niall horan you are ruining my life

Loving with a Little Twist by hrrytomlinson

Summary:

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know Niall! I just promised my mother I’m bringing my boyfriend - a boyfriend I don’t have - to Thanksgiving dinner. What should I do? I can’t call back and be like, ‘Oh yeah mom, that boyfriend I said that I have, I don’t actually have. Sorry to disappoint you.’ My life is ruined.” Harry returns to suffocating himself with the pillow.

Niall laughs and Harry growls at his best friend’s unwarranted happiness in this life-ending situation. Harry is fucked. Fuck. He needs a boyfriend. Fuck.

Harry/Louis Thanksgiving themed fake/pretend relationship // word count: 29k

  • Me: wow it's been like a full 24 hours since one direction ruined my life i feel so at peace the sun is shining the tank is cleeeaa-
  • New song: gets leaked
  • Me: you sneaky mother fuckers

ME LISTENING TO MITAM: 

Hey Angel: I wish I could be more like you too, Louis.

Drag Me Down: *dramatically whips hair when the beat drops*

Perfect: I feel directly attacked by Harry’s rasp. 

Infinity: *cries and takes 7 pain killers to dull the pain in my heart*

End of the Day: ME HER AND THE MOOOOOONNNNNNN

If I Could Fly: *sobs* also that harmony when they’re all like “im completely defenseless” in the second bit damn really tuggin on the ol’ heart strings there

Long Way Down: Again…feeling directly targeted by Harry’s rasp. 

Never Enough: *beat takes over* 

Olivia: NO WAY

What a Feeling: This. This is my jam. *screams chorus*

Love You Goodbye: Why would anyone in their right minds ever walk out of their lives?

I Want to Write You A Song: *standards for a potential lover gets 10000 times higher*

History: *mentally envisions polaroids of the boys throughout the years*

Temporary Fix: Harry’s verse is ruining my life. 

Walking in the Wind: *sobs over hiatus*

Wolves: v i i b b b e e e e s s s s

A.M.: “Won’t you stay ‘til the am?” I mean if you insist. 

let me describe what it was like meeting Harry styles. I didn’t get a picture, but it was still a moment I’ll never forget and I don’t even need a photo to remember. So I ran into him on the street (which never fucking happens) and somehow there weren’t a whole bunch of people around him and I was so nervous my heart was practically beating out of my chest and I went up to him, petrified and he looked at me and almost laughed at how nervous I was and then I went “Uh,” and then I held out a hand for him to shake because I’m an idiot and he frowned then smirked and took it, but I got really frustrated with myself and just tugged him against me and pulled him into a really tight hug and I sort of just buried my face in his neck and my breath was really shaky but I didn’t let go and he was very patient and waited for me to let go on my own and then he looked at me straight in the eye and went “that was the best hug I’ve ever had” and I was still shaking and I was still holding onto his hand but he was chill with it and I said “I practiced it with my friend like ten times” and then laughed, while I was almost crying but managing to keep my calm and he smiled really big and let me just say when he talks to you, he stays really close and looks literally into your soul like I had his full attention and I’m really bad with attention and so I had to force myself to look at him and even tho I’ve loved him for as long as I can remember I was kind of uncomfortable with the amount of attention he was giving me but then I continued and said, “I just want to thank you because one direction has been a huge part of my life for five years and you’ve been such a support in the hardest times” and I kinda insulted myself without realizing and he told me “no no no you’re beautiful” and then I started running my mouth and he listened to every word and oh my god he is incredible he is so incredibly polite i’m pretty sure he thanked me twelve times throughout the conversation and asked me if I was ok a billion times and I asked if HE was ok and he looked kind of shocked and then said he was very ok and oh my god he’s the most amazing person in the world and then I was just like ok enough imma leave before I break down so “I should go, see ya” and he sort of chuckled and his voice was super raspy and he said bye and hugged me one last time and then I left and once he was out of sight I started sobbing bc he smelled so good and I had to pry my eyes away from his chest because his shirt was a bit unbuttoned and his hair was up and his cross necklace omg and his eyes were so pretty and his lips were really pink and his dimples omg and his fucking eyebrows and jawline and his skin and his smile and his cheeks were kinda blushy and he was so intimate and real and right in front of me and everything I dreamed he’d be and he actually is a pretty normal person I thought he would be a bunch taller but he stands about 5′11″ at most and he is every amazing thing I thought he was and he is so gentle and kind and then I called my mom to come pick me up because I was alone and freaking out and I got in the car and she was like “omg why are you crying” and I was like “I just met the love of my life” and she was like “why is that a bad thing” and I told her the story and at the end, we both talked at the same time, me saying “and he won’t remember me” and my mom saying, “he’ll probably remember you forever” and I swear to god that day ruined me emotionally and this is the biggest run on sentence I’ve ever seen.

