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Imagine Niall Horan

Pedido: “Quero um imagine cm o Niall q eles brigam pq ele quer fazer um dueto cm uma cantora que ele já ficou e o vídeo seria sensual e os fãs gostam dos dois juntos e não gostam da (s/n) mas no fim da tudo certo”

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Eu estava muito empolgado com minha nova música. E para ficar ainda melhor, terá um clipe. Porém, o clipe terá uma pegada sensual e romântica. E será um dueto. Com a Laís, minha ex. Não foi um namoro, ficamos alguns meses juntos. Todos os fãs gostavam muito do nosso relacionamento, e apoiavam bastante. Isso me tranquiliza muito, dando uma pontinha de certeza que teremos um retorno positivo.

O que me deixa com um pé atrás é a reação dá S/N, a minha namorada. Fico imaginando como ela vai reagir quando eu contar isso à ela.

Entro em casa e a vejo na sala. Assim que me vê, sorri lindamente.

– Oi, amor! - eu disse indo até ela.

– Oi! - lhe dei um beijo rápido. – Como foi a reunião na gravadora?

– Foi tranquila! Minha nova música será um dueto e terá um clipe! – disse animado e ela sorriu ainda mais.

– Jura? Que notícia ótima! E como vai ser o clipe e com quem você vai cantar?? – ela realmente estava empolgada com isso.

– É sobre isso que quero falar com você… O clipe será mais sensual, romântico… Não sei ainda ao certo como será, soube poucos detalhes. - ela assentiu.

– Niall… Não é a coisa mais confortável pra mim, confesso que é estranho. Mas sei que é seu trabalho; por mim não teria problema. - sorri.

– Obrigada! Mas não é isso… É que o dueto será com a Laís… – disse apreensivo.

Sua feição mudou drasticamente. Ela ficou séria e se levantou.

– Com a Laís? Sua ex?

– É… – disse apreensivo. – Mas é como você falou, é o meu trabalho, não é?!

– Niall… Ela é sua ex; vocês já ficaram por um bom tempo. E todos sempre gostaram de vocês juntos. Inclusive, gostam mais dela do que de mim. Ou você se esqueceu tudo que falaram pra mim?

– Não tem nada a ver… Isso faz tanto tempo.

– Pode fazer tempo, mas elas ainda falam que querem vocês dois juntos novamente. Isso seria um empurrão para que voltassem a fazer isso com mais intensidade.

– Você está exagerando. - ela me encarou furiosa.

– Exagerando? Niall, ela é sua ex, vocês vão fazer um clipe sensual juntos. Vai saber como vai ser esse clipe, e o que terão que fazer. Ela ainda é apaixonada por você. Como eu fico nessa história? Como você acha que eu vou me sentir?

– Não é bem assim. E pensa pelo outro lado; isso vai alavancar minha carreira.

– Quer saber? Faça o que você quiser, Niall. Mas lembre-se que suas escolhas possuem consequências. – ela virou e saiu dali completamente brava.

Eu realmente não queria brigar com ele por causa disso, era o que eu mais temia. Eu só queria a compreensão dela. Admito que ela tem uma porcentagem de razão.

Mas eu vou sim fazer o dueto e o clipe com a Laís. Sei que com o tempo a S/A vai se acostumar com essa ideia e vai ficar mais tranquila quanto à isso.

É o que eu espero!

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O clipe foi gravado, e já foi ao ar. Quando foi anunciado que eu e Laís faríamos um dueto todos os fãs foram à loucura, principalmente as meninas. Começaram a tecer comentários como “que bom que vocês voltaram”, “vocês formam um casal lindo, muito melhor que a S/N”. 

Eu me arrependi amargamente por ter feito ela passar por isso. Ela estava cem por cento certa quando disse aquelas coisas, quando disse que iriam voltar a atacá-la com fervor. Mas eu fui egoísta o bastante pra pensar só no bem que isso faria na minha carreira e esquecer o mal que causaria em quem eu mais amo. 

