Thursday 31 May 2012

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.

Wednesday 30 May 2012

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.'

Tuesday 29 May 2012

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?

Thursday 24 May 2012

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.

Wednesday 23 May 2012

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.

Monday 21 May 2012

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.

Thursday 17 May 2012

Long Zayn Imagine

#Imagine you had just broken up with Zayn about a month ago. He was the best boyfriend you ever had, but he said that his feelings for you had disappeared, and he had dumped you. It was horrible, you thought that Zayn was the one. And then, just out of the blue, he dumped you. It was the worst feeling in the world, and you had cried yourself to sleep every night for the next week, but then you woke up one morning, and realised that you couldn't spend the rest of your life crying over Zayn. You needed to move on, he was never going to take you back.
 You was walking through the empty corridor at school just after lunch time. You hadn't heard the bell go off and you was already late for lessons and you was hurrying to your next lesson. You quickly turned the corner into the Math's corridor and you bumped into someone. They were standing just standing there and when you looked at them you realised that it was Zayn. You took a step back, you was about to turn around and run away but he grabbed your wrist.
 'There you are! Come here!' he shouted to you, dragging you back by your wrist. You turned around to him and started trying to loosen his grip on your wrist.
 'No, Zayn! Don't!' you screamed, pulling your hand out of his grip and he let go, and you fell onto the floor. A door opened and a teacher came flying out and looked at both of you.
 'What's going on?' the teacher asked. You looked up at Zayn and he looked down at you. He gave you the Just go along with whatever I say kind of look. He looked back up to the teacher and then helped you up.
 'We was just on our way to lessons,' Zayn told the teacher, which was a complete lie. You looked over to the teacher and he was glaring at you both.
 'Well, I suggest you hurry up!' he shouted, and then hurried down the corridor in a huff. You started walking after him but Zayn wrapped his arms around your chest. You was about to scream out but he covered your mouth and lifted you up. He opened the door on the side of the corridor and ran into it with you still in his arms. It was the cleaner's closet. He placed you down so that your feet were back on the floor and then he quickly shut the door. You watched him as he moved to the other side of the tiny room and picked up a broomstick. He went back over to the door and wedged it under the handle so that no-one could get in.
 'W-what are you doing?' you asked him as he turned back round from the door to face you. You looked up at him as your heart began beating really fast. His back leant against the door and he slid down it so that he was sitting on the floor with his back against the door. He looked up at you and then looked down at the floor, gesturing that you sat down as well. You put your school bag down on the floor and you sat cross legged down on the floor opposite Zayn. You started at him, your head resting on your hands, your elbows on your knees. He looked back, not saying anything. 'What do you want Zayn?' you asked him, eventually breaking the silence. He took a huge gulp and you saw his Adam's Apple move up and down his throat. He took a huge breath and then he finally began talking.
 'I-I, erm, I n-never stopped loving you,' he finally stuttered out. You stared at him, like you was trying to stare through his soul. You stood up and looked down at him.
 'L-let me out please,' you said pointing at the door. He stood up and looked at you confused, and shook his head at you.
 'What's wrong? I thought you still liked me too..' he said, taking a step closer to you. You took a deep breath.
 'That time has passed Zayn, you made that happened when you left me,' you told him, a tear escaping and rolling down your cheek. You quickly moved your hand up to your face and wiped it away, not wanting your make up to smear.
 'I know, that was the biggest mistake I ever made, please babe. Take me back,' he said, the tears rolling down his cheek. You bit your lip to try and stop the tears, you looked at Zayn and shook your head.
 'N-no, I'm sorry Zayn. I can't do it to myself again, you messed up once, I don't want you hurting me again,' you said, taking a step back from him and folding your arms. You was trying to be strong but it wasn't working. The tears began streaming down your cheeks and Zayn did the same.
 'B-but I'm not going to hurt you this time, I promise, since the day that I left you, I've hated myself for ever finishing what we had,' he said, not even a whisper.
 'Yeah, but how can I be sure, how can I know that your not going to hurt me again,' I said, the tears still pouring down my face. He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
 'You're just going to have to trust me. I promise, I'll never hurt you,' he whispered taking a huge step closer to you so that your noses were almost touching.
 'Prove it!' you shouted at him. Without any warning, he crammed his lips onto yours, placing his hands on your hips. Instead of pulling back and yelling at him to get off you, you felt the sparks fly off inside your body. Your hands went around his neck and you started to kiss him back. You felt a smile spread over his tear filled face and you smiled too. He pulled back from the kiss and looked you deep in the eyes, his smile still wide.
 'So, will you take me back,' he whispered, his hands still on your hips. You bit your lip and looked up at Zayn. A week ago, if someone had said that you was gunna be getting back together with Zayn, you would never have believed them. But something seemed different about him, he definitely seemed more happy about you two dating this time. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if you and Zayn went back out.
 'Yeah,' you breathed as he took you up in his arms again and continued to kiss you. Just at that moment a teacher burst in the door which made you and Zayn immediately stop kissing. You both stood next to each other staring at the teacher, waiting for her to start yelling at you. She was giving you both a death stare, and for a moment she actually looked like she was about to pick the broomstick up the floor that had fallen over when she had burst through the door and kill you with it.
 'I suggest you get to lessons, I didn't see anything,' she said, closing the door behind her. You and Zayn looked at each other and collapsed into fits of laughter. When you had eventually stopped laughing he took your hands and looked at you. You looked at him as well and he breathed deep.
 'I love you so much,' he said, his brown eyes glistening.
 'I love you too Zayn,' you said, flinging your arms around his neck and giving him a tight hug. 'I love you too.'

