Niall Horan Imagines

Nerd Niall (Part 7)

Niall's POV
"One minute we were kissing and the next she was telling me to leave. I'm so confused Harry. I'm too involved now and I can't keep doing this. It'll drive me bloody mad." I sigh, pushing my glass up the bridge of my nose.

"Maybe you should-" Harry halts, his body going rigid just as a hand rests on my shoulder.

I instantly tense and slowly look up to see Liam staring down to me. I slightly feel better and quirk an eyebrow.

"I-Is everything okay?" "Come with me." He demands dryly. Gulping, I glance at Harry who shrugs his shoulders.

Regardless of my fear, I follow Liam down the hall to the locker rooms. I half expect him to push me against the locker and hit me,

But instead, he reaches into his back pack and pulls out an inhaler. When he holds it out to me, I furrow my eyebrows.

"Take it." "W-Why?" Why am I always stuttering? Liam obvouisly isn't trying to hurt me so I shouldn't feel so intimidated.

Liam sighs exasperatly. "Because, Next time we might not be lucky enough to be near one another. (Y/N) is rather forgetful and I'd feel more at ease knowing someone else has an inhaler for her, just in cass."

"You're sure you want me to have this?" I ask slowly, taking the small object from his hand. "I can tell you care about her. And anyone who cares about her the way we do is a mate of mine." He offers a half smile, completely shocking me. Almost as fast as he came, he was gone.

"How are you feeling?" I ask, approaching (Y/N). Her eyes widen and the next thing I know, I'm being slammed into a locker.

She glares at me with icy eyes, "I'm warning you, Niall. Just stay away from me. And if you tell anyone about my condition, I will not hesitate to.." She trails off, almost as if she can't finish the sentence.

"Just please stay away." Tears prick my eyes but I keep them at bay. I care so much and it's like I mean nothing.

YOUR POV
"You've been avoiding me for three days." Delsin growls, I roll my eyes, trying to walk away. His hands latches onto my elbow, shoving me back into the brick wall.

"All I did was text you and tell you not to speak to that little f**k anymore." He shrugs.

I resist the urge to punch his face in. "No, you threatened that if I didn't stop talking to him, you'd beat the living sh*t out of him." I snap.

Delsin rolls his eyes. "Is that why you've been so resentful towards me?" He coos, his hands trailing down my body.

I uncomfortably try to push him away, my efforts failing miserably. "Forget about that little perv and focus on me, yeah?" He breathes onto my neck.

I'm extremely uncomfortable and suddenly a wave of panic hits me like a bull dozer. My chest tightens painfully and I gasp for air. No, not again.

Delsin's hand grip my bum and he halts, feeling the inhaler I'd slipped into the pocket before I left. He takes it out and gazes at it distastefully.

"So you're no different from the dweeb-ish f**ks that crave your attention? A f**king inhaler. How pathetic.!" Delsin sneers.

He obviously doesn't understand what the inhaler is for. "P-uh..ease." I gasp out through gritted teeth. He smirks and throws it to the ground.

A strangled grunt passes my lips when he stomps his foot down on it, crushing the small can, it's contents dissipating into air.

"Have fun getting through it, f**king nerd." He spits, stalking off. A harsh cough passes my lips and I can't catch my breath.

Feeling light headed, I stumble a few feet before collapsing to the ground. I try to take deep breaths but it's futile.

The lack of oxygen going to my brain makes my head spin, the edges of my vision blurring in and out. I guess this is what I deserve.

( A/N ) :
Hey guys ! I'm so sorry for not updating for so long. I'm trying to fix my other book that's why I almost forgot to update here !

Well here I am again, just wanna say there will be Part 8, the last part !

So that's for now, I hope you enjoy reading !!!

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All the Love, K.