Eu tenho que me redimir com ela, mas ela não me escuta, não fala comigo. E isso está me matando. Todos os dias as palavras dela: “suas escolhas possuem consequências” martelam em minha mente e eu morro de medo de ela terminar tudo comigo. 

Mas eu não vou deixar isso acontecer. Não vou mesmo. 

No caminho para a casa dela, passo em uma floricultura e compro um buquê com suas flores favoritas. Toco a campainha e logo a porta é aberta, me permitindo ver ela. 

– Oi. - digo sem graça.

– Oi. 

– Trouxe pra você! - entrego as flores e vejo um sorriso tímido nascer em seus lábios. 

– Obrigada! – ela o pega das minhas mãos. 

– Nós podemos conversar? – ela me encara e me deixa entrar. 

– Niall, se você veio aqui dizer que você estava certo, que isso foi muito bom pra sua carreira e se você veio se justificar, é melhor nem perder o seu tempo. 

– Eu vim pedir perdão. – ela me encarou surpresa. – Eu fui um idiota, admito. Eu fui egoísta. Egoísta o suficiente pra pensar só em mim, pensar na minha carreira e na alavancada que ela iria dar se eu fizesse isso. E eu esqueci de você, não pensei em você e no mal que isso tudo poderia te causar. – respirei fundo. –  Não vou negar que isso fez bem pra minha carreira. Estado todo mundo animado com a música e o clipe. Mas eu destruí o nosso relacionamento, e me arrependo muito disso. Eu não queria fazer você passar por tudo isso, e nem que escutasse esses comentários. 

– Eu já estou acostumada! – deu de ombros. 

– Não importa. Eu fiz você passar por isso de novo por um capricho meu. Eu só quero o seu perdão. Eu amo você! – ela sorriu.

– Niall… Você realmente foi egoísta! Mas tudo bem. Eu acho que exagerei um pouco também. Acabei me deixando levar pelo ciúme, ou algo assim. 

– Então você me perdoa? – ela sorriu. 

– Sim! 

Sorrindo abertamente, fui em sua direção e a beijei com carinho. Eu estava completamente aliviado e feliz. 

– E quando vão lançar o clipe? 

– Nessa semana… E você vai comigo na festa! – ela riu.

– Posso pensar no seu caso! – ri e a beijei novamente. 


[…]

/Helo^^


Espero que tenham gostado!

Alright, I’m not gonna reblog/deal with it anymore. But know this: This Blog Willl Defend The 1D Girlfriends/Ex-Girlfriends Until The End Of Time. Because considering how much the fandom brags about being a safe space and LGBT+ friendly and feminist, the slut-shaming and horrifying sexism targeted at these girls is out of control and really fucking vile.

A Member of 1D is Your EX (Narry/4 Preference)

Request: can you do a preference where a member of 1D is your ex 4/4?

Word Count: 1,897

I only did Narry/4 because they were kind of long. Message me if you want Lilo/4! 

Imagine Masterlist

Originally posted by the1dlads

Harry:

It was hard. Seeing his face everywhere. You couldn’t turn on the TV or listen to the radio without one of their songs or a commercial filling your ears. Before the break up, it was great. You would smile like an idiot every time you heard his voice in an unexpected place, but now, it is just a reminder of the boy you used to know. Christ, he even showed up when you were in the grocery store. You were walking down the aisle and you glanced into the freezer section to see his face on a box of chicken nuggets. “What the hell” you mutter to yourself lowly. You raced away from the reminder and head to the checkout lane, only to hear the first chords of night changes come on over the speakers. You laughed at yourself knowing that you could never escape the constant reminders of your last relationship. Three years is a long time to spend with someone. You don’t know why you thought you could just forget about him. The curly haired boy you met when you were sixteen still completely owns your heart. Just when you put everything in your car to head home, your phone rang.

