Niall Imagine.


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Niall Horan imagine. Part 3.

“What do I do now?” That was the only thing that went trough my mind at that moment. I had just made a cut that would take my life, and now Niall called me! After tree weeks of pure pain, now he calls..

“How are you?” His cute, Irish accent just made this harder. What where I suppose to say now? No, Niall, you see. I can`t talk right now, because I just used a kitchen knife to cut myself. I could not say that!!
“I love you.” I didn`t think. That would mabye be a good idea. How could I say that?!
“I love you, too.” 

“(Y/N)!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” That was Harry, screaming. He had just gotten into the kitchen, to find me sitting on the floor, talking in the phone, while blood where running down my hand. He ran over to me and looked so scared.
“(Y/N)?! Hello? What is going on? Are you alright?!” Niall was now sounding scared aswell. Harry grabbed my phone and explaned the whole thing to him, but at that moment, everything went black.

Did Niall just say that he loved me?

*Beep *Beep *Beep *Beep
“So now what? Will she be okay?” It was a guy talking. It was all very blurry, so I could not hear who it was.
“Losing as much blood as she did, can couce that she will die, but  guess she was lucy. She just have to take it very calm for a couple of weeks, but other then that, she will be all fine.”
“Thank you so much, doctor.”

I slowly opend my eyes, and saw a man in a white jacket leave the room. I was in the hospital. I had always hated hospitals. Then I felt something pressin against my hand. It was a hand. Niall`s hand.

He looked up. He looked kinda weak. His skin was pale, and he had dark sirkles under his eyes. 
“(Y/N)! Omg, I was so afraid that you would not make it!” Chiny tears where running down his white skin. He kissed my hand over and over again, smiling.
“I am so sorry for what I did Niall. I didn`t mea…” He cut me off with a kiss. It felt like the first kiss. God, how I missed him!
“All forgotten.” He said, looking streight in my eyes with his amazing, blue eyes.

It took a couple of days to get back on my feet, and get home. Niall didn`t leave the hospital a single time, and when it was time to leave, he took me to his flat. When we got there, all my things where back where they where before I moved in with Harry. It was like he knew that I would come back. It was the best feeling in the world beeing back in his life.

I where standing in the hall, looking at a picture of the two of us. It where taken inside the London Eye. I always loved that picture.

Niall came over to me and lifted me up bridestyle and carried over to the couch. He places me softly down and kisses the top of my head. I loved him. 

The night went on. Niall cooked us a deliciuse meal, we watched a movie and talked things out. It turned out that he where drunk when the picture of him and that other girl where taken, and he where so sorry for everything. I couldn`t ask for anything else.

When the film was done, we just sat in the couch, cuddeling and enjoing eachothers company. We didn`t talk, but words where no need, we both knew what we where thinking. Pure love. The silence where comfirtable, but then Niall broke it. “(Y/N), I love you with all my heart. I regret letting you go in the first time, and I promise that there will never be a secound time. You are the most amazing person I know, and I could not live without you in my world. So please, make me live forever. Marry me?”
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