Long Liam Imagine

#Imagine it was a bright summer morning and you woke up at around 10 o'clock. You rolled out of bed and wandered into the kitchen to make your breakfast. You walked back to the living room with your bowl of soggy cereal and sat down on the sofa. You flicked on the TV and realised after searching through every channel that there was nothing decent on the TV, so after you finished your breakfast, you threw on some clothes and strolled down to the shops. You walked through the automatic doors and sauntered around the food aisles and then you came to the magazine aisle. You walked down it and one suddenly caught your eye. It had Liam on the front of it; Liam was your boyfriend. You stopped to look at it, there was a picture of Liam on the cover and in big bold letters 'She was never meant to be serious' You furrowed your eyebrows and walked over to the magazine. You scooped it up and quickly opened the page to where Liam's interview was. It was true, he had actually said that you and him were never meant to be serious. You suddenly felt tears escape your eyes and roll down your cheeks. Never meant to be serious? What was that suppose to mean? Did he not love you or something? You fell to the floor with your back leaning against the magazine railing. You sobbed into your hands and after a while you felt someone's hand on your shoulder. You quickly looked up and saw an old man hovering over you.
 'Miss, are you okay?' the man said. You staggered to your feet and looked the man in the eyes.
 'I'm fine, thank you,' you said as you held the magazine tight in your hands and stormed towards the counter. You payed for it and then walked home. Liam was meant to be coming round to your house later, so you went home and you waited for him. You sat on the couch not taking your eyes off the door, and then after about an hour or so, it opened and Liam walked in.
 'Hiya babe, how ar-' he said as he walked in and shut the door, but when he saw you he stopped and looked at you. 'What's wrong? Have you been crying?' he whispered. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you.
 'Get off me,' you firmly told him.
 'What?' he said as he pulled back and looked at you confused.
 'Get off me,' you repeated.
 'Babe, what have I do-' he began.
 'You know what you've done!!' you screamed at him. You stood up and threw the magazine at him. You marched out the room and ran into your bedroom. You slammed your face down onto your pillow to muffle your cries as the tears poured out your eyes. You screamed into your pillow for a while and you was sure that Liam could hear you, but you didn't care. You had locked the door and he couldn't get in, so you layed there until the sunlight faded out of the windows and the room turned to black.
 The covers were all over your body and you was layed facing the ceiling. Your cheeks were numb with water and your eyes were burning. You could hear Liam in the other room, he wasn't far from the door. It had been a few hours since you had stormed out the room, but it seemed like 2 minutes.
 'I-I'm sorry,' you heard a faint voice from the other side of the door. You didn't say anything, not because you didn't want to but because your throat had nearly closed up after all the crying. 'I never meant for you to get mad at me, I, I didn't mean it in a nasty way at all. I'm gunna be honest with you babe, at the start of our relationship, I didn't think that it would ever turn into anything more,' Liam told you. The tears started rolling down your face and you bit your lip hard to stop yourself from sobbing. 'But then I got to know you better, and I realised that you was the only one that I could ever imagine myself spending the rest of my life with. You make me laugh like no-one else can, you are the kindest and most genuine person I've ever met. Everytime I see you, I don't know what happens, I just like, I can feel my heart start beating harder. And on top of all that,' you heard him take a big breath. 'You are the most beautiful girl that I have ever met in my entire life.' The tears were still rolling down your cheeks and a huge smile was spread across your face. You couldn't believe that Liam was telling you all this, and you felt the exact same about him. So many memories, they were too good to just throw away. You slowly sat up and swung your legs over the side of your bed, your feet falling onto the cold laminate. You got up and walked over to the door. You reached for the door handle and slowly opened the door, but you only opened it a crack. You peered round the side and saw Liam standing there, his cheeks looked very wet. He didn't move, his eyes just lifted off the floor and onto your eyes. You stood there for a while, but then Liam eventually broke the silence.
 'You know I'd never hurt you, I love you far too much,' he whispered as his voice broke. You took a big breath.
 'I know, I'm sorry, I over reacted,' you said as you opened the door fully.
 'No, it was me, I should never have said that,' he whispered taking a step towards you.
 'It was both of us,' you said as you took a step towards him. There was a silence.
 'I don't like it when you're mad at me,' he whispered looking down at the floor.
 'Liam, I'm sorry,' you said as you flung your arms around his neck. You felt his hands on your waist and his face was in your hair.
 'Don't be,' he whispered into your ear. 'Can we just forget this whole thing?'
 'Yes,' you whispered as you looked into his eyes and brushed your lips against his.

