying on the couch passed out with a black eye and a busted lip. He clearly got into a fight.
I called Liam over so he could carry Niall and we drove him to the hospital, just to make sure he doesn't have a concussion or alcohol poisoning or something.
I've honestly had enough though. I love Niall. I really do, but I can't keep stressing myself out worrying him.
-1 week later-
"Baby I swear to god I'm sorry! Please, I promise I'll be better" Niall begged. He came home drunk last night. Again.
"Niall I gave you a chance and another but I can't keep doing this." I whispered not meeting his eyes. "Breanna please.." He spoke softly his eyes watering.
I closed my eyes and sighed. "Ok Niall, but I swear if yo-" I started but he cut me off "I promise!" He said holding out his pinky. I wrapped our pinkies together and we had ourselves a pinky swear.
Niall picked me up and spun me around, planting kisses all over my face. "Thank you for giving me another chance, I don't think I could live without those perfect green eyes" he whispered.
"Let me show you I'm sorry" he said with a small smirk. Cheeky lad. He softly placed his lips to mine and soon things had gotten pretty intense. He swiped his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance.
I bit my lip, keeping him out for bit until he tickled my sides making me giggle. He swiftly took advantage of that and our tongues met.
We fought for dominance for a while before he won. He pushed me back onto the couch, and took my shirt off.
"Niall.." I moaned as he cupped my breast with his hands. "I love you" he murmured before nuzzling his face into my neck, kissing and sucking at it.
I began bucking my hips up into his needing friction. He groaned before taking off my pants then doing the same with his.
He placed his tip near my entrance before slamming his all of him into me. "NIALL!" I screamed as he began pumping in and out gaining speed.
"Fuck Breanna! Your so tight." He yelled as he continued pounding into me.
I could see stars dancing across my vision and I couldn't even conjure up a full sentence. "I'm close" I whispered, my voice hoarse from yelling.
Niall didn't respond in words but I felt him twitch and soon after we both came our juices mixing together.
"Amazing" he breathed out before closing his eyes with a lazy smile on his face. I just nodded my head a little bit before closing my eyes also.
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Breanna I am so, so sorry for making you wait all this time to get this shitty imagine! I suck at Sad imagines so this isn't really sad...but I will write you a new one if you want; just not a sad one.
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