Tuesday 15 May 2012

Long Harry Imagine

#Imagine you and Harry were wandering about late at night, but it was Summer, so the sun was still quite high in the sky. You were wandering through the isolated streets of London hand in hand. It was just perfect, Harry had given you his jumper which was way too big for you, but you didn't care. You was cold, and the soft fabric was making your heart pound. Your hands were swinging as you turned the corner of each street, and suddenly you turned a corner to discover a huge field just filled with over grown grass. You turned to Harry and smiled, he looked at you and did the same.
 'I didn't know this was here,' you whispered to him as he shook his head.
 'Me either,' he said, looking out at the field. It went on for miles, you couldn't even see then end because it went on for that long. 'Come on,' he said, his hand still in yours, but he started wading his way through the very uncut grass. Your hand stayed firmly in Harry's and it felt amazing. You kept on walking through the grass, but soon began to get tired. Harry suddenly stopped walking and turned to you. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you close into his chest. You put your arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. You stroked the back of his head with your hand, running your hand through his fingers. He moved his head closer to yours and his lips brushed against yours. You moved your lips onto Harry's and you started to kiss. Suddenly you felt a drop of water on your forehead and you looked up and discovered a huge grey cloud floating above you and Harry. More and more raindrops quickly started fall on you both, and soon, you were both soaking wet. You both started laughing and then Harry disappeared into the over grown grass.
 'Harry!?' you shouted racing through the grass, pushing as much away from your face as you could. 'Harry! Where did you go?' you shouted still running through the grass. You weren't sure which way he went, you wasn't even sure if you was following him. But you kept on running. You were starting to get a bit worried now, as it had been about 5 minutes and you still had not found Harry. You heard someone shout something in the distance and you immediately stopped running to listen. The rain was still pouring down on you and it had seeped through your clothes, but you listened hard.
 'Come and find me,' you heard Harry scream, but because you was far away from him, it was quiet. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of the field, so you began running again, but this time faster. 'I'm coming Harry!' you screamed, running back across the grass. You kept running and running, your feet felt like they were about to fall off. Suddenly you ran into something really hard and it made you fall to the ground, it was Harry. You looked up and there he was, smiling like an idiot. You jumped up of the ground and looked up at him, the ran still pouring hard on your face.
 'That wasn't funny, you really worried me!' you shouted at him, playfully hitting him on his chest. He looked at you and bit his lip. 'No, stop it! You know I love it when you do that!' You turned away from him and you was about to run away from him again but you felt his strong hands on your hips and he pulled you back in as you squealed in happiness. You turned around to Harry and he started passionately kissing you all around your mouth as the rain beat against you. The rain ran into your mouth and down your face and dripped off your chin. Your tongues were all over eachother and you felt Harry smile wide as he kissed your lips and then he pulled back to look at you. The rain was calming down and he took both your hands and looked at you. He leaned into you again and whispered into your ear.
 'Come on, let's go back to mine,' he said as he turned away with your hand in his and pulled you through the grass.

