Imagine 11: You get into a fight.

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You heard the door slam behind you and you winced knowing that you and Niall were about to have a fight.

You cringe as you hear his keys get thrown on the table and his angry steps reaching you. You didn't know your location was on when you posted that photo with Niall on Instagram.

He had taken you to this beautiful restaurant to spend time with you on his two day break from touring. By the time you realized the restaurant had been tagged it was too late for you to delete it. 

Niall had urged you to leave remembering the last time you got mobbed as soon as the first fan showed up. You really didn't want to leave him alone when you knew a ton of fans would be harassing him for photos soon. You tried to get him to leave with you but he was too good of a guy to leave his fans behind.

Sadly, he wouldn't budge and you only left once his voice started raising and his eyebrows furrowed. "Y/N I'm serious, get out of here. I'll see you at home." God his voice was as cold as ice at the time. 

You were seconds from reaching your bedroom door when you felt his presence behind you. You froze like a deer in headlights. Slowly you turned your head back and saw him. He looked like he went through hell. 

"You. Come to the living room now." He commanded and left seconds after. You knew you were in deep shit from the tone of his voice. You hesitantly made your way to the living room and sat across from him on the couch. 

"Ni I'm so-" He waved his hand off. "Do you have any idea what I've just been through?" He asks not wanting an answer apparently because he continues. "God it felt like a hundred fans showed up!" He yelled and you felt yourself sink down into the couch. "I know-" You began but he cut you off again. 

"No you don't Y/N! You don't know what I just went through! If you did know you would probably hate me right now!" He yelled and you felt your heart ache. You felt so bad for what you did, but it really was an accident, you didn't know your location was on. "Niall I said I was sorry." You tried, choked up, feeling tears brim your eyes and he scoffed . 

"Well sorry doesn't cut it. Do you know how long I had that planned. I only have two days to be with you before I go back on tour Y/N two, and there you go ruining one of them. God how can you be so stupid!" He said belligerently. 

That was it. You clenched your jaw, eyebrows furrowed, breathing heavily through your nose. How could he be so hostile with you. It was an accident. You felt a warm tear escape and slide down your cheek. You didn't have to deal with this. 

It's like Niall didn't realize you were crying because he kept going on and on about how you ruined the evening. It was once you stood up he saw your tears. "Wait are you crying?" He asked his voice now sounding concerned. You let out a scoff. "Like you care right now." Beginning to walk to your room he grabbed your wrist.

"Y/N wait. Talk to me." He pleaded and you wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. Now he wanted to be civil. "No. If I'm so stupid, maybe you should just leave a day early and go back on tour. Just leave me alone." You sneered and he winced, giving you time to snatch your arm back. You marched back to your room and slammed the door, not wanting to see his face.

Once the anger died out you felt yourself crying again. Hot tears fell down you cheeks, faster now as you let your body slide against the door to the floor. You held yourself for what seemed like an hour, body shaking as you just cried and cried. You hated when the two of you fought. 

"Baby please. Talk to me." You heard Niall say softly from the other side of the door. "No." You felt the door handle turn and you cursed yourself, forgetting to lock the door. You tried to push back against it but it was no use compared to Niall's strength.

You stood up and immediately tried to push him out of the room. "Get out." You demanded and began to hit him in the chest trying to push him back. He let out a small chuckle and grabbed both of your wrists, stopping your movements. You look him in the eye and felt more tears coming. He just dropped your arms and pulled you into his chest hugging you tight. 

"I'm so so sorry baby, I didn't mean any of that. I love you too much to get angry at you for a mistake. Please forgive me. I won't do it again, I promise." He said shakily and gave the top of your head a kiss, pulling you in closer. 

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