Long Louis Imagine

#Imagine you was bored one night in the summer holidays, so you decided to go round to Louis' house. You were really close so friends, so he wouldn't mind one bit if you went round to his house. You walked along the cold concrete in your golden sandals and headed for his apartment. You knocked on the door but there was no answer, so you knelt down to the letterbox and opened it. There was no-one there, just an empty living room.
 'Louis!' you shouted through the letterbox. 'Louis! Open the door!' you shouted for a while but there was still no answer. You stood back up and fished around in your bag for your keys. You found them and then tried to find Louis' key. You eventually found it and then jammed it into the key hole. You opened his door and walked into his apartment. You shut the door behind you and flung your keys onto the dining table. You was still shouting his name but there was still no answer. You walked up to his bedroom door and knocked on it. You grabbed the handle and pushed it open, but as you scanned the room you soon realised that he wasn't in there either. Maybe he had gone out somewhere? You walked back into the living room and noticed the bathroom door on the other side of the room. You walked over to it and knocked on it. You then realised that the door was locked, so someone had to be in there.
 'Louis? Louis are you in there?' you shouted through the door, banging the door handle. 'Louis?' you whacked the lock and it suddenly came undone. 'Oh, my god, Lou I'm sorry,' you said shutting the door, but there was no response. 'Lou?' you said, you were getting really worried. You slowly opened the door and saw Louis lying in the bath. But he wasn't lying there faced up, he was lying faced down with his head under the water. His body was just lying there, bobbing above the water. Your mouth dropped and you rushed over to the bath. You dropped everything and shoved your hands into the water and pulled Louis up. You jumped over the side so that you was standing in the bath and the water was covering your legs. You knelt down and pulled Louis up and out of the bath. You layed him on the cold bathroom tiles and grabbed your bag that was sitting at the end of the bath. You reached inside for your mobile phone and unlocked it. You quickly prodded the keys and dialled 999 and then placed the phone to your ear. Louis' head was laying on your lap, his body was lifeless. Suddenly there was an answer at the end of the phone.
 'Hello this is 999, what is your emergency?' said a woman in a very monotone voice.
 'I need an ambulance quick, my friend's collapsed, well, he hasn't collapsed, I just walked in and found his in his bath, and he's out cold and he's not coming round, and I'm really scared,' you told the woman as the tears started pouring down your face.
 'It's alright miss, we just need to know your address and we'll send an ambulance right away,' the woman said, she seemed really calm compared to how you was feeling. You told the woman Louis' address and then you heard her typing into a keyboard. 'Okay, so I'll stay on the phone with you until the ambulance comes to make sure you're alright. How long has your friend been unconscious?' she said.
 'I don't know, he could've been out for hours, he could be dead. Oh my god, he could be dead,' you screamed. You dropped the phone and placed you hand over his heart, but there was nothing. You put two of your fingers next to his neck. You stayed still fr a few moments and you could feel a tiny vibration against your finger. You picked the phone back up to hear the woman telling you how to feel his pulse. 'It's fine, he's alive, it's just a very weak pulse. Please hurry up with the ambulance,' you begged.
 'It's on it's way, they should be there any minute, you just stay with him,' she told you.
 'I won't, I'm not going to, I'm staying here with him, right by his side,' you told her as more tears started to fall down your face. Suddenly you heard the front door open and people scurry in. 'I'm in here!!' you shouted towards the door. Two paramedics came rushing into the bathroom and looked at you, and then looked at Louis who was still lifeless. They immediately started working on Louis as a woman paramedic grabbed hold of your arm. She helped you up off the ground and wrapped a blanket around your arms.
 'No, I'm fine,' you told her, shaking the blanket off. You watched as the paramedics worked on Louis and they seemed to be talking a different language. They lifted him up onto a stretcher and wheeled him out of his apartment. They took him out of his house and into put him in the ambulance that was parked outside. The woman helped you onto the back of the ambulance and you sat next to Louis, who had, had a cover put over him as he had been naked before. You sat next to him all the way there. It was the worst trip ever. You just stared at him, his lifeless body was just laying there. Your hand was on his and you was gripping his hand. 'Come on, come on Louis, wake up, please. Wake up,' you whispered repeatedly under your breath. When the ambulance pulled up at the hospital, Louis was rushed off and the woman paramedic told you to wait in the waiting room. It was lonely in there, it was just you. You reached into your back and pulled out your phone. You dialled Harry's number as you realised you needed to tell him everything that had gone on.
 'Hello?'
 'Hiya Harry, it's me,' you said, and your voice was already breaking.
 'Oh my god? What's wrong?' he said.
 'It's, erm, it's Louis, he's been, erm, rushed into hospital,' you said, the tears slowly rolling down your face.
 'What happened!?' you told him everything, all about the bath and the paramedic's coming. You heard him sobbing on the phone. 'Is he alright now?' he whispered.
 'I'm not gunna lie to you Harry, he didn't look good. They're saying that he will pull through, but I don't know? I just wanna know what he was doing, why was he underneath the water? What was he doing?' you asked.
 'I don't know, call me when you know anything else,' he said.
 'I will do, bye Harry,' you whispered.
 'Bye love,' and the phone line went dead. You suddenly felt alone again, and the tears rolled down your face. You pulled your knees up to your chin and rested your chin on them. You didn't hold back the tears, you cried for a long time. When your cries had died down a bit, a woman dressed in nurses' uniform walked into the waiting room.
 'Hiya love, you alright,' she said as she walked over and sat next to you.
 'No, I'm not really,' you said, putting your legs back down and wiping your tears. 'How's Louis?'
 'He's doing brilliantly, he's nearly made a full recovery,' she told you. Your eyes lit up and a smile shot across your face.
 'Really?' you asked.
 'Yeah, we told him that you was here, he wants to see you now,' she laughed.
 'Oh my god,' you said as you jumped up off your seat. The nurse stood up and you flung your arms around her.
 'Oh!' she said, but you felt her hug you back too.
 'Thank you,' you whispered.
 'Ahaha, come on,' she said pulling back from the hug and walking towards the door. You followed her through a lot of corridors until you eventually reached Louis' room. The nurse opened the door and there was Louis, sitting on the hospital bed. You ran up to him and then suddenly stopped when you got up to him. His big blue eyes were looking back at you and you was staring him straight in the eyes. You placed your hands around his neck and gave him a really tight hug. You pulled back and looked at the nurse who was standing in the doorway. 'I'll just leave you two alone for a bit,' she said as she backed out the room and closed the door. You walked over to the chair that was next to Louis' bed and sat down. You stared at him and furrowed your eyebrows.
 'What's wrong?' he said.
 'W-what made you do it?' you asked.
 'Do what?' he said, looking confused.
 'Aha, do what? You know what? Why was you under the water?' you asked him. He shook his head and looked up to the ceiling.
 'I-I don't know. I wasn't trying to kill myself or anything, I just, I dunno, it made me feel kind of isolated,' he said.
 'You're so weird Lou,' you laughed. He laughed too. 'Just promise me you wont do it again, you nearly killed yourself!' you said to him and his eyes widened.
 'I-I promise,' he said, but he looked scared.
 'What's wrong?' you asked him.
 'No, it's nothing,' he said.
 'No come one, we tell each other everything,'you told him, getting up from the chair and walking over to his bed. You perched yourself next to him.
 'No, it's just--' he said.
 'Lou please tell me,' you pleaded.
 'Alright,' he said as he took a massive gulp of air. 'I, erm, I think I love you,' he said in one quick breath. You looked at him shocked and shuffled away from him a bit.
 'What?' is all you could manage to say.
 'It's just I've felt like it for such a long time, I've just been able to pluck up the courage to tell you,' he told you, not taking his eyes of yours. You moved a bit closer to him and your noses were almost touching. You leaned in to kiss him and you felt his lips kiss back. After a while you pulled back and looked into his eyes.
 'I love you so much,' he breathed.
 'I love you too Lou,' you whispered as you flung your arms around his neck. 'I love you too.'