Monday 14 May 2012

Long Niall Imagine

#Imagine you  was sitting at home one night when there was a knock at the door. You was sitting on the sofa watching your favourite film on the tele. You was real,y comfy, you didn't want to move. But before you even had chance to move, there was another knock at the door.
 'I'm coming!' you shouted, picking up the T.V. remote that was next to you and pausing the film. You got up off the sofa and walked over to the door. You grabbed the door handle and pulled the door back. Before you could see what it was they had already walked in and were making their way over to the sofa.
 'Hiya babe, you had a good day?' Niall said.
 'Yeah, what about you?' you said, shutting the door and walking over to Niall who had already unpaused the film and was watching it. You and Niall had always been really close. Your house was like his second home, and his house was like yours.
 'Yeah it's bee good, I was getting bored at home, so I thought I'd come round and cheer you up,' he said, tearing his eyes away from the television to give you a cheeky grin. You sat down next to him and gave him a confused look and shook your head at him.
 'Why do you think I need cheering up?' you asked him.
 'I saw what people were saying to you today on twitter, nobody deserves that,' he said, pulling you into his chest and hugging you hard.
 'Ahh, it's nothing I can't handle,' you told him. You had always got hate for being Niall's friend, but you didn't mind. If the only thing you had to do was get a little bit of hate to me Niall's friend, then it would be worth it. You layed there on Niall's chest and watched the rest of the film. You could hear his heartbeat through his paper thin shirt, but suddenly, it started to get faster. You looked up at Niall and he looked down at you. He looked sad, you sat up and looked at him.
 'What's wrong?' you asked him. He looked at you and then he just shook his head.
 'N-nothing, can we just finish watching the film?' he asked. You stood up and looked at him, you grabbed the remote off of the sofa and paused the film. 'Please, I don't wanna talk about it, can we just finish watching the film?' he asked.
 'No, I wanna know what's wrong? Why won't you tell me, you tell me eveything?' you said to him. He sat up on the sofa and looked up at you.
 'Fine! You wanna know what's up?' he shouted, standing up and looking at you.
 'Yes! I hate seeing you like this! What's wrong?' you screamed back at him. He shook his head at you and then a tear rolled out of his eyes and down his cheek. He sat back down on the sofa and hung his head in his hands. You could hear his sobs and the tears started streaming down your face. You couldn't bare to see Niall like this, it was killing you inside. You sat down next to him and put your arm around his shoulder and rocked him back and forth, trying to stop him from crying. He was crying for a while, and then his sobs started to die down. He looked up at the T.V. then wiped his eyes. He turned to you and then took a huge breath.
 'How do you not see it?' he said, you could tell by his voice that he was trying not to cry again.
 'Nialler please, just tell me what it is that's making you like this. I hate seeing you like this,' you said to him, a tear escaping your eye and rolling down your face. He moved to the other side of the sofa and put his legs onto the sofa, you did the same but at the other said. Your legs were tangled in each others and you stayed staring at each other. 'Please Niall, I'm begging you,' you eventually said, breaking the silence.
 'Okay,' he said in one quick breath. 'I've fallen for you,' he said, he stood up and ran to the door.
 'Niall! Wait!' you shouted after him, but it was no use. He grabbed the door handle and ran out of the door. You jumped up of the sofa and ran after him, you closed the door behind you. You saw Niall run down the stairs, you lived in a block of apartments, and you lived on the 11th floor, so it was a long way down to the ground floor using the stairs. You ran after him, constantly shouting his name, but he didn't stop, he just kept on running down the stairs.
 'Please Niall, stop!' you shouted after him, and it worked. He turned around and you kept running as you didn't realise he had stopped. You looked down at him and suddenly stopped, realising that he had stopped too. You stood on the stairs looking at each other and the tears streamed down both of your faces.
 'Why did you run off?' you breathed eventually. He looked up at you.
 'I just couldn't face you, I know you don't feel the same, I just couldn't bare seeing you, knowing that you don't love me back,' he said, the tears pouring down his cheeks. You took a few steps nearer to him.
 'But Nia-' you began.
 'No! Don't! Don't lead me on, if you're just going to let me down,' he screamed before continuing to run down the stairs.
 'Niall I love you too!' you screamed after him and falling to the stairs and started crying your eyes out. You sat there crying for a while, and then you eventually stopped. You expected that Niall had run off, run home, but he wasn't, he was sat there next to you. You turned your head to look at him, but he just stayed staring straight in front of him. You just stared at him, taking in how beautiful he had become. It had taken you until now to realise that Niall was the one that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. You moved a little nearer to him but he didn't flinch. You slid nearer to him and then he looked at you and gave a false smile.
 'What's wrong?' you asked, shaking your head confused.
 'You don't love me, you just feel sorry for me,' Niall whispered.
 'Where have you got this idea from that I could never love you? I love you more than anything Nialler,' you whispered back. He looked at you and he smiled, but this time it was definitely real. You took one slide nearer him and now your hips were pressed against each others. He smiled cheekily at you and then put his arm around you. You burrowed into his chest and you started to smile uncontrollably.
 'I love you Niall,' you whispered into his chest.
 'I love you too,' he whispered into your hair, putting his other arm around you and hugging you tightly.

