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18. Niall imagine--When I Was Your Man

Here’s Niall’s part in When I Was Your Man

Niall—I should have brought you flowers…
                And held your hand…
                Shoulda gave you all my hours…
                When I had the chance…

“This is it!” Niall proclaimed to his reflection in the mirror. “Today’s the day! I’m going to win her back! She’ll be mine again!” He spiked his hair just a little more, and grinned into the mirror again.  “Go get your princess, Horan.” He grinned, making sure his collar was perfect.  He checked his breath—good. He checked his clothes—for once, they weren’t wrinkled.  He checked the flowers he bought—perfect.  He grinned again.  His plan wouldn’t fail.  He grabbed the bouquet of flowers and hurried out the door.

He whistled as he walked down the road to her house.  Sure, he had made a few mistakes—maybe he drank a little too much, and got a little rambunctious…but all that changed now.  He was changed.  He grinned, and nearly did a jig right there on the sidewalk.  I’m gonna get her back… He turned the corner, and saw…her. Her long brown hair that hung halfway down her back was slightly curled; her green eyes were sparkling lightly.  He felt his heart pound with nervousness and excitement… His fingers tightened around the bouquet of flowers he held, and he took a deep breath, imagining what he’d say to her.  He opened his mouth to call her name, but he froze when he saw…

A bouquet of roses. On her front stoop.  She bent and picked them up, with a grin on her face.  She read the note attached to it, and a lovely blush covered her cheeks.  “Thanks, Zayn!” She yelled, giggling. “I love you too!” She sniffed the roses, then walked into her flat, closing the door.  Niall felt his heart plummet, and he looked down at the roses he held in his hands.  I’m too late.  I was too slow…I’m too late. His shoulders slumped down in defeat, and he sighed, turning around and walking down the road.  He didn’t even look where he was going, and soon he ended up at the little pond on the other side of town.  Where he first asked her to be his girlfriend.  He sighed again, then his fingers tightened around the flowers.  With a grunt, he reared back and heaved the bouquet into the water.  The pond seemed to open up and swallow his peace offering, and he felt his lip quiver as the ripples swelled out from where the flowers slowly sank down.  He clamped his teeth down on his lip, trying hard not to cry.  He raised his arm and pulled it across his suddenly watery eyes, then turned, shoved his hands deep into his pockets, and walked away. 

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