“Hello?” You questioned because you didn’t recognize the number.

“Hey, Y/N? It’s Niall.” You were shocked to hear a thick Irish Accent on the end of your line.

“Hey Ni, what’s up?”

“Are you in L.A. right now?”

“Yes?” you said raising an eyebrow.

“How fast can you get to The Nice Guy?”

“That club you guys like? I mean, I’m about twenty minutes away, but-”

“Great, I need you. Harry is out of contr- NO! HARRY YOU”VE HAD ENOUGH!” You hear him scream and the line cuts off. Shit.

You made a U-turn and headed towards downtown.

You pulled up to see about twenty paparazzi outside the club, cameras flashing. You sighed and parked down the block to avoid them recognizing your car. Being the girlfriend of the famous Harry Styles for over three years meant that you were on the pap’s radar. You got out of the car and headed to the back entrance of the club.

“Hey, Mac.” You smiled politely at the guard.

“Hey Miss Y/N. Haven’t seen you for a while.” He smiled and stepped aside, allowing you to enter. You walked around for a minute, trying to spot one of the guys. Soon you found Niall, and not far behind him was a clearly intoxicated Harry. You took a deep breath and moved forward.

“Y/N! Thank God!” Niall sighed when he saw you.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong with Harry?” Your voice sounded more worried than you wanted to portray.

“He’s been miserable since, well, you know, and I finally got him to go out and have some fun, but now he won’t stop drinking. I lost track at 7 beers and 6 tequila shots and he won’t stop when I tell him to. Maybe he will listen to you so he won’t die of alcohol poisoning.” He looked desperate and you couldn’t stand the thought of anything bad happening to Harry. Even if you two weren’t together, you will always love him.

“Okay.” You sighed walking past him and up to Harry’s back and tapped him shoulder. He wobbled around to face you and his jaw dropped.

“Y/N?” He asked, obviously shocked to see you.

“Harry, what are you doing?” You gestured to the mixed drink in his hand, but he didn’t answer.

“Y/N?” He repeated himself, still clearly in shock.

“C’mon Harry, let’s get you home, okay?” You smiled trying to get him to go with you. He looked at your outstretched hand for a moment before taking it. You smiled at Niall as you led Harry towards the back door.

“Slow down, I think I’m going to be sick.” He mumbled as you walked out towards your car.

“Oh, no. Just breathe, okay? We will be back at my apartment soon.” You slung his arm over your shoulder and wrapped your other arm around his waist to hold him up.

“Your apartment?” he hiccupped and you nodded.

“I am not leaving you alone when you are this drunk. You could hurt yourself or someone else.” You sighed as you finally reached your car. You opened the passenger door and helped him in, buckling his seatbelt as he stared at you.

“What?” you chuckle lightly, causing a shit-eating grin to appear on his lips.

“You’re just really beautiful.” He slurred before you shut the door in his face to walk to the driver’s side. You got in and started the engine before pulling off the curb and heading back to your apartment. “Did you hear me?” He whispered poking your cheek.

“Yes, Harry. I did, but you shouldn’t say things like that to me anymore.” You smiled sympathetically at him, but he frowned.

“I still love you.” He said, a little louder.

“Harry…” you sigh as you pull into the parking lot of your building.

“What?” He whines, placing a hand on your cheek. “I do.”

“C’mon, let’s go upstairs, okay?” You say as you go to help him out of the car.

You unlocked the door to your apartment and took Harry into the bedroom.

“Do you still feel sick Harry?” You ask him, but he just shook his head and laid on the bed. You sigh when you realize he had passed out. You untie his shoes and take off his ridiculously tight skinny jeans before tucking him into your bed. You decide to sleep on the couch in the room next door, but for some reason, you can’t fall asleep. You keep thinking about what he said. Its something that you dreamt about a lot since he left. Does he still love you?