Long Liam Imagine

#Imagine Liam had gone on tour with the rest of the lads and he had been gone for the last 3 weeks. You really missed him, you hadn't seen him since he left. He had phoned you most nights, but it wasn't the same as being there with him. You weren't dating but you and him had been so close every since you was little. Over the past few months you had started to develop some kind of feelings for Liam, but you could never tell anyone. You never wanted anything to ruin yours and Liam's friendship. You lived alone in an apartment in London, and you decided to go on twitter for a while. You logged in and realised you had more followers that usual. You already had quite a few thousand because you and Liam are always tweeting each other. You had a few extra thousand which was a bit unusual. You read through your mentions and they all had the same youtube link pasted onto the end of them. You clicked the link and it was a new One Direction interview with a magazine company that you had never heard of before. You watched the video, it was just Liam. None of the other boys, just Liam, answering question about the band and their music. The interview was just about to end when the woman interviewing the boys pulled a picture out from behind her back and gave it to Liam. You saw his face light up and his smile was bigger than you had ever seen.
 'Liam, who is this girl? We have seen you tweeting and hanging round with her a lot, who is she?' the interviewer said. Liam smirked at the picture and then turned it to the camera. It was a picture of you. Liam took a big sigh and looked into the camera.
 'She's incredible, she's been my best friend every since we were little. I've always had feelings for her, but I don't think she feels the same way. I can't believe I'm telling you this, I just had to tell someone...' Liam said to the interviewer. The camera turned onto the interviewer and she started saying things about their website and magazine. Your heart was racing fast, all this time, Liam had liked you back. And it had taken him until now to tell you. You read through your mentions, lots of them were hate, but you didn't care, you had always got hate for being friends with Liam. But some of the tweets were nice, saying that they hoped you and Liam were happy together, but you really needed to talk to Liam. You picked up your mobile phone and rang Liam's number. It rang for a while, but eventually someone answered.
 'Hello?' said a voice on the other end of the phone.
 'Louis?' you asked.
 'Yeah, it's me,' he said.
 'Is Liam there?' you asked, quite confused that Louis had answered.
 'Yeah, but, erm, he said he's too ashamed to talk to you,' Louis said in one quick breath. You heard someone in the background shout at Louis.
 'Louis, please, put him on the phone. Tell him I want to talk to him,' you begged.
 'Okay then... LIAM! SHE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!' Louis screamed. 'He's coming now, he was just on the toilet,' he told you.
 'Aww, thanks. I'm so glad you told me that,' you told him sarcastically. He laughed and then it went silent. There was a long wait but then finally someone spoke.
 'Hiya,' he said. 'Did you see that interview?' You breathed deep and then you said to him,
 'Yeah, I have.' You heard his voice drop on the other end of the phone.
 'Oh,' he said.
 'No Liam! I have felt the same way about you, I'm phoning to tell you....' you took a big breath. '..that I feel the same way.' There was a long silence, you just sat there, waiting for him to say something.
 'Yo-You mean it?' he eventually stuttered.
 'Of course I mean it Liam, I want to be with you more than anything,' you said down the phone.
 'That's exactly how I feel about you, I can't believe I have waited until now to tell you, I'm such an idiot,' he said, you could hear his voice shaking.
 'No! You're not an idiot! I could have said something as well! But I chose not to, because I was too scared that it would ruin our friendship,' you blurted out.
 'I know! But it just got too much, I love you too much, and I had to tell someone. That someone just happened to be an interviewer, and now everyone know,' he said, his voice was breaking and you heard him beginning to weep.
 'Liam? What's wrong if everyone knows?' you asked him.
 'You're gonna get hate, and it will be all my fault, I don't wanna be the reason that you're unhappy,' he said, you could hear him crying.
'Liam? What are you talking about? You're the reason that I'm happy, not unhappy. I can handle the hate, that's always been something that I've been able to handle. The only thing that would make me unhappy would be if you wouldn't let me be yours,' you said, the tears started falling down your face.
 'R-really?' he said, not even a whisper.
 'Yes! Liam please, don't give up on me, I need you,' you sobbed.
 'I need you too,' he said, his voice going back to normal. You smiled and you heard Liam laugh too. 'So...' he said. 'Will you be my girlfriend,' he asked.
 'Yes, Liam I love you so much,' you told him. He laughed.
 'I love you too,' he said. 'I can't wait to see you, it's been so long. Just a few more days, I'm counting down already..' he told you. You were so happy, a huge smile spread across your face.
 'I can't wait either Liam,' you said, your smile still huge.
 'Okay, well I have to go now baby, I'll see you soon,' he told you.
 'Okay, I'll miss you,' you said, your smile disappearing at the thought of not hearing Liam's voice anymore. You heard him sigh on the other end of the phone.
 'I'll miss you more,' he said. 'I love you.'
 'I love you too,' you said, and then he hung up. You went on twitter, and you was still getting the same mentions, some were hate, but most were nice and kind. You went on Liam's profile and you saw that he had tweeted something new.
 'Please dont send her hate. You no who i meen. We are dating and we r very happy. She makes me happy xxxxx' That's what his tweet said. It made you go all warm inside, you started smiling again, but this time you couldn't stop.