Long Zayn Imagine

#Imagine your life had been hell the last few months. You was constantly revising for your exams and you was being badly bullied, but you had never told anyone. Not even the boys, and they were your best friends. You had been best friends with all the boys ever since you had been little, you'd all been to primary school together, but you all left to go to different high schools. Everyone made fun of you because the lads were your only friends. They called you awful things, and you believed everything they told you. You wanted to end your life because you just felt like you didn't want to be here anymore. You had wanted to do it for a long time, and you knew that, that time would come soon enough.
 You was sitting at home one night, wrapped in a blanket sitting on the sofa, crying. Suddenly the phone rang and you walked over to answer it. You had gotten good at covering up your tears as you had been doing it for a long time, so you took a deep breath and answered the phone.
 'Hello?' you said, trying to sound as bright and cheery as you could.
 'Hiya babe, it's Louis,' he said on the other side of the phone.
 'Oh, hiya,' you said as you wiped the wet droplets off your cheeks.
 'Me and the lads were wondering if you wanted to come round for a bit, like a sleepover or something?' he asked. You felt a huge smile spread across your face as you heard Louis say this.
 'Yeah, I'd love that, I'll be round,' you whispered down the phone.
 'Alright babe, see you soon,' he said as the line went dead. You grabbed your keys off the kitchen counter and walked towards the door, you was only wearing your jogging bottoms and a t-shirt but it didn't really matter. It was only the boys, they didn't care what you looked like. You didn't need to take anything to the boys' either. You always borrowed their clothes, most of your wardrobe was filled with some of their clothes that you still hadn't given back. But they didn't mind, they always said that you looked nice in their clothes, and it made you feel warm inside when they did that. You walked around to their apartment where they all lived together. You didn't knock on the door, you were all that close that. You opened the door and shouted 'Hello!' to make the boys aware that you had entered. You heard 5 voices shout back and you walked into the living room to find them all sitting there. They were all sitting on the sofa and you walked over to go and sit next to them. The sofa was kind of an L shape so you could all see eachother with out anyone feeling left out. You was all sitting around; talking, laughing, doing everything that you usually did. It felt amazing, you leant back in the sofa, your neck sinking into the cold white leather. You watched Zayn as he laughed at Louis being stupid. He was just unbelievable. You had tried to tell yourself that you felt nothing towards Zayn, but there came a time when you couldn't even fight the feelings anymore. You had fallen for Zayn, but it was fine. You was learning to get over it, and you was sure that it would happen in time. He glanced over to you and looked at you.
 'What's wrong?' he asked, breaking you out of your stare so that you realised that all the boys were in fact looking at you.
 'No, nothing,' you said, shaking your head smiling.
 'She's trying to stare through your soul Zayn,' Niall said, taking another hand of the popcorn that was in the bowl on the coffee table. Niall had eaten most of it so there wasn't much left. You all laughed including you.
 'Aha, nah she's just trying to decide what wedding dress she's doing to wear in her and Zayn's imaginary wedding,' Louis said. All the boys laughed but you just looked at them confused. Did they honestly know about your crush on Zayn? But how could they, you hadn't told anyone. You just looked at them all confused and shook your head.
 'What?' you said as your voice broke. They all started laughing again and you felt your cheeks flush a red colour.
 'Ahaha, we know about your little crush?' Niall said through his laughs.
 'What are you talking about?' you said as your eyebrows furrowed.
 'We know you like Zayn, we've known for ages,' Louis said. Your eyes shot over to Zayn who was looking everywhere but your eyes.
 'So, the question we all wanna know Zayn. Will you go out with her?' Niall said. As he did you felt your body start to shake all over. How could the boys do this to you, you thought that they were your friends, and they were making you more embarrassed as ever.
 'Well?' Zayn said in what you thought was a sarcastic tone. You was turning so red it was becoming to feel uncomfortable. You stood up and glanced round the room at the boys. They were all still laughing a bit and you stormed over to the bathroom that was on the other side of the room.
 'Oh, come on! We was only having a bit of fun!' you heard one of them shout as you slammed the door behind you. Your back fell against the wooden door and you slid down to the floor. The tears were pouring out of your cheeks and you bit your hand to stop yourself from making any noise. You didn't want the boys hearing you cry. You was crying so hard that teeth marks were appearing in your skin. Your life just felt like it couldn't get any worse. It was honestly horrific. You peered around the bathroom and saw a little cupboard just above the toilet. You stood up and walked over to it. You opened it up and saw a razor standing at the front of the door. Perfect. You picked it up and looked at how sharp the blades were. You walked over to the bath and knelt down to the bath. You moved the razor up to your wrist and felt the cold metal against your skin. Your hands were shaking like mad and the tears were still pouring out your eyes. Suddenly the bathroom door burst open but didn't flinch. You was just about to slide the blades across your skin, but someone grabbed it out of your hands and you heard it drop on the floor. It was Zayn. You turned around to him and collapsed into his chest and you both fell to the floor, and you cried. No, in fact you screamed, louder than you ever had done before. You screamed into his chest and the tears seeped out of your eyes and into his shirt. You was sat on Zayn's knees and his arms were wrapped around you. One of his hands was on your waist and the other was on your waist. He was rocking you back and forth and you felt the tears drip of his cheeks onto the top of your head. You sat like this for a while.
 You had stopped crying now and you just layed in Zayn's chest. He had stopped crying as well as his chin was resting on your head. You quickly glanced over to the door and saw all the boys sitting outside the bathroom, there cheeks all looked wet as well. They had been watching you and Zayn the whole time. They were all sat cross legged. You lifted your head of Zayn's chest and looked up to him. He looked down at you and then took his hand of your head and wiped away a few loose tears that were on his cheeks. You looked up at him and he looked down at you.
 'You know I'd never let you harm yourself, you know that, right?' he said, still rocking you back and forth.
 'I'm sorry,' you said into his chest, barely a whisper.
 'You're so important to all of us,' he said as he glanced over to the boys. They all nodded and then Zayn looked back at you. 'We all love you so much... especially me.' You sat up off of Zayn's legs and wiped away your tears.
 'What?' you said, a little confused.
 'I love you so much, I always have,' he whispered moving his head towards you, but you moved back.
 'N-no,' you said, moving your head away from Zayn. He moved back in shock.
 'What?' he said, his eyes widening.
 'You just feel sorry for me, you don't really want me, I know you don't,' you whispered, the tears starting to roll down your face again. Zayn looked hurt.
 'No, it's not like that at all, I love you so much, I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything without you crossing my mind, it's always been you. You're the only one that I want,' he said and your heart started beating fast. All the other boys were still watching you and Zayn but you didn't dare look at them, your eyes stayed fixed on Zayn. 'I need you more than anything, so please, will you be my girlfriend?' Every emotion under the sun was rushing through your head. Of course you wanted to be Zayn's girlfriend, you wanted it more than anything, and he might want you too. But what if he didn't? What if the boys had just told him to go out with you so that you didn't harm yourself again? What if he was going to break up with you when you was strong again?
 'He's telling the truth you know?' Louis said. You looked over to him and you could tell that he had been crying. They all had. You didn't know that they cared about you that much. You slowly turned your head to look at Louis. 'He's not joking. He's felt like this for years, for the whole time we've known you, and we've known that you like him. We didn't mean for you to get that upset that you would try to end your life. We never, ever want that to happen, we love you too much,' he said as another tear escaped your eye.
 'It's not what you said Lou, I've just had so much going on lately I just felt like I didn't want to be here anymore,' you whispered, telling them the truth.
 'No,' Zayn whispered in a short breath as he pulled you into his chest. 'I'm not having you think that. Not now, not ever. You are far too important to me, you are to never harm yourself, do you hear me?' he whispered into your hair. You pulled your head of Zayn's chest and again looked up at Zayn.
 'I promise,' you told him.
 'Good,' he whispered as he lowered his lips to yours. You felt his moist lips meet yours and a smile swept across your face. You pulled back from him and your head fell to his chest. You turned to face the boys and they were all there, smiling at you and Zayn. Maybe they were right? You didn't really want to leave this world just yet. Especially since things with Zayn were finally coming together. Maybe you didn't have to end your life after all? Maybe, just maybe?

