An imagine sent into me from Jade Macdonald: ~Ashley Never Leave Me - Y/N=Your name Niall and I are walking down the street and talking, like we normally do every night. But something is different today. They’re leaving for tour tomorrow, and this would probably be our last day together. "I want to show you something, Y/N." Niall says, grabbing my hand and leading me off the sidewalk. "What is it, Niall?" I ask him. "You’ll see," he replies, a smirk evident on his face and amusement playing in his eyes. After a bit of walking, he stops in front of the path of a beautiful garden, with pink flowers around the wooden arch of the entrance. He leads me through the path of the garden and stops at a marble carved bench, lets go of my hand and sits down. He pats the spot next to him, gesturing for me to sit down too. I take the hint and sit down next to him. He puts a comforting arm around my shoulder. "I used to come here when I was little," Niall explains to me. "when I was sad or scared and I used to think." "Of what?" I ask. "About life… And some other things," He says and I nod, gesturing for him to go on. "I still come here today to think about the memories you and I had." I smile a bit. He thinks about me? Niall smiles at me, too and continues talking. "I also wish that some day thing will happen, and today might be that day, Y/N." Niall says. I’m not really sure what exactly he means by that so I ask, "What to you mean, Niall?" Niall stands up, offering me his hand, which I take and stand up in front of him. He doesn’t let go of my hand. "Close your eyes, Y/N." He says. I do as he says. Although I’m a bit confused. What does he mean and why do I need to close my eyes? "I’ll tell you what I mean in a moment, but first I want you to remember all the good times we shared. I don’t want you to forget and I want you to hold onto those memories, even when I’m not with you. Think about when we first met." I think back to all the times I shared with Niall. The first day we met was a bit of a blur. I don’t remember. "I can’t remember, Niall." I tell him. "Think." He says. I think back and everything starts to become clear. I had been holding in the tears, trying to stay strong, but it was just too much… He’s gone and I can’t do anything about it. You can’t bring back the dead. My dad died and I ran, screaming out the door, ignoring my mother screaming for me to come back. I stopped near a sidewalk and collapsed on some grass. "Are you okay?" A boy asked. I got up to look at him and answered, “I’m fine,” "You don’t look fine," the boy said. "Please, just leave me alone?" I sat back down and brought my knees up to my chest. The boy sat down next to me. "I can tell you are sad. I don’t like it when people are sad…" The boy began. "Can you please tell me what’s wrong? Then I’ll leave you alone." I had explained everything to him, crying through it all. Niall had made it all better after that. "I remember now," I tell Niall. "You made it all better…" Niall steps closer to me and presses his forehead to mine, immediately making the butterfly’s in my stomach appear. "This is what I meant, Y/N," he whispers, sending chills down my spine. He moves his face closer to mine. Our lips are not far apart. Is this what he meant? Kissing me? He presses his lips to mine, his lips lingering there for only a moment before he pulls away quickly. "I can’t do this," he says, letting go of my hand and running deeper into the garden, leaving me standing there, confused as heck. A month of tears and confusion passes. The day after the garden incident I had called Niall, but he didn’t answer, and I knew he wouldn’t be home. I was angry, sad, and confused, all at the same time. Angry that he had run off like that, sad that he left, and confused for why. I start crying as I think of the memories we had together. Why did he leave like that? Why? There’s a knock at the front door and I get off the couch to answer it, wiping the tears quickly from my eyes. I open the door to see Harry’s sad face. "Harry?" I sniff a bit. "What are you doing here?" "It’s Niall," he says. "What about him?" I say angrily. "He won’t do the tour," Harry says. "He did the first few states, but he didn’t do anymore after that. We think he misses you." "Well too bad! Because I don’t miss him!" I lie. I’m about to close the door, but Harry stops it with his hand saying, "We thought you’d say that," Louis comes out of nowhere and throws me over his shoulder. He starts walking back to a car and I bang on his back. "Put me down, Louis!" I demand. "Sorry, Y/N, but I can’t do that." He says. He puts me into a car and closes the door. Apparently the child lock is on because the door will not open. "I don’t want to see Niall. Please, don’t make me go!" I yell. Both boys ignore me and Harry starts the car and drives to our destination. We weren’t far away from where we originally were. They grab my arms and drag me out of the car and into what seems to be a hotel room. They close the door behind me and lock it. "Let me go! I don’t want to be here!" I yell. "Y/N?" Niall’s voice asks as he appears from another room. "I’m so mad at you!" I point at him. "They dragged me all the way out here cause your but isn’t doing anything!" "Y/N, would you please listen to me before you start yelling? Please?" Niall asks. "I’m done listening to you! You only caused me to be heartbroken, Niall!" I shout, tears falling down my face. "I loved you, and you left me! I don’t even know what I did! You have no idea how much you hurt me by leaving! You just-" With one swift move, Niall moves forward and crushes his lips to mine, shutting me up in the process. He pulls away. "I did it because I didn’t want to hurt you, Y/N. I didn’t want to fall for you and then leave you and myself sad. My plan didn’t work and I’m sorry for that. I fell for you, I didn’t want to kiss you. I mean, I wanted to, but I didn’t want to. Do you get what I’m saying?" "Yes, and I’m sorry too, Niall. I shouldn’t have gone all crazy on you. It’s just, you should have told me instead of just leaving me." "I know, and I’m sorry." Niall says. "Just, never leave me again?" I ask. "Never again, Y/N," Niall says. "Never again."
Posted on: Tue, 20 Aug 2013 01:04:28 +0000
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