You and Harry are Friends with Benefits (pt. iv)

much much requested and much much love to @meghanannexx

M A S T E R L I S T

He spent the next few days trying to make you believe him.

He refused to hang out with the many beautiful models waiting on him hand and foot and chose to lay by your side, even if you weren’t feeling up for kissing him.

Having him by your side did increase your happiness and the fact that he was all yours, only yours and truly yours made your head spin beyond belief. But whenever you looked into his emerald green eyes, all you remembered was Zayn’s hazel ones.

The taste of Harry’s lips and the taste of Zayn’s.

About two weeks after you and Harry got together did you finally piece it together: You couldn’t move on with Harry if you were still thinking about what could’ve been with Zayn.

“Haz?” You pull your hand away from his hair and he looks up at you, from where he rests his head on your lap. The television was on and with your feet propped up on the coffee table, you watched old reruns of Supernatural while Harry scrolled through Twitter absentmindedly. But when you said his name, he immediately turned his attention to you. “Uh…I’m going to meet up with Zayn for dinner, is that okay?”

You can see the hesitation in his eyes. But it passes just as quickly as it came. He forces a smile, “No problem, kitten. I’ll order Chinese, or something.”

A stab of guilt pierces you. “Are you sure?” You blurt out, “I can cancel I mean I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, especially since–”

Harry’s response was short, “Just go.”

You didn’t want to push anything.

You knew it was frustrating him that you were barely giving him a chance, but…no. You were going to go meet Zayn tonight and talk it all out. You smile down at him, “Once I get back, we’ll do whatever you want.”

Harry lights up, “Whatever I want?”

You bend your head down and gently place a soft kiss on his lips. He sucks in a breath. 

“Whatever you want,” you whisper against his mouth.


“You’re with Harry now?”

Zayn looks different. Older. More mature. Or maybe that’s because he isn’t looking at you. His eyes are darting everywhere in the restaurant – even at different tables…everywhere but you.

“Yeah,” you murmur under your breath. “How are you?”

He slams his fists down on the table and your glassware shakes. He growls, “Are you seriously asking me that? How am I? How am I after a girl I so obviously liked and kissed turns out to be dating another man??”

You wince, “Zayn, I–”

“Why am I even here…” he breaths and it’s not a question. 

Before he can say anything else, though, you quickly interrupt him, “Zayn, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lead you on but at the same time you liked me…I was in love with Harry. I’m–”

Zayn sinks back into his chair. He finally looks at you. But when he does, you almost wished he hadn’t. His eyes weren’t warm and kind anymore, they were cruel and piercing. His words were even sharper. “Harry won’t love you, you know?”

You raise an eyebrow, “What?”

Zayn scoffs, “You think Harry, the man-whore of One Direction, will fall for such a simple, plain–” you feel tears sting the folds of your eyes. “–Helpless girl like you?”

Then, as you see a snarky smile take the place of his gentle frown, you realized what you came for.

Not to find out what you and Zayn could’ve been.

Not even to talk it all out.

You wanted closure.

And you got it.

The devil just delivered it.

“Thank you,” you force a smile, standing up. He’s still smirking. “Thank you for proving to me that I chose the right knight.”

“You didn’t,” Zayn speaks up, once you turn your back on him.

Tears stream down your cheeks as you laugh, “That’s what losers say.”


When you get back home, you didn’t expect Harry to be awake.

You really didn’t expect it because you didn’t even bother wiping your tear-stained cheeks before you walked through the door and now it was too late. Harry looked up at you from where he sat on the couch and he immediately got on his feet.

“What happened?” Harry barely gets to you in time when your knees start shaking and you fall into his arms. “What did he do to you? Tell me and I’ll sue him. I’ll make sure he never earns a single penny in his life ever again, I promise–”

And when you start laughing, you surprise the both of you.