Long Harry Imagine

#Imagine you had just been to netball practise and you was walking through the school, on your way home. Suddenly your phone that was in your pocket started vibrating like crazy. You took it out and saw your mum's name flashing on the screen. You clicked the green button and answered it.
 'Hiya, what's wrong?' you asked. Your mum never usually rang you, something had to be wrong. your heart started beating.
 'Hiya love, I, erm, I have to tell you something,' she said in a worrying tone. 'You might wanna sit down.' You looked around the corridor to find that there was no chair, so you just placed your bags down on the floor and sat on the floor with your back leant against the wall. You started to get really worried and you pulled your knees up to your chin and rested your head on them.
 'Mum? What's wrong?' you said as your voice broke. You heard her take a deep breath on the other end of the phone.
 'There's no easy way to say this,' she said, you could tell by her voice that she had been crying. 'Me and your dad are getting divorced....' There was a long silence as you felt your world come crashing down. Your mum and dad had always seemed happy, why were they getting divorced? You sat there on the floor as tears ran down your cheeks.
 'Why are you getting divorced?' you breathed after a while.
 'Because love, me and your dad haven't been happy for a long while. We just stayed together for you, we wanted what was best for you,' she told you, trying to comfort you. But it wasn't working, it was just making you wanting to cry more. You was the reason that they had stayed together, you felt like some unwanted child.
 'So where are you now then?' you asked her.
 'I'm, erm, I'm in a hotel in London, I'm gunna be staying here for a while, your dad's at home waiting for you,' she told me. She was all the way down in London, she'd not even bothered to come and see you before she'd moved down to London.
 'So that's it then, I don't even get to see you anymore,' you cried down the phone.
 'Love you can come and see me whenever you want, I just need a bit of time to settle in,' she told you.
 'Good to know,' you told her, suddenly regretting you had said it.
 'Well if that's what you think of me then maybe me and your dad should have broken up sooner!' she shouted down the phone before the line went dead. You put your phone down next to you and started weeping into your arms. You didn't want to go home just yet and face your dad, so you just sat there and cried for a little while, what seemed like forever. After a while you heard footsteps in the distance.
 'Hey? What's wrong?' you heard someone say as they came and sat next to you. You lifted your head up from your arms and tilted your head to see Harry sitting there looking at you with his big green eyes. You sat up and wiped away your tears with your sleeve, but it didn't make a difference as the tears wouldn't stop pouring out your cheeks.
 'Its-it's m-my mum,' you eventually stuttered out.
 'Babe come here,' he said putting his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. You put your arms around his back and you instantly felt better. Hugs from Harry always made you feel better. He pulled back from the hug and looked at you straight in the eyes.
 'Now calm down, and tell me what's happened,' he whispered as he ran his thumb under your eyes, trying to get rid of most your tears. You took a deep breath.
 'It's my mum and dad, they're, erm, they're getting a...' you couldn't even bare the thought of the word. 'A DIVORCE!!' you screamed as you began crying at the top of your lungs. Harry quickly pulled you into his chest again and his arms were wrapped tightly around your back. You could hear his loud heart beat through his flimsy school shirt. I suddenly felt a tingle shoot down my back and it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. You stopped crying and pulled back from the hug. You looked him straight in the eyes as a tear ran down his cheek. You pulled your head back and looked at him confused.
 'Why are you crying?' you asked him as he shook his head.
 'I hate seeing you like this,' he whispered as you felt your cheeks turn a ready colour and your heart began beating harder.
 'Aww Harry,' you said, running your thumb along his cheek and brushing away his tears. He bit his lip and you looked down at his moist lips, wanting to kiss them really badly. You had always had a crush on Harry, you had never told anyone, but now seemed like such a good time.
 'Harry, erm,' you began. He looked at you with his green teary eyes and then looked down.
 'I have to tell you something,' he said, breaking you off from what you was about to say.
 'Okay,' you said, turning to face him and crossing your legs. Your legs were on the smooth lino floor.
 'I, erm, I,' he stuttered looking around the corridor. 'Come with me,' he said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a small room on the other side of the corridor. You picked up your bags as Harry pulled you up of the floor and lead you into the room. You walked in and Harry closed the door behind him and then spun on his heels to face you. He took a big breath.
 'Okay, erm,' he said, still stuttering. You turned and walked towards a chair that was placed in the middle of the room and sat down on it. It was quite warm outside and the weather was draining the energy out of you, you needed to sit down. He followed you and knelt down in front of you, his hand resting on your arm. It felt nice. 'Okay, so, erm, there's no easy way to say this.' he said as you started to get really scared. What was he going on about? 'I'm just gunna show you,' he said as his green eyes glistened as the light shone through the window on the other side of the room. His head started moving towards yours and you suddenly froze. You didn't know what he was doing. All of a sudden his lips were pressed against yours and you felt his hands slide up your back. You flung your arms round his neck and he slowly stood up as you did the same. You kissed him for a while, but then he pulled back and looked at you.
 'I-I'm sorry, it's just I've loved you for so long, and it just got so much I just couldn't resist and,' his eyes started filling with tears and then you placed your hand on his chest.
 'You don't know how long, I've waited for you to do that,' you whispered as you placed your lips on his again. You felt a smile spread across his face as he took you up in his arms while you squealed with happiness. When you was with Harry, all them bad thoughts that had been going through your head just moments ago had now disappeared. Harry could make you feel better in an instant, and that is how you knew he was the one.