Friday 11 May 2012

Long Louis Imagine


#Imagine you were walking home from work one night, it was summer so it so it was still light outside. You was walking along the pavement, enjoying the warm summer night, when you felt two strong arms around you. You looked down and saw the familiar wristband wrapped around their wrist. It was Louis.
 'Guess who?' he whispered into your ear. You pulled out of his grasp and turned around to face him. You smiled at him and then wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a friendly hug. That's all you and Louis were. Friends. You always had been, you always would be. You had fallen for Louis a long time ago, but eventually you faced the fact that he would never like you back, so you moved on. You didn't see the point in waisting your time on someone that was never going to feel the same way about you. You had told the rest of the boys how you felt, but none of them ever told Louis, you didn't want them to. It would have been so awkward if he ever had found out, and you never wanted to ruin the special friendship you both had.
 'Heya, how are you?' you said pulling back from the hug.
 'I'm good, how are you?' he asked.
 'Yeah, I'm good too,' you said, smiling sweetly. He nodded at you.
 'Good,' he said. He stayed staring into your eyes and then peered down at your hand that was hanging next to your waist. He leaned over and placed his hand on yours, but you pulled it back from  him. He was making the feeling come back, you didn't want him touching you like that. What was happening? Suddenly all these feelings were coming flooding back. 'Hey? What's wrong? I'm not going to hurt you,' he said, grabbing hold of your hand. Your heart began beating fast as yours and Louis' hands were clasped together. 'Follow me,' he said, taking a firm grip on your hand and pulling you back down the street. Your feet were stomping along on the concrete in your golden sandals, it was beginning to get cold.
'Where are we going Louis? I'm getting cold,' you moaned, pulling your hand out of his. He pulled his hand away from yours and took his jumper off of his body and handed it to you.
 'Here, have this. And it's not that far, just a few more steps,' he said as you took the jumper out of his hand. You took your bag of your shoulder and handed it Louis.
'Just hold this for me,' you said as you began struggling to put the jumper on. You pulled it over your head and it made your hair go all messed up. Louis stepped nearer to you and dropped your bag on the floor.
 'Aha, come here,' he said as he ran his fingers through your hair moving it out of your face. He looked deep into your eyes and a smile spread across his tanned face.
'Thanks,' you said blushing and looking down. He had made all these feelings come back, and you knew that Louis would never want you. You was just setting yourself up for another heartbreak.
 'No problem,' he said, grabbing your hand again as he carried on walking. You walked for a little while longer, and then Louis finally turned around and looked at you. 'We're here!' he said looking nervous. You were both stood in the middle of an empty field. No people, no trees, no nothing. You looked around and were expecting to see something exciting, but there was nothing.
 'What are we doing here?' you asked him. He gave a little chuckle. He looked down at the floor and then bit his lip. He looked up at you, his blue eyes big.
 'I just need to talk to you,' he said, turning around and making his way through the long grass. You followed him, and then he suddenly sat down in the grass, and you did the same. It stretched right over your heads, so that no one that was passing by could see you. He took hold of your hands and looked at you. He took a big sigh.
 'Okay, here goes. I, erm, I think I've fallen for you,' he said, as his cheeks began to turn red. You could feel the tears brimming in your eyes, you had already fallen for Louis, you didn't wan to be messed around again.  You pulled your hand away from Louis' quickly and stood up. You turned on your heels and started to make your way through the grass. 'Hey, where you going?' Louis said wrapping his arms around your waist. You grabbed his hands and chucked them off you.
 'No Louis, don't!' you screamed as you turned back to face him. You broke down in tears and collapsed into a heap onto the floor. You wept for a while, and then you felt Louis come and sit down on the muddy grassy floor next to you. You looked across to him and wiped the tears away from your eyes. He breathed a big sigh.
 'What's wrong? I thought you liked me, the boys told me that you did. And I like you too, what's wrong?' he said, as a tear rolled down his cheek. You looked at him as the tears rolled down your face too. You sniffed up.
'I fell for you once, I don't want to have to fall again,' you told him, pulling your knees up to your chin and hugging them. There was a long silence.
 'But I'll be here, to catch you when you fall. I promise, you're not going to be alone, I won't let that happen,' he said as the tears streamed down his face.
 'Louis, no. I can't do it,' you said, turning your head away from him. Of course you wanted to hug him and kiss him, tell him how much you really wanted him. You wanted it more than anything, but you had to try and stay strong. He crawled around to your face and sat back on his knees. He leaned across to you and went in to kiss you, but you jumped up. You had to at least try and stay strong.
 'Please, don't,' you said as the tears began streaming down your face again. If Louis kissed you again, then that would be it, you know that you would fall for him again, and that's not what you wanted.
 'Why are you so scared? I'm not going to leave you this time, I promise. I can't live without you, please. I need you, more than you could ever imagine,' he wept, looking up at you.
 'Lou, that's exactly how I felt this time a few months ago, it hurts doesn't it?' you said, the tears still pouring out of your eyes. Louis might not have been able to stop your heartache, but you could stop his, and you couldn't bare to see him like this. You walked over and knelt down in front of him. You removed his hands that were covering his face because he was crying. You took his hands in yours and lent over to kiss him. He lent over to you and your lips met. You had fallen for him, all over again. But this time it was worth it, because Louis was there for you, to catch you safely in his arms. He moved his hands around onto your back and he layed down on his back, taking you with him. You was layed on top of his chest in the middle of this big field, hidden by all the grass. It was perfect, just Louis and you.

