One Direction Imagines

Just comment what boy you love, what you want to happen, and your name! I hope I do a good job for you!!:)


20. Kallie and Niall

"Who the fuck is she Niall?!" I scream, throwing the magazine at him.

"She's just an old friend Kallie! It didn't mean anything!" Niall says, throwing away the magazine with him and some girl kissing on the front.

"You fucking liar! Get out!" I scream. I point towards the door, but Niall doesn't move.

"No! Kallie, listen!" Niall screams back. We've fought before, but not as bad as this.

"No! I want you out!"

"Why do I have to leave? Why can't you leave?! I pay the bills!" Niall's voice rises in anger. He storms up the steps, and I hear a crash. I sprint up after him.
"What are you doing?!" I screech, watching him throw my stuff on the floor. All my books are on the floor.
"Stop! Ni Stop!" I scream, watching him throw my make up and straighter on the tiled floor. He pauses, taking deep breathes. He looks at me, and storms into our closet. Niall grabs my clothes, and throws them all over the floor.

"Niall knock it off!" I scream, pushing him away from my pictures he was heading towards. But he didn't move. I watch the boy I fell in love with, throw my things around the room. Purses and shoes scatter our bedroom, while he starts to head downstairs.

"Don't you touch anything else Niall!" I scream, digging my hand into his shoulder, and bringing him around to face me. His arm travels at lightning speed at me, and hits me square in the cheek. I feel my cheek puff up. A small gasp escapes me, and I take a step back. Niall just back-handed me.

"Maybe I will just leave," I mutter, grabbing my phone and keys. Niall's face turns to horror as soon as he realizes what he did.

"No Kallie!" He cries, running after me. I run to the door, and fumble with the lock. A strong hand hits the door closed again, and swiftly locks it. Niall turns me around, and takes my hands.

"Kallie, please. I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never ever try to hurt you," He whispers, falling to his knees. He places soft kisses on my knuckles, and I take a deep breath.
"Niall. I'm, I'm not. . ." It takes every last bit of me to say this lie.

"I'm not happy with you," as soon as the words left my lips, I regretted them. Niall's kisses stopped, and his hands left mine. He sat back onto the ground, shaking his head and mumbling. I start to even my breathing, and I feel my pulse in my cheek. Niall suddenly stands, and runs to the hall. I hear a crash, and a slam of a door.

"NI!" I cry, following my boyfriend. I hear noises from our bedroom, and slowly open the door. Niall sits on the floor, his back against the bed. His knees are tucked close to his face, and his head is crying into a pillow.

"Ni," I whisper, stepping closer. I've only ever seen him cry once, and my heart aches. He looks up, tears streaming down his face. Niall stumbles up, and slowly walks to me. His hand rests on the cheek he hit, while his other hand takes mine.

"I'm so sorry Kallie," he sniffles. Tears fall as he presses his cool lips to my burning cheek. He drops his gaze, and start to pick up my things, putting them back neatly. Once he was finished, he gave me a weak smile.

"I love you Kallie," He whispers. That's when I run to him. Niall would never try to hurt me on purpose. I know that. He's my protector, my best friend, my lover. One little fight won't change that. We kiss, and I taste his salty tears.

"I lied when I said I'm not happy with you," I murmur. Niall sighs with relief.

"I will never hurt again. Never," he holds me close, and I believe him.

"I love you Ni."

"I love you Kallie."










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