Long Niall Imagine

Niall's P.O.V.


She was amazing. I'd  loved her for as long as I could remember. I can't even remember what my life was like before I met her, and I didn't want to. It wasn't half as amazing as it was now, and she had made my life so much better. I had never told her how I felt, I didn't feel like I ever needed to. We were best friends, we were the closest two people ever could be. I could never tell her how I felt, I mean, what if she didn't love me back? Then what would happen? I couldn't even think what I would do if I lost her.

Your P.O.V.


It was a Saturday morning when I got a suprise call from Niall. I ran out of the kitchen where I was making myself some breakfast, into the living room where my phone was belting out my ringtone, laying on the sofa. I jumped on the sofa and picked it up and answered it.
 'Hello?' I asked down the phone.
 'Heya, it's my friend's birthday today and he's having a party tonight,' Niall said in his strong Irish accent, and then Niall went silent.
 'Yeah?' I said, prompting him to give more information. I heard him swallow hard on the other end of the phone.
 'And, erm, I was wondering, erm, if, erm,' Niall stuttered.
 'Niall?' I said, interrupting him.
 'Yeah?' came a voice from the other end of the phone.
 'Do you want me to come with you?' I asked him, not wanting him to stutter anymore.
 'Erm, yeah, if you don't mind,' he said really quickly.
 'Why would I mind?' I asked him.
 'Urr, I don't know? You might have been, erm, busy,' Niall said, still stuttering quite a bit.
 'Nialler what's wrong?' I asked him. starting to get slightly worried as he was stuttering a lot. He never did this, was there something wrong? Was he nervous? But why would he be nervous, he'd been my best friend since forever?
 'N-no! Nothing's wrong...' he said we both fell into silence. 'I'll pick you up at 8,' he quickly said in one short breath before putting the phone down. He was acting so different, and I didn't know why? Nothing had happened between us two that could make it awkward, it had never been awkward for us two.
 I just spent the rest of the day relaxing around my apartment, not really doing anything except lying on the sofa and watching a load of rubbish programme's on the T.V. I started getting ready about an hour before 8 o'clock. It had never taken me long to get ready, I don't know why. I wore my favourite lacy white dress and my cream coloured high heels that Niall had bought me for my last birthday. They were by far my favourite shoes, and even when I grow out of them, I'm still going to keep them, because Niall bought them for me. They were more special than anything. I was sat waiting in my living room, waiting for Niall to arrive when suddenly my doorbell rang. I stood up of the sofa and straightened out my dress. I walked over to the door and opened it to see Niall standing there sheepishly, giving me a half hearted smile. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into my apartment.
 'No, don't the taxi is waiting for us,' he said as he trapsed into my apartment. I shut the door and then turned around to look at him and crossed my arms.
 'What's wrong Niall? You've been acting weird all day, please tell me,' I said, taking a step back from him. He just looked at me, and then he opened his mouth as if he was about to tell me something, but then he just shook his head.
 'No, it's nothing. I'm just getting a bit stressed about this party,' he told me and then walking past me as he grabbed hold of the door handle. He walked out the door and then turned around to look at me. 'You coming then?' he said as he turned back around to walk to the taxi that was waiting patiently outside my apartment.
 The music was loud in the place where the party was. So loud that I could barely hear myself think. But it was fine, because they were playing all your favourite songs. Me and Niall hardly knew anyone at the party, so we found a cute little table in the far corner of the room and sat down. Niall had already had a few drinks, but he was still normal. It took a lot more than a few pints to make Niall drunk. Despite all the people that were around us, I felt as if it was just me and Niall. Just us two, like no-one was around. I had never felt like that when I was with Niall before, suddenly all these feelings were rushing over me. I watched him as he started messing around with the beer mats, trying to impress me by flipping them over from the back of his hand and then catching them in his palm. I watched him as he got up to go to the bar to get me another drink, and as he came stumbling back with a drink in each hand. One for me, and one for him. He handed me it, and then we carried on as we was before. It suddenly felt so right, whenever I was around Niall, it kind of felt right. Like nothing or no-one could ever hurt me. I suddenly clicked out of this trance I had got myself as my favourite song came on the speakers. It was You're Not Alone by Big Time Rush. I had fallen in love with that song when they performed it on their tour. I had gone to their show when the lads were supporting them. Suddenly my eyes lit up and I glanced over at Niall and grabbed hold of hand. He looked down at our clasped hands and then slowly looked up at me.
 'Come dance!' I shouted over the music. He looked at me confused and then shook his head, pulling his hand away from mine. I grabbed his hand more firmly and made him look me straight in the eyes. 'No! You're coming to dance!' I screamed at him, pulling him up as he followed me to the dancefloor. When we reached it, I turned around and put my arms around his neck, he had his hands placed on my waist. His eyes were the bluest I had ever seen them. They were so beautiful, and so was he. I couldn't believe that I was just realising this now. His eyes were locked on mine and mine were locked on his. It felt so right, I felt myself slipping into a trance and suddenly I couldn't move. I had all these weird thoughts rushing through my head. I leant my lips against his and kissed him, and for a few crazy moments, I felt him kiss me back.