Wednesday 9 May 2012

Long Zayn Imagine

#Imagine you had just been on a date with Zayn. You was walking hand in hand back to your apartment, you had been to Nando's and you had just laughed the whole night. Zayn was amazing, he could make you laugh like no-one else. He was walking you back to your apartment, it was beginning to get cold. You only had your a dress on, and a gust of wind swept past you both. It sent a shiver down your back and made you shudder. Zayn looked at you and cocked his head to one side.
 'Aww, are you cold babe?' he said, squeezing your hand tighter.
 'A little,' you said, shrugging your shoulders. He let go of your hand and took a step back, he reached up around the back of his head and grabbed the soft material of his jumper. He had a Ralph Lauren t-shirt on underneath it, and he pulled his jumper over his head quickly. His t-shirt went up with it too revealing his toned abs, you couldn't help looking.
'Here you go,' he said, taking off the jumper and pulling down his t-shirt. You looked up from his abs at his face, and then smiled. You put your hand on his jumper and grabbed it.
'Thanks,' you whispered, pulling it over your head and moving it down to cover your body. You felt so much better, not only was you warmer, but you lifted up the material up to your face and it smelt just like Zayn. It made you smile. You walked all the way home, you was nearly back to your apartment. All the streets were empty, no cars, no people, no nothing. You were laughing and you just didn't want this night to end. You were just about to cross the street when suddenly Zayn grabbed your waist and pulled you in close. His nose was touching your and his eyes were fixed on yours. His face made it's way round to your ear and you could feel his warm breath tickling your ear.
'I love you so much,' he panted breathing deep. You moved your head back round to his face and placed your hand on the side of his face, moving your thumb up and down his cheek, feeling his smooth skin.
 'I love you too,' you whisper as a smile shoots across Zayn's face. You kiss his lips softly, pulling back quickly. You smiled at him before pulling out of his embrace and walking across the road.
That's when it happened.
Suddenly you heard a mighty screech from behind you, you turned to see what it was. It was a car, hurtling towards you. It knocked you off your feet and sent you flying into the air. But after that, everything went dark.
You woke slowly, your eyes still closed together. You could feel the cold concrete on your back, and you could feel warm arms around your neck. You felt water dripping onto your cheeks. Everything was silent, except for constant sobs. Your eyes opened slowly and saw Zayn peering over you, with tears pouring out of his eyes.
 'Zayn?' you said, hardly a whisper. Zayn sniffed up and peered down at you. You felt his arms tighten around you.
 'It's okay, you're gonna be alright. Shhh, it's gonna be alright,' he whispered to you as he rocked you back and forth. You hurt all over your body, everywhere was bleeding. You lifted up your hand and blood was dripping off it, you looked up to Zayn and the tears began streaming down your face.
 'Zayn, I can't feel my legs,' you said, suddenly feeling really scared. The tears began rolling down his face, he smiled down at you.
 'Everything's gonna be alright, the ambulance is on it's way, everything will be fine,' he said, the tears falling down his face and dripping off his chin onto your cheeks. He began singing your favourite song, still rocking you back and forth.You looked down at his hand on the road. You reached over with your blood drenched hand and placed your hand over Zayn's. You looked up at him, your eyes filling with tears again. You suddenly felt the pain begin to fade away, and the darkness enveloped you.

Beep beep beep. You woke up to the sound of your heart monitor beeping away. You slowly opened your eyes and looked down at your body. No blood, just lots of wires. Every part of your body seemed to have a wire sticking out of it. You were laying in a hospital bed, and you could here all the nurses, talking and running around frantically. You scanned the room, and there he was. Fast asleep in the chair next to your bad, and he had his hand placed on top of yours. He was asleep so you didn't want to wake him up, and you was on so much medication to stop the pain, you probably wouldn't be able to talk to him. You just decided to go back to sleep for a while.
When you woke you heard more than one voice in the room, but you decided to keep your eyes shut for a little while, as you wanted to listen into the conversation.
 'Dude you have to tell her. As soon as she wakes up, you have to!' came a broad Irish accent from the other side of the room. The rest of the boys were here.
 'I can't, not yet. I promise I will, just not yet. Not after everything's just happened. She needs time to adjust first,' Zayn said, you could recognise his voice anywhere.
 'Alright man, well, we'll let you go, see you later, give us a ring if she wakes up,' Louis said opening the rooms door.
 'I will, thanks boys,' Zayn said, seeing them out of the door. He walked over to the bed and sat back down in his chair, taking hold of your hand. 'Tell me I'm doing the right thing? You don't want to marry me yet? I know your sleeping, but..' he took a big sigh. 'Do you?' He wasn't expecting an answer, as he thought you was still sleeping. You didn't know what to do, you wanted to pounce on him and scream at him how much you did want to marry him. You wanted it more than anything in the world. You tried to keep in your joy, but a bit let out. You squeezed his hand tight, and he let go off your hand and jumped up. He gasped loudly as a huge smile split onto your face and your eyes opened. He lent into you, not touching you, but your faces were near. 'I mean it, I want you to be my wife, so, what do you say? Will you marry me?' he whispered, tears brimming in his eyes again. You looked at his eyes and you saw your whole future, everything you ever needed.
 'Zayn, there's only one answer to that, that's yes! I love you so much, more than you could ever imagine, of course it's a yes,' you whispered. He pressed his wet lips against yours and then looked back into your eyes.
 'I love you too,' he whispered. You stayed there looking into each others eyes, you could feel yourself falling deep into his brown eyes, and you never wanted to stop, and you knew that you weren't now for a long time.

