Niall imagine
It's your birthday and every single one of your friends have shown up to your birthday party that your parents set up for you. You had received a text last night from your boyfriend Niall saying that he and the boys would be flying over today. You couldn't wait to see Niall again. It has been a couple months without him. Your parents wouldn't let you ditch school for their tour. Instead you had to sit in classes imagining Niall waiting for you at home. But last night, when the text came, you couldn't believe it. You knew that Niall would try everything he possibly could in order to be with you on your birthday. Flight 104 First Class Seat 3. You even memorized his flight ticket that he sent you a picture of through his phone camera. The plane left last night so he has to have landed by now and on his way over. All you really have to do us wait for your gorgeous boyfriend Niall Horan. You focus on greeting the guests, hugging and kissing cheeks of everyone approaching you. "(Y/n)! Happy birthday!" Your aunt, who always smells like baked goods, pulls you into a hug. "Thank you Auntie!" You kiss her cheek before walking off.
You're heading towards the kitchen, ready to eat some of your dad's barbecue, when you glance at the TV screen in the living room. You stop walking and stare at the news. "Flight 104 has crashed. The team investigating thinks its due to engine failure, but right now it's all unsure. After the crash the plane burst into flames. There are no reported survivors." You gasp and feel everything within you breaking. Your legs give way and you're on the floor. You cry out, "WHY?!" and clutch at your chest, at your light blue dress that Niall had bought you a while back. You can still see the image of the plane on fire, it's remains scattered. You can hear the woman reporting's voice, giving the devastating news to the public. But most of all you can feel the gaping, aching hole in your heart, the place Niall filled.
"Why!?" You cry out again, curling into yourself and pulling at your curled hair that you spent hours perfecting. "Y/n!" A couple gasp and rush over to you. You feel arms circle around you but you push everyone away. You want only Niall's arms. "Leave me alone!" You yell, angry that these people just won't get a clue. "Y/n, what's wrong baby?" It's your mom and everything inside of you rushes out like a broken dam. You fling yourself into your mother's arms. There's really no place other than within your mom's embrace. "Plane crash. Flight 104. He was on it," I choke out through your sobs. You can't breathe and you repeatedly gasp for air. "Who baby?" Your mom asks gently, her hands stroking your back lovingly. "Niall mom. Niall was on the plane," you gasp and sob and cry your heart out, clutching your mother. Every memory with Niall is flooding your mind, attacking you with the love and hope of a future together. You can still feel his every kiss. His laughter that always made you giggle along. His large hands that made yours feel so tiny in comparison.
"Y/n, lets get you cleaned up," mom says to you, pulling you up off the floor. You oblige, only because you know she's persistent. The guests make a little path for you to walk through. You head up stairs and motion for your mom to leave you alone. You just want privacy. "Y/n it's your party, you have to come down." "Maybe later," you whisper through your tears. Your mom nods in understanding and walks back down, smiling at all the guests. You clutch yourself around the waist and go to your bedroom, throwing yourself onto your bed and holding the multiple stuffed animals Niall bought you or won. If you think hard enough you can still remember each and every time he gave you one. You hold the leprechaun one to your chest and cry, heaving out tears like a river with a waterfall. "Niall," you moan into your pillow through your tears. What happened to forever? What happened to always? How dare he just die on you. You sob even more from your cruel thoughts. You know it's not his fault.
"Y/n why are you crying?" Great. Now you're like Bella from Twilight and hearing his voice in your head as if he's really there. You bury yourself into the stuffed animals. You hear your bedroom door click closed and your bed sags under someone's weight. You hold your breath. "Y/n?" You turn over. Your eyes meet Niall's blue ones and your heart jumps in overdrive. "Niall!" You cry out and jump into his arms, sobbing into his clothes. You holds you and rubs your back. "You're dead," you moan out with your eyes shut. This hallucination couldn't feel more real. "Dead?!" He laughs, shaking the bed and you. "Babe how can I be dead if I'm right here?" He says amused. You lean back to look at him, he wipes your tears with his fingers. "You're not dead?" You question dumbly. He shakes his head. "But your flight, 104. It crashed," you whisper, scared that this is all something your brain made up. Niall chuckles lowly and kisses you on the lips softly. You kiss him back. "My flight was 109 babe," he says against your lips. "109?" You repeat. Was it true? Did you somehow read the picture wrong? It wasn't that great of quality now that you think about it..."You're not dead." You say. Niall laughs and holds you closer to him, his blue eyes highly amused. "Nope." "Thank god," you whisper and throw your arms around his neck again, promising to never let go of him. Losing him for those few minutes felt like centuries. All the love between you...you wouldn't lose it. "Happy birthday Y/n," Niall says quietly, leaning into kiss you again. "I love you too," you say, smiling into the kiss between you two. Thank god he's alright.
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(A/n); Yay! Happy end! Omg i was on the verge of tears writing this... :')
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-Z
