Niall HORAN Imagines

The Nerd and The Bad Ass

Y/N  P.O.V. (Your Point of View)

"And class dismissed. See you tomorrow students" Mr. Lee said. All those Students whose in my class, well all classes, are all happy for that sentence that our 70-something year old professor says. Well except me. All of them be hanging out with their gangs, squads, groups, whatever you wanna call it, but not me. Well as you see, I am a NERD. I am (Y/F/N), the school's biggest nerd. Back to the present time, I'm the opposite of their expressions when they get out of the class room. They are so damn happy and I am Scared. Why? Because being a nerd means being bullied. As I get out of the room my heart's beating made its pace faster and is about to pop out of my chest. While walking down the hallway, the thing I am so damn hell so scared of happened. The School's Bad Ass, Niall James Horan. He was the one I'm so darn crappy hell scared of. He bullies me so bad that I cut myself. "Well, well...look who we have here!" (I know, joker from suicide squad vibes) Niall yelled at my fucking ear enough for my eardrums to break. "What do you think we should do to her now?" One of his friends😒 shouted. Niall looked so damn pissed off about the shout of his friend because you know, he wants his line to be his. He tackled him to the ground and they fought. It was my chance to escape from the UNCOMFORTABLE SITUATION THAT I'M IN so I did run away.

(Let us skip the way home cuz that is so damn long to type and my bloody fingers are aching right now)

(At home)

<still your p.o.v.>

After I ran away from school, I drove my way home. Yes, I have a car. It's a Lamborghini . Not to brag tho. While at home resting from the stress and suspense earlier, I thought about something. What if I change my style? My way of dressing? My lifestyle? But not my studies. Grades are important. So I came downstairs from my room to the kitchen to eat a buttload of food but not get fat. After eating I went to bed and slept.

(The Next Day)

I woke up, fixed my bed, and hopped to the shower. Stripping down first of course. Turning the shower faucet on, letting the lukewarm water soak over me to wake me up because as you may know, when I hopped into the shower, my eyes were half shut. So as the idea of mine came up yesterday, I decided I wanna do it. I wore my TIFFANY BLUE robe and ran to my sister's room. I borrowed her knee cut jeans, black crop top that says "I'm CLASSY b*tch🖕🏻" , a SnapBack with a 'SWAGMASTA' embroidery, and some low cut white converse. I put my ensemble on and to match the outfit, I put on smokey eye makeup and black mini backpack. I went to my car and Drove my way to Hell a.k.a. School..😁

                .....To Be Continued.....

{Author's Note}

Sorry for the cliffhanger, or not. This is the first imagine I have made. This is inspired by my dream last night. Yeah weird, I know. I have an idea that if I get many votes for this chapter, you get to know me more and right now I take request imagines yet I don't give the character a name you may request. I prefer to make it still Y/N so that all of us can relate and truly imagine the imagine. So I only take request by message and not comment. Read this or else you'll be doing shit wrong. Right now it is 11:53 pm in the Philippines. I cannot sleep because I drank coffee frappe of Starbucks that kept me awake and I am aware that I am gonna be looking like a freaking panda. Sooo, yeah.

~Carline🐼❤️😸