Monday 7 May 2012

Long Harry Imagine

Harry's P.O.V
I'd known her since we were born. We had grown up together. We'd been through everything together. She was my best friend, she always had been, she always will be. We were in high school when it all began to change. We got put into different forms, and we hardly ever saw each other. We met up at break times and lunch times, we saw each other out of school as well. But soon, she began to change.
One day, I was sitting in the canteen waiting for her. She walked through the door, her hair swinging over her shoulders. She shot me a smile which made me tingle all over. I'd always had some sort of feelings for her. I felt because I was a few months older than her, I had to look after her. She walked over to the table, and sat down looking at me.
'Hi Harry,' she said.
'Hey, you alright?' I asked.
'Yeah, erm, so have you made any new friends here yet?' she asked, looking down at the table and drawing an invisible pattern with her elegent fingers.
'No not really, there's a few guys in my form that are alright,' I told her. 'Why have you made any?' I asked, starting to eat my ham sandwich.
'Well, erm, yeah I kind of have,' she told me as I carried on eating my sandwich. 'And they have asked me if I want to hang with them today. So, would it be alright if I sat with them, today?' I finished my mouthful of sandwich and nodded.
'Of course, hang with whoever you want,' I said, trying not to sound bothered. But I was. I didn't want her to leave, I wanted her to stay here with me, so that I could look at her, and just be overwhelmed by how beautiful she actually was.
'Great,' she said, smacking her fist on the table and swinging her legs around to the side of the chair. 'I'll meet you after school by the exit?' she said, standing up and standing behind the chair.
'Yeah,' I nodded.
'Okay, bye Harry.'
'Bye.' She didn't meet me after school, she walked home with her 'new friends'.  And that was what it was like every other day for the rest of high school. I just accepted the fact that she had gone, and I was kind of fine with it. But then, she got a boyfriend.


Your P.O.V.


His name was Jake. He was my boyfriend. I don't know why I got so caught up over him, because if I was honest, he wasn't that nice looking.
It was a Saturday night and he came round to my house. He knocked on the door and I ran to answer it. I swung the door back and smiled at him.
'Hiya Jake,' I said, as he stormed into my house and stood in the kitchen.
'Your parents in?' he asked, chewing his gum vigorisly.
'N-No, they've gone out for the night,' you told him.
'Good,' he said, throwing himself onto you. His tongue was all over your face.
'Jake no,' you said, trying to push him off. He pushed you down onto the kitchen and layed onto the top of you. 'Jake! Stop it!' you screamed pushing him off of you. He ran to a drawer in your kitchen and pulled a knife out of it. He pointed it at you as your heart started beating like crazy.
'Now lay down, and stop complaining,' he whispered to you. You layed down as he moved back on top of you. You just stayed still and didn't move, you just wanted it to be over, before it had even started.


