Hello, first of all big fan of your writing :) I am quite bad at the whole "forgive and forget" thing.. when I have an argument with someone and they say something (hurtful) it just keeps going trough my mind and I just have trouble being like "Okay he/she was upset prob didnt mean it" and can stay upset for a bit. ofc not over stupid shit (I aint a psycho). Could you make an blurb/imagine about Niall would handle this? xxx love ya lots
Forgive and forget. Those two words are spoken with such conviction and ease when someone says them. However they are the epitome of “easier said than done”…at least they were for me. I forgave, too quickly most of the time. I didn’t like conflict but I also didn’t shy away from it. I was one of those people who kept my mouth shut and my head down until someone said something I considered was over the line and then I was at the ready to argue my point.
But with Niall it was different. We never fought or at least seldom enough that I could say “we never fought”. He was laid back and I was laid back. So the necessity to argue a point never really came up. It seemed unnecessary to keep anything resembling an argument going we could be talking or laughing or kissing…or fucking.
So when the argument between us started, it just kind of hit out of nowhere. I couldn’t even tell you now what started it. He was watching a golf tournament on TV, I was reading the news on my iPad…his head was laying on my thigh while my fingers gently played in his hair. Usually nights that started out like that ended up with a steamy fuck against the wall or on the kitchen counter.
I was prone to reading under my breath, something he said annoyed him at first when we started dating but he’d grown used to now. He said that it calmed him to hear me breathing words out like they were mere whispers on my tongue. What he failed to mention was that he didn’t always feel that way.
“Babe…” I heard him say it but I didn’t acknowledge it right away. I was reading a story about Syrian refugees.
“Hey…” He said softly.
I didn’t answer again. I as almost done and it’s rude to interrupt people when they’re reading.
I felt his finger lift up and turn my chin towards him,
“Little loud over there aren’t we?” He said, a tiny smile cracked on his face.
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