Niall:

Living in Mullingar was great. You had grown up there and all of your family lived there and that is where you met Niall. Both your families were really close so you basically grew up together, but once you both hit fifteen, you started to notice the little things about him. How his bright blue eyes would scrunch up when he laughed, how his arms would flex when he played his guitar, and how he would smile every time you walked into the room. He noticed things about you too. How you were developing curves ever so slightly and how your big eyes would lock with his when you guys talked. You guys inevitably started dating and it was great, for a while. He was an amazing boyfriend. He wasn’t like those guys that acted all different when he was alone with you versus when he was with his friends. He was always Niall. Once Niall left for the X-factor, everything changed. He promised you that he would call you every day, which he did for the first few weeks, but the calls became scattered and before you knew it, you hadn’t seen him in months. That was a lot to handle for a sixteen year old and eventually, you couldn’t handle it anymore.

Now you were twenty-one years old and you were accustomed to seeing Niall everywhere even though you hadn’t seen him really in almost five years.

Your family was having their annual St. Patrick’s Day barbeque this Saturday and you knew Niall would be attending for the first time since you guys were fifteen. You thought nothing of seeing him again. You knew you had both grown up and dated other people.

You arrived at your parents place, seeing everyone from your extended family and Niall’s as well. You first saw Maura, Niall’s mom, and your mom talking on the deck.

“Y/N! I haven’t seen you in so long dear!” You heard Maura’s voice and then felt her arms around you.

“Hi, Ms. Maura! I know Its been so long!” You smile, pulling away.

“Niall is over there if you want to see him.” She winked, pointing towards the open bar. You chuckled at her subtlety. Your parents always wanted you two to end up together. It was no secret that they were more devastated than you were when you and Niall ended things all those years ago, but to humor them, you walked over to the bar where you saw a head of blonde hair laughing it up with the bartender.

“I don’t understand why everyone laughs at the way I say tirty seven. It’s a number!” You giggle softly as you overhear the end of his conversation and his head whips around quickly.

“Y/N. I knew I recognized that laugh.” He smiled. That same smile that makes his eyes crinkle. He walked towards you slowly and wraps his arms around your waist. You can hear a chorus of ‘Awes’ coming from a group of ladies behind you. “I missed you.” You heard him whisper into the skin of your neck. It sent shivers down your spine.

“I missed you too Ni.” You pulled away from him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look in his eyes. You never thought that Niall could make your stomach flip and your cheeks blush like you were a child again, but he did, and it scared the hell out of you.

“Why don’t we go inside where there isn’t an audience?” He chuckled gesturing to the pack of middle aged family members that had gathered to watch your reunion. You giggle softly and nodded.

He led you into the kitchen and up the stairs to your old bedroom. You hadn’t been in here in two years or more, but your parents kept it the same in case you ever wanted to spend the night at their place.

“Your room looks exactly the same.” He chuckled, walking around and looking at the purple walls.

“Yeah, I never really came back in here after I moved to the apartment.” You sighed, sitting on your old twin bed.

“You look good.” He said quietly causing you to look up from your hands.

“Thanks Ni, you do too.” You said politely, trying not to let him know how he was effecting you.

There was a long pause that was kind of awkward before he spoke again.

“I’m really sorry about how I treated you back then. You deserved so much bett-” You cut him off before he could bring back all of those old feelings.

“Its okay Niall. Its ancient history. We were young and stupid.” You stood up and put your hand on his shoulder.

“I still think about you, you know. Every girl I date…I compare her to you…and none of them compare.” He turned slowly, placing a hand on your cheek. You really didn’t know what to say. Sure, you thought about him too, but its been five years.

“Niall-” you started, but he didn’t give you a chance to say anything before he kissed you. It felt like you had been waiting for this kiss since the day he left for the X-factor. His lips felt the same as they did when you were a teenager, but different at the same time. He was a bit rougher, more confident, and he bit your lip, which you don’t remember him doing. Once you pulled away, you both just stared into each other’s eyes.

“Woah.”