Harry's P.O.V


It was about ten o'clock at night when I got a knock on the door. Mum, Gemma and Robin had gone out, and I was all by myself. I opened the door and there she was, standing there. When I opened the door she suddenly burst into tears and ran and gave me a hug.
'Harry I'm so sorry,' she screamed over and over again. I stroked her hair and hugged her back.
'Why are you sorry?' I whispered. She pulled back from the hug and looked at me. She shut the door with her foot.
'I never should have left you. You were the best friend I ever had, I can't believe I just threw all that away,' she cried. This wasn't like her to suddenly just show up, something had to be wrong.
'Babe, what's wrong?' I said, walking towards her and looking deep into her eyes.
'Nothing,' she said, scratching her arm. It seemed to be hurting her. I grabbed it and rolled up her sleeve.
'No Harry! Don't!' she said as I rolled up her sleeve and discovered a huge red mark.
'What's happened? Who's done this to you?' I asked, getting really scared.
'Okay, I'll tell you,' she whispered as she walked over to the sofa and put her head in her hands. I followed her and sat down next to her.
'I got a knock on the door about an hour ago. It was Jake, you know Jake right?' she asked. How did I not know Jake, they were like the David and Victoria of our High School. But she could do so much better than him, he was ugly and had a history of hitting girls, and she is just the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I nodded and carried on listening to her story. 'Well he, erm, he came round and...' she started crying into her hands. I moved closer to her and put my arms around her.
'Shhh, it's alright. You don't have to tell me, shhh,' I whispered, rocking her back and forth in my arms trying to comfort her. It wasn't working very well though.
'No, I can do this,' she said, wiping her tears and sitting up on the sofa. She sat crossed legged facing me and I did the same, and our faces were almost touching. She was in so much pain and I hated seeing her like this. I needed to know what was wrong if it killed me.
'Okay, so he came round, and what did he do? Did he do this to you?' I asked, suddenly realising that, that could've been the case. She sucked in her lips as the tears began streaming down her cheeks once again, she nodded vigoursly. 'Did he hit you?' She shook her head and looked down at the sofa. 'Did-' I took a big breath as I couldn't believe I was about to say this. 'Did he rape you?' Tears began rolling down my cheeks, I just couldn't bare seeing her like this. She nodded at me, and then moved her knees up to her face and hugged her legs. She began crying so loud and I just moved next to her and hugged her so tightly, I was so furious at Jake. How could he have done this to her? If I had her, I would never let her go. I just wanted to go round and knock the shit out of him. I stayed sat there though, rocking back and forth trying to stop her from crying. But it wasn't really working, because I was crying as well.
After hours and hours of endless crying, she sat back and looked at me.
'I, erm, I better go home,' she whispered, as she stood up and walked to the door. She placed a wet kiss on my cheek and it sent a tingle down my spine.  She opened the door and then walked out, before turning around in the doorframe. 'Bye Harry,' she whispered.
'Bye,' I whispered as I waved to her. I didn't know what to do, I so wanted to kill Jake. I knew where abouts he lived, I think. I needed to see him, and cause him some pain. I couldn't just sit back and watch her like this. I didn't even pick anything up, I just walked out the door, not even locking it behind me. I walked in the pouring rain to his house and knocked hard on his front door. There was no answer so I knocked again, an then the door opened.
'Harry? What are you doing here?' There he was. Just the sight of him made me feel sick. I just lept on him. making him fall to the ground and started punching him in the face. About 5 times in the face, and then I stood up.
'Leave her alone!' I screamed at him.
'Who?' He said, sitting up and looking up at me. I knelt down to his angle and looked at him deep in the eyes.
'I mean it, you leave her alone. Or you'll get a lot more than a few punches,' I said right in his face. I stood up and walked out, closing the door behind me. I felt so much better, and the fact that I had hit Jake, and I hadn't been hit once felt so much better. He wouldn't bother her again, I knew how much them punches hurt him. I could see the tears in his eyes.  And if he did ever touch her again, I don't know what I would do.
I walked to her house, I needed to tell her she was safe. I walked up the drive and knocked on the door. She answered and she was standing there in her pyjamas.
'Harry? What are you doing here?' she asked.
'I, erm, I have to tell you something,' I told her, my voice really shaky. She opened the door further and let me in, I walked over to her sofa. She shut the door and then followed me to the sofa. She sat down next to me and looked at me. 'I, erm, I've just been round to Jake's house,' I began, and as I said it, her face dropped.
'What did you do to him?' she whispered.
'Well I hit him! I wasn't just going to sit there while you was in all this pain!' I screamed.
'Harry..' she said, standing up and flinging her arms around my neck. Her hair was covering my face, it smelt amazing. My hands fell around her waist. 'You didn't have to do that. When he left, he text me and told me he was sorry,' she said, smiling. SMILING! As if she was happy about what had just happened.
'Oh so that makes it all okay then? He can just say sorry and you go crawling back to him!' I screamed at her jumping back from the hug, I was so mad at her. How could she be so stupid?
'Harry? I aren't going back to him, I'm never going back to him,' she said, taking a step towards me. 'I told him to go crawl into a hole and die. I never wanna see him again. Plus, I'm in love with someone else,' she said, looking down at the floor. I felt like my heart had just been broken into millions of pieces. After all this time, she still didn't love me.
'Oh, who is it?' I asked trying not to sound sad. She took another step closer to me and leaned into me. Her lips met mine and she kissed me hard. She pulled back and bit her lip.
'It's you,' she told me. I felt a huge smile spread across my face. I was so happy. I picked her up by her waist and span her round as she squealed in relief. Relief from the stupid sleezeball that she used to call her boyfriend. But I had to be careful with her, I could never hurt her. Not that I would anyway, but she was extra fragile after the 'Jake incident'. But I was never going to hurt her anyway, she was my everything. My world. Me.