Niall Horan Imagines

The Broken One and The Flower Child

Niall's Point of View
Broken. That's what I am. I'm always getting bullied. Thank gosh it's senior year so I can move out and not have to deal with anything anymore. My dad's abusive and my mom only loves Greg. Greg doesn't know they hate me. He's the only one that ever gives me any love. I always think about running away but where would I go? Would my dad find out and find me? I clutched my stomach as I had just been given another beating. I grabbed my school bag and went to school. As soon as I got there, I knew today wasn't going to be good. I'm not shy, I just don't talk. I opened my locker and put my bag in, grabbing my notebooks for class. I closed my locker and bumped into someone. I cowered back and covered my face. "A-are you okay?" A small voice said. I took away my hands and nodded. "Sorry." I squeaked out. I looked at her. She had a flower crown on and a light blue sundress. She looked shy. "I'm Niall." I wasn't sure if I should trust her. Everyone I met at school beats me up like I'm a punching bag. "Hello Niall, I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." She blushed and I could tell right away that she was shy. She grabbed my hand and I winced, pulling away. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to shake your hand. But can I hug you instead?" I hesitated and then nodded. "Please be gentle." She nodded and hugged me. It was nice hugging someone other then my brother. A tear dropped on her neck. "Are you crying?" I pulled away and went to my next class, not wanting to tell her about my life. The day ended and I went to my locker. "Hey dirt bag." I looked over and there was the school bully, Jace. "Please, leave me alone." I said. Jace pushed me to the ground and stepped on me. He snickered and walked away. "P-please. Stop." I heard a girl voice say. I looked over and a guy was hovering over Y/N. "Leave her alone." I said angrily. I grabbed her and pulled her toward my car.  I offered her a ride and she accepted. She got in and I asked, "Are you alright?" She nodded. "Why were you crying today?" She asked. "I uh... uhm.." I searched for words. I started to sob. I felt a hand on my back. I stopped and she had a look of concern on her face. "Take your time. You don't even have to tell me." I shook my head. "You have to promise not to tell a soul." I said. "I promise." I nodded and sighed. "My dad abuses me. My mom doesn't love me and my brother Greg is the only one that loves me but he doesn't even know about the abuse. I get bullied constantly at school and I just feel like dying." "I'm so sorry Niall. Is there anything I can do? But you can't die. Or I'll be sad." I frowned. "Why?" She blushed. "Because.. uhm.. I've had a crush on you since sophomore year..I loved you, but I didn't know if you would love me back." I was shocked. "You love me?" She nodded. "Nobody has ever said they love me but Greg. That makes me happy." She grinned. I kissed her cheek and said, "Uhm, I can trust you, right?" She nodded. "Do you.. wanna be my girlfriend?" I asked. She gasped and said, "Of course! Uhm can I call you Ni Ni?" She blushed. I nodded and laughed. "Only if I can call you Princess." She giggled but nodded. "Do you want a flower crown? A blue one that matches your eyes?" I nodded. She got one out of her purse and set it on my head. "Perfect." She said. "You should come over and meet my parents. They're nicer than yours, we're all gentile and let me clean up your bruises. " I froze. "W-what bruises?" I asked. "The bruises on your stomach." she said. "How did you know that?" I said. "Your shirt had rid up and I saw the bruises." I nodded and drove where she told me to. I breathed and got out, opening her door as well. "This is my house!" She exclaimed. She opened the door and a woman stood at a sink. "Hey mom!" The woman turned around and smiled. "And who is this handsome man?" "My b-boyfriend." Her mother gasped. " You be good to her, alright?" I nodded. "Yes ma'am." I said, politely. "Call me Sydney." I smiled and nodded. "Mom, Niall saved me from a bully. So, I'm repaying him by cleaning up his wounds." Her mom gasped. "Thank you, Niall! Come on! Let's get you cleaned up." I sat in a chair next to a dining table and winced as they gently tried to wash my body.  "All done! Why don't you live with us? I think you'd be better of here." Her mom looked confused. I explained to her the story I told Y/N. "Dear, you should consider staying with us. That's not right." I nodded and said, "Thank you, I think I will." Her mom smiled and went back to doing dishes. I called Greg. "Hello Ni!" He said. "Hey G. Uhm, is mom and dad home?" I asked. "Nope. They just left. Why?" I sighed. "I'm moving out, Greg." I said. "But Niall, why?" "Greg, dad abuses me and I can't take it anymore. Mom flat out ignores me and I just... I can't deal with it anymore. I feel broken." Tears ran down my cheeks. "Ni, don't cry. You should of told me. I'm so sorry. You know I love you little brother, right?" "Yes, I know and I'm grateful. Could you pack most of my stuff and my guitar? I'm coming over in a minute." I wiped my eyes. "Sure Niall. See ya in a minute." I hung up and sat down. "I'm lucky to have Greg." I said to myself. "You are. I'll go with you. I want to meet him." I nodded and opened the car door for her when we got the car. I drove to my house and opened the door. "Hey Niall. Oh, who's this?" He asked. "This is my girlfriend, Y/N. Y/N, this is Greg, my big brother." She shook his hand. "Okay, I packed most of your stuff and here's your guitar." Before I grabbed the stuff I engulfed him in an embrace. "I love you Greg, thank you.. for everything." He hugged back and said, "I love you too, Ni. You're welcome and please, don't hesitate to ever call me or  text me. I'll always be your brother. Thankfully. I found a house for me, Denise, and Theo. You guys should come visit us." I nodded. "I will Greg." We said our goodbyes and I headed on my way to Y/N's house. When we went in, I hugged her. "I can't thank you enough." I said. "You don't have to thank me. I love you, always have." I grinned. "I love you too." I brought my stuff to a spare room and sat on the bed. Life will surely get better. 

4 Years Later

It's been such a long time since I moved away from home. I found a new apartment and Y/N moved in with me. All my wounds have healed, few scars still remind me what had happened but, Y/N, she made me forget. She is a flower child and always will be. I was strumming my guitar when Y/N came into the room, looking perplexed. Someone is at the door for you. He claims his name is Bobby. Your dad." My eyes went wide. I gulped. "He says he wanted to apologize." I nodded and sighed. "Will you come with me?" She nodded. I walked down the stairs and saw him on the couch, looking at a picture with Greg, my mom, him, and I. "Dad?" I asked. He stood up and looked at me. "You've grown up. So much." I looked at the ground. "Niall, I am so sorry they way I treated you. I just, I wasn't a good man and I know I wasn't. When Greg told me you left, it hit me and I started to become sober. I've been sober for 3 years now and all those years, I've been miserable without you. Niall, I don't deserve your forgiveness but, I love you. I always have. I'm sorry." I went up and hugged him/ "I missed you dad. I forgive you. But, I want you to know, it's gonna take me some time to trust you again, okay?" He nodded. "I love you son." I hugged him harder. "I love you too, dad." He left shortly after and I twirled Y/N around. "Finally I'm at peace." I said. "I love you, Ni Ni." I grinned. "I love you too, Princess." After that, everything went smoothly and I was happy. I've moved on and I couldn't be any happier. 

Hey! Sorry for the wait! I wasn't sure where to go with this story and I just had writers block. Hope you like it! Enjoy!~Abby