Niall Horan Imagines

He Has A Nightmare

He Has A Nightmare
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You felt someone kicking your legs from behind and the blankets being yanked off your body. You turned around to see your boyfriend Niall of a year sturring in your shared bed.

"Babe." You shook him lightly, but he wouldn't wake up. "Babe. Wake up."

"P-Please. Don't leave me..." He was having a nightmare and it wasn't something you wanted to see. He was your little baby and he didn't deserve dreams like that.

"Niall! Wake up darling, you're having a nightmare" You shook him more, finally awakening him, he had tears in his eyes and his cheeks were warm.

"It-It was horrible! You left and, and you said y-you hated me and I-" He rambled, but you cut him off with a small peck on his trembling lips.

Pulling away from the small but sweet kiss, looking at the boy you fell in love with and thinking to yourself how lucky you were to have him, he was your everything and nothing was going to change that. He was an amazing boyfriend. He's more than anything you could ever ask for. He's supportive, sweet, adorable and everything a girl could ever dream of, and he was all yours.

It made you feel sad to think that someone so kind and sweet could ever dream something like that. You weren't a fan of nightmares and definitely didn't want to see sweet little Niall going through one.

You hugged him tighlty, not wanting to let go of him until he was all better. Your arms wrapping around his torso and his arms immediately wrapping themselves around your neck as he buried his face on your chest.
You rubbed circles on his back, whispering soothing words in his ear to make him feel better and trying to calm him down.

"It was just a nightmare darling. I'm not going no where, I'm staying here for you and nothing his going to change that okay?" You gently whisperd.

"O-Okay. Please don't ever leave me (Y/N), ever! Who knows what I'd do without you." He sniffed, wiping his eyes, clearing all the tears that were once there.

"I wouldn't dream of it!" You kissed his cheek. "Do you want to talk about it more Ni?" You asked him. He shook his head no and you let him be, understanding the situation he was in.

You knew he didn't want to talk about it. It was like repeating it all over again, and a bad dream was never something likeable to be repeated. All he wanted was someone to hug him and reassure him that everything was going to be okay.
It made you glad to be that someone to do so. He was your sunshine. Your one and only. As chessy as it can get he ment a lot to you and you will always make sure to be by his side for greater or for worse.

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Thanks for reading! Much love!
-Lee🤘🏻