Niall's P.O.V.


I didn't know what to do. I had been getting so nervous all day about seeing her all dressed up and then she goes and does that. I was just in complete shock and just jumped back and looked at her. She looked at me all confused and I just couldn't bare to talk to her right now. I walked out the door and just left her standing in the middle of the dancefloor while her favourite song played. It made my eyes well up just thinking about it. I just ran home and sat behind my door and wept into my hands, for what seemed like an eternity.

Your P.O.V.

I felt so bad, I didn't know what to do. I was standing there no my own, watching him storm off out the door. I walked back to our table and picked up all the things that we had left, bags, coats etc. I carried them all, all the way to Niall's apartment and I dropped them all down at his door. I could hear him sobbing just on the other side, so I took of my heels and sat down at the door. I could hear him crying a lot, and a tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek. My head was resting against the door as the tears dripped off my chin. I stayed sat there for quite a while with all the thoughts flying through my head. What was going to happen now? Was Niall still going to want to be my friend? Had I ruined our friendship forever? And the one that stuck out most to me was, 'Does he like me back?'

Niall's P.O.V.


She was here, I could hear her sobbing. It hurt me so badly to hear her cry, and to know that I was the cause of it made everything even worse. I was so scared and I didn't even know why, I loved her so much and she obviously liked me back. Why did I have to make things so complicated? I sat there for a while, waiting for my tears to dry up.
 'I'm so sorry,' I eventually said, my heart beating fast. I could hear her still sobbing on the other side of the door, it was breaking my heart.
 'Me too,' she said, as she sniffed up hard.
 'Why are you sorry?' I asked, getting kind of confused.
 'Because,' she began. 'I shouldn't have just forced myself on you.' I heard her stand up outside the door and I did the same and I reached for the handle, just about ready to face her again.

Your P.O.V.


I was standing facing his door when suddenly it opened and there he was. Standing there not taking his eyes off the floor, but I could tell that he had been crying by how wet his cheeks were. When I saw him I could feel the tears welling up in the back of my eyes again, but I sucked in my cheeks to stop them from escaping. I just shook my head at him and then I finally breathed,
 'I'm so sorry Niall,' I said, taking a step away from him. He kept his eyes fixed on the floor and I could feel the tears creeping towards the front of my eyes. 'I-I should go,' I whispered as I turned around and headed for home.
 'W-why did you do it?' he said as I quickly turned round to find him still looking down at the floor. I looked at him confused and then he finally lifted his eyes off of the floor to meet mine. 'I mean, I know you don't have feelings for me, so why did you kiss me?'
 'Niall, what are you talking about?' I said, taking a few steps closer to him.
 'You don't love me, I know you don't!' he screamed at you as the tears poured out of his little blue eyes.
 'Nialler?' I screamed at him to get his attention. 'Of course I love you! Why else would I have kissed you?!' I screamed at him getting all hyped up.
 'You knew that I liked you! I've loved you all along! Every single day I fall deeper and deeper in love with you!' Niall screamed at me before turning around and storming over to his sofa in the middle of his living room. He sat there with his head in his hands and wept so loudly I was getting scared that one of the neighbours would hear. I walked into his apartment and closed the door behind me, and I walked over to the sofa where Niall was sitting. He didn't flinch when I sat down next to him, he just carried on crying.
 'Nialler? I love you more than anything in the world,' I said as his cries died down. He lifted his head off his hands and wiped away his tears with the end of his sleeve. He turned his head to look at me and then furrowed his eyebrows.
 'R-really?' he said, his voice breaking lots.
 'Of course! I would never leave you astray, I love you so much,' I told him and I felt my hand land on his knee. He looked down at it and then up at me. His eyes met mine and then suddenly he started leaning into me. I leaned in aswell and my arms went around his neck whilst his arms were round my waist. It felt so amazing, I had waited so long for Niall to kiss me again, it felt so great the first time. I loved him so much, and he loved me too, we were gonna be together for a long time. I knew that he was the one.

