Niall Horan: Imagines and Preferences

73D: Imagine - His Friends Are Rude To You While He Isnt Around (PART 4)

Hey guys!! It's me again!
I was watching the "You and I" video with my mum. When it was the end of Harry's chorus solo for the second time, she said "Bloody Hell!! That pier is long ain't it?". That was it... I couldn't stop laughing. She wasn't interested in how good the music was, she was more interested in how long the bridge was!! I literally couldn't stop laughing!! It was to the point were I was proper crying laughing!!😂🤓💕

Anyway... This is the second last update for this story. I have really enjoyed writing this and it has taken me such a long time! It has taken me about 4-5 writing sessions of about half an hour!! But I can't lie, I have really enjoyed writing this!! I think it is one of the best stories I haven't written so far!

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Niall's Point Of View: (A COUPLE OF DAYS AFTER NIALLS FRIEND GO ROUND TO THE HOUSE - MAYBE ABOUT... I DUNNO... 4/5??)

Day 1:
Recently, (Y/N) hasn't been acting herself. She has been extremely distant and doesn't seem to want to spend time with me. Maybe she just isn't in the mood to be around each other and I completely understand if she wants space and time to herself. Or maybe she is just stressed about her job and having to finish off the mountain of paper work she has got piled up in our home  office.

Here we are. Sat in the living room, having a Chinese take away. It was a Saturday and that meant take away night. Take away night was a tradition in mine and (Y/N)'s house now. If we didn't have a take away on a Saturday, the there was seriously something wrong!

I've been watching (Y/N) pick at her food for about 10 minutes now. I have already had my starter and on my second plate of the main course, where as (Y/N) hasn't even had more than 3 mouthfuls of her starter.

Day 2:
I woke up this morning, little later than usual, to find that (Y/N) wasn't in bed and that she was in the bathroom. Once I had stumbled out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom, I noticed that the bathroom door was slightly open. I saw (Y/N) inspecting herself in the full length mirror which was mounted on to the wall. She was gripping her thighs, stomach and arms.

I could clearly see the disgust in her eyes as she observed herself. I honestly was so confused because I didn't know where this had come from. I spend all day, every day telling her how amazing she looks and that she doesn't need to change for anybody, no matter what they say or think. Her body is absolutely perfect the way it is and there is no need for her to change the way she is. Her stomach isn't fat, like she always says it is and her thighs... Just wow! They are absolutely amazing. She doesn't need to change a single thing about herself. I love her the way she is and nothing is going to change that.

Day 3:
"You're not eating (Y/n)." I spoke up after sitting with her in the loving room, whilst we have tea. We have been sat in the living room together for about 10 minutes and no words had been spoken since we both sat down. I stared at her plate, which was still full of pasta. Pasta was her favourite meal that I cook for her, but yet he hasn't eaten a single bite.

She pushed the food around on her plate and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not hungry."

"You have barely eaten anything the last couple of days babe. Is there something wrong? You can talk to me about anything and I promise I won't get mad." I tried my hardest to get her to talk to me. I placed my hand on top of hers, which was on the table.

"Like I said before, I am perfectly fine... I'm just not hungry and I have lost my appetite the last couple of days. There's no need to stress over it." She replied and shifted uncomfortably, removing her hand away from my touch.