Niall Horan Imagines

Rescue Me (Request)

I scrolled through my feed slowly, feeling the tears slip down my cheeks. What was the point for living anymore when everyone hated me?

I had been dating Niall for nine months, and people still couldn't get over me. The only reason they made fun of me was because of my race. I was African-American, but they couldn't seem to grasp that I was human, too.

Their racial slurs and hurtful words all flooded over me at once, and I knew the selfie I posted on Instagram, the best one I had ever taken, was a mistake.

I needed comfort of any kind, but anyone I could talk to wasn't there. Niall was on tour, and all my two friends were out at a movie.

I sobbed loudly, hearing the sound echo in my empty apartment. I fell face first into my bed that I used to share with Niall when he was there.

I don't know how long I stayed like that, numb, on my bed. I was too caught up in my thoughts to do anything. I didn't know what I did to deserve any of it.

As I continued to be pulled deeper and deeper into my thoughts, I found myself stuck in a cycle. I would deny it, pretending it wasn't real, scold myself for being ignorant, and then cry. And repeat.

As I felt the need to scream as the notifications on my phone continued, I heard a knock on the front door. My sobs ceased, confused as to who it could have possibly been.

I walked to the door, stepping on my tiptoes. I peeked through the window out into the dimming twilight and nearly exploded.

Niall.

I threw open the door and he jumped a little, before I could jump into his arms, I sobbed.

"Krysten," he said, pulling me into his chest. I was happier in that moment, but I was still confused.

"How did you know-" I started.

"I saw the comments and tweets. I know how you handle these things, and I have until the day after tomorrow to get back," he explained. I let out a complete sigh, feeling my heart pump faster as he wiped away my tears.

"Don't listen to them, okay?" he spoke in a gentle voice, still holding me in his arms. "You're so beautiful and no matter what they say, I love you. And that's all that matters," he assured me.

I looked into his loving blue eyes, and I knew I could never deserve anyone like him. But in the time I could keep him, I would appreciate him.

"I love you," we said at the same time. I giggled and put my lips on his.

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Thank you to xxHarrys_Mrsxx for this imagine! I loved writing it, and I hoped you liked it as well.

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I love you guys more than you could ever know and if you ever need me i'm here, just like Niall.

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Mel x