Long Liam Imagine

#Imagine you had, had a sleepover at the boys' apartment and you had all had a little too much to drink, except for Liam of course. It was early in the morning when you woke up and you had a banging headache. You didn't know why you had woken up so early, you and the lads hadn't gone to bed until really late. You was laying in the spare bedroom and all the other lads were scattered around the apartment, and they were all fast asleep as well. You crept out of your room and walked into the living room. Liam was slung over the sofa, fast asleep. Zayn was on the floor next to him, fast asleep. You went into the kitchen to make yourself a glass of water and take an aspirin because of your headache and there was Louis, layed on top of the kitchen table, his arms and legs dangling over the side. You got your water and your tablets and wandered back to your room to lay back down on your bed. As you walked out of the kitchen you saw that Niall was laying on the floor behind the kitchen door, bundled up in blankets so that only his head was visible. You just chuckled to yourself and carried on walking. As you walked back past the sofa, you realised that Liam looked a lot bigger than usual. You moved closer and saw that Harry was layed next to him, both of them with there mouths wide open.
 'Hmm, typical Lirry,' you whispered under your breath before heading back to your room. You placed the tablet in your mouth and then you took a huge gulp of water, you swallowed it all down and then you placed the glass on the bed side table. You jumped back onto the bed and buried your head into the pillow, wanting the terrible headache to just disappear.
 'Psst,' someone whispered into your ear and you slowly began to awake. You kept your head buried in the pillow, you must have dozed back of to sleep. 'Psst,' someone said into your ear again, but this time it was louder.
 'What?' you moaned loudly, but it was muffled by the pillow as your face was deep in the fabric.
 'One, two...' you heard someone whisper and then suddenly all of the boys shouted at the tops of their voices.
 'Three!' they all said as they jumped onto your bed. Their bodies were on top of yours, crushing you deeper and deeper into the soft mattress. You started laughing but because the boys were pressing their bodies onto yours, so it came out sounding quite weird. You rolled over so that your back was pushed against the wall and all the boys tumbled off you and onto the bed. They all started laughing and messing around as you sat up on the bed. They all did the same so that you was sitting around in some kind of miss shapen circle. You sat there talking for a while, but then Liam got off the bed and stretched out his arms and yawned.
 'Ahhh, I need a piss,' he said as he walked out the room and headed off to the toilet. You watched Liam walk out the room, you couldn't help but stare. You had always had a bit of a crush on Liam. You had never said anything as it would ruin your friendship and that was the last thing you wanted. All the boys turned to face you and they all had huge smiles on their faces. You looked at them confused.
 'What?' you asked them. They all smiled and then Niall broke the silence.
 'We know something about you,' he teased, flicking your nose. You rolled your eyes and looked at them.
 'Oh come on, you know I hate it when we keep secrets from each other, tell me,' you begged. Niall sucked in his cheeks and then looked at the other boys.
 'Alright...' Louis said after a long silence. 'We'll tell you.' He got of the bed and ran to the door. He shut it almost silently and then doddled back over to the bed. He sat there hugging his knees.
 'You see, Liam has had a bit of a thing for this girl,' Zayn told you, not taking his eyes off the others. 'And we were wondering, if maybe you could talk to him about it. He won't tell any of us, he might tell you,' Zayn told you.
 'But what does this have to do with me?' you asked them, quite confused.
 'Oh, that was just Niall being stupid! Stupid Nialler!!' Louis said, hitting Niall over the back of the head. Niall looked at you and then at the others, his blue eyes were big. Just then Liam opened the door and walked back into the room.
 'Why did you shut the door?' he asked and then he looked at all the boys, who all had their eyes on Liam. Liam's eyes suddenly widened and his head tilted a bit.
 'You haven't told her, have you?' Liam asked, his voice shaking. You looked to the boys and saw that they were all nodding at the same time. Harry flung his legs of the side of the bed and stood up.
 'I think we should leave you two to talk for a while,' he said, walking out the door as all the boys got up and followed him. Louis was the last to leave and he shut the door behind him. Liam stood there awkwardly in the doorway and you just stood watching him. When Zayn had told you that Liam liked someone, your heart had nearly broke into a thousand pieces. You always thought that you and Liam would end up together, but it seemed like he had found someone else. The silence was long and pain filled, you had to break it.
 'So, you've got a little crush, have you?' you asked him, not taking your eyes off his. He moved his eyes up from the ground to meet yours and nodded at you. 'It's fine Liam, everyone gets crushes, what are you so worried about?' you asked him. He walked over to your bed and sat opposite you, and a tear escaped his beautiful brown eyes. You moved your sleeve up to his cheek and wiped it away. 'Hey? What you getting so worked up about? What's so bad with having a crush on someone?' you said, wiping away his tears.
 'I'm just scared of what it will do to our friendship,' he sobbed. You looked at his pitifully.
 'Liam we'll always be friends, you know that. Nothing can separate us,' you told him as his eyes never left yours.
 'You promise?' he breathed, barely even a whisper.
 'Of course, I promise,' you told him. He took a deep breath.
 'Good,' he said as he leaned over and kissed you suddenly. You quickly pulled back and jumped up of the bed.
 'Whoa, what are you doing?' you shouted at him.
 'What?! You said that it was alright, that nothing would get in the way of us,' he shouted back.
 'Yeah but Liam you're in love with someone else it's wrong,' you told him. He took a step back from you and looked at you confused.
 'What?' he asked, shaking his head. 'It's you that I love, I thought the lads told you that.' Your heart started pounding so fast that you thought it was about to leap out of your chest. You couldn't move, so you just looked at him.
 'No, they said that you was in love with a girl, and that they wanted me to talk to you about it,' you said, lowering your voice as you remembered that the boys were in the other room.
 'Yeah, and that girl, is you,' he said, taking a step towards you and taking your hand.
 'Really?' you said, suddenly feeling all nervous and shaky. You looked down at the floor as Liam got nearer you.
 'Of course, I love you so much,' he said as he placed his hand on your chin. He lifted up your chin and pressed his lips against yours. You placed your arms on his waist and his hands moved through your hair. You pulled back from the kiss and looked deep in his eyes.
 'I love you too Liam,' you whispered as he kissed your forehead and your head fell onto his chest. Just then the rest of the boys opened the door and came into your room. They all started cooing and fussing over you and Liam. It felt so wrong, yet so right.

Long Louis Imagine

#Imagine you had been dating this boy called Declan from your school for a while now. He wasn't the best boyfriend you had ever had, you could tell that he didn't really care about you that much. You was going to break up with him soon, but you hadn't seen him in a while, but you promised yourself that next time you saw him. You was walking out of school one night when you quickly turned the corner and bumped into Declan. You fell backwards to the floor and looked up at him. He looked down at you and laughed, he didn't even offer to help you up. You scrambled up to your feet and brushed yourself down. You looked at him as he kept on laughing.
 'I haven't seen you in a while,' he said when he had finally finished laughing, taking a step nearer you. You just looked at him with a disgusted look on your face. He took another step closer to you and placed his arms around you, but you didn't hug him back, you just went all stiff and didn't move. He pulled back from the hug and looked you deep in the eyes.
 'What's wrong?' he said as he shook his head. You took a deep breath.
 'Look, Declan, I don't think this is working,' you began. He took a step away from you and folded his arms.
 'You what?' he said, his face scrunching up to make him look angry.
 'I just don't think this between us is working, I think it would be best if we broke up,' you said, trying to say it as nice as possible. He just stayed staring at you, and you looked back for a while. You turned around and began to walk away and you looked over your shoulder, he was still looking at you with an angry expression on his face. 'B-bye Declan,' you said, and then you turned around and carried on walking. You felt his strong hand around your arm and he pulled you back round to face him so quickly you let out a little gasp.
 'You're not leaving me, you're never leaving me,' he whispered harshly in your face so he kept on spitting on your face. You moved your head down to the floor so that you didn't have to look into his eyes. He grabbed both your arms and picked you up a little bit of the floor so that your head was level with his.
 'You look at me when I'm talking to you!' he screamed as a little tear escaped your eye and rolled down your cheek. He was gripping hold of your arms so tightly that it was really hurting you. You looked at him and then he placed you back down on the floor. He took a step back from you and stood there looking at you. You started to turn around again to walk away, but he grabbed your bag that was placed on your shoulder and threw it onto the top of the school roof. You watched it fly onto the roof and then you looked back to Declan who had a smirk on his face.
 'What did you do that for!?' you screamed at him. He didn't answer and he just kept on looking at you. You walked back into to the school so that you could go up the stairs onto the roof garden and get it back. You had to go up quite a few flights of stairs to get it. As you was walking up the stairs you could hear someone coming down them. You looked up and saw Louis walking down the stairs. Louis was your best friend, and he had to help out in the roof garden every day after school because of his bad behaviour.
 'Heya, why aren't you at home?' he asked you, stopping on the stairs. You carried on walking until you was in front of him.
 'I'm on my way now,' you told him, trying to dodge your way round him to get onto the roof.
 'H-have you been crying?' he asked you, standing in front of you so that you couldn't get past.
 'No Lou! I'm fine, just let me past!' you screamed at him, getting really angry now. You just wanted to get your bag and go home. He looked at you and then he moved out of the way so that you could get past. You stormed up the stairs and didn't look back to Louis. You felt bad for shouting at him, but you didn't want Declan catching up to you as you was sure that he was following you up the stairs. You got up to the roof and saw your bag flung on top of the roof over in the corner. No-one was on the roof so you ran over to it and picked it up. You turned around and started walking back over to the stair case, but Declan was standing there. You screamed out in shock as you didn't expect him to be there. He walked over to you and grabbed hold of your arm.
 'You're not going to leave me, are you?' he whispered into your ear. He looked into your eyes and you shook your head. You was really scared, Declan was known for hitting girls in the past, and you didn't want to be one of them. 'Good, now look at me,' he whispered. You looked up at him so that your eyes met and he smirked.
 'What?' you asked him as your voice broke.
 'You're pathetic, you know that? You're nothing,' he said in a hurtful tone, you looked down at the floor, you was about to cry. 'What have I said!? I said you look at me when I'm talking to you!' he screamed at you. He grabbed hold of a huge chunk of your hair and ragged it down to the floor. It hurt do bad and you screamed out in pain as you fell to the floor. You sat there holding your throbbing head.
 'Oi! Don't you dare touch her like that!' screamed Louis, walking up from the staircase and marching towards Declan. Declan turned round to face Louis and you heard him start to laugh.
 'Oh yeah? And what are you gunna do?' he said as Louis got up to him and there faces were really near to each other. Louis took a step back and scrunched up his face at Declan.
 'This!' he screamed at him before flying his fist around to Declan's face and making him fall to the floor with his powerful punch.
 'Louis no,' you whispered, scrambling up to your feet. You loved it that Louis was sticking up for you, but you didn't want Louis getting hurt. That was the last thing you ever wanted to happen. He looked at you with a confused look on your face as Declan got back to his feet. They stood there looking at each other. Louis wasn't scared of Declan, he hated him. And he had told you that. Declan swung his fist round to Louis and whacked him right across his face, but a lot harder than Louis had hit Declan. Louis fell to the floor and you ran over to him, propping his head up on your knees. He sat up and looked at you.
 'I'm fine,' he whispered as he started to stand up. Declan started kicking Louis in the ribs and Louis fell to the floor again. You moved in front of Declan's kicks so that he was kicking you instead of Louis. You thought that he would stop once he was kicking you, but he didn't in fact the kicks got harder. You moved your knees up to your chin and hugged your knees while taking the kicks from Declan.
 'No! Stop it!' Louis yelled and suddenly the kicking stopped. You looked up to see that Louis had his hand under Declan's chin and was choking him. Louis was pushing Declan back by his neck and he kept on walking until they were right next to the edge of the roof. Declan's back was arched and his face was starting to turn a scarlet red colour. Louis got right up to Declan's face.
 'Leave us alone,' he whispered into Declan's face. 'You touch her again, and I will kill you.' He let go off Declan's neck and Declan ran for the stairs, not even looking in your direction. When he was gone you immediately burst into tears and Louis ran over to you. You was hurting all over, and you was sure that you was covered in bruises from the amount of times Declan had kicked you. Louis knelt down next to you and put his arms around you and hugged you into his chest whilst you wept. He placed his hand on your head and stroked your hair.
 'Shh, everything's gunna be alright,' he whispered into your hair. You took your head of his chest and looked up to him. You started seeing a whole other side to Louis. You had been feeling like this a lot lately. You wiped away your tears and Louis grabbed hold of your hands. He leaned into you and he pressed his lips against yours. You put your arms around his neck and as you continued with the kiss. You pulled back and then looked at him. He started to stand up.
 'S-sorry..' he said as he turned and walked away. You stood up and grabbed his wrist, you pulled him around to face you again as you pressed your lips onto his. You pulled back after a while and smiled at him.
 'What are you sorry for?' you asked as you shook your head at him.
 'It doesn't matter anymore,' he whispered as he took you up in his arms and kissed you hard.