“I believe you, Harry!” You manage to squeeze out between fits of laughter.

His expression softens and you can see a grin forming on his lips. He pulls you closer, “Believe me?”

“You love me,” you say those three words with your eyes wide and lips parted. Harry smiles widen. “You love me, don’t you? You truly love me.”

Harry nods once. Then twice. Then three times.

“I was so blind before, but now I see it. Everywhere.” You reach up and trace his crooked brow with your shaking fingers. “You have always loved me.”

Harry almost crushes you with his arms. He yells, “ZAYN FUCKING MALIK. YOU MADE HER CRY, BUT THEN YOU MADE HER BELIEVE ME. UNPREDICTABLE, DIDN’T I ALWAYS CALL YOU THAT? Unbelievable.”

A Tribute As To Why Niall Horan Has Ruined My Life

I was quite proud of how well my original Harry Tribute went that I’ve decided that I will most likely do one for each boy. So, this is from the “Phenome-Niall Horan” file.

So without further ado:

I AM CONVINCED THIS IS HOW YOU WOULD KISS A GIRL AND IT LITERALLY TORTURES ME AND KEEPS ME UP AT NIGHT STOP

And:

I hope you know that you literally have the flattest bum I’ve ever seen besides Liam and that this kills me and you’re an asshole. But I love you.

Next:

When I first saw this I literally gasped and threw my phone across the room and cried for ten minutes. WHO SAID YOU COULD GROW CHEST HAIR YOU DIDN’T ASK PERMISSION AND I’M NOT OKAY

And then:

Do you know how I identify this picture? I once went to Google looking for this picture and I typed in “Niall Horan wearing that sweater in that video diary.” AND. IT. SHOWED. UP. THIS IS WHEN YOU GIGGLE OBSESSIVELY AND ZAYN JUST STARES AT YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVE SUCH A CUTE GIGGLE.

Then:

This entire fandom revolves around Harry’s long skinny legs and we never ever talk about yours and it’s a shame really BECAUSE LOOK AT YOUR STUPID OUTFIT. YOU COULD WEAR LEGGINGS AND A LONG TOP AND I WOULDN’T EVEN KNOW THE DIFFERENCE. YOU’RE LITERALLY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PRINCE ON THE PLANET. Niall. I’m literally begging you to STOP. TOUCHING. YOUR. CROTCH.

I’m so mad:

You’ve made me want to join a sorority. YOU LITERALLY ARE SO VERSATILE IN EVERY STYLE AND I DON’T KNOW HOW TO BREATHE. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU’RE ABOUT TO GO ICE SKATING BEFORE THE GAME AND I JUST WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND AND DRINK HOT CHOCOLATE WITH YOU ON A PARK BENCH.

I just:

GOOD LUCK TO YOU GETTING MARRIED BECAUSE WHEN YOUR WIFE WALKS DOWN THE AISLE AND SHE SEES YOU LOOKING AT HER LIKE THIS SHE’S GOING TO FALL APART IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CHURCH BECAUSE YOU SHOULD BE BANNED FROM WEARING SUITS.

THIS:

YOUR STUPID SMIRK WILL LITERALLY BE THE DEATH OF ME. YOU’RE A SMUG LITTLE IRISHMAN AND I CAN’T STAND YOU

Why:

This is the most traumatizing outfit in the world. Do you know what this did to me? WHY ARE YOU SO CUDDLEABLE? ZAYN IS THE LUCKIEST MAN ON THE PLANET BECAUSE HE’S PROBABLY THE FIRST ONE YOU GO TO WHEN YOU WANT TO CUDDLE. YOU WEAR THIS SWEATSHIRT AND BLUE JEANS AND LOOK LIKE YOU WANT TO BAKE COOKIES ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON AND DO THE CROSSWORD PUZZLE ON THE COUCH WHILE WE WAIT FOR THEM TO COOL. STOP.

Death:

I can’t even. Like, honestly. Why. When did you get biceps? How did you do this? Did you PURPOSEFULLY wear a white tank so that it would stick to your stupid body. Niall, you are gorgeously breathtaking and I hope you never ever change. And please never ever do this ever again.

STAPH:

You are One Direction’s biggest fan and it is agonizing. You make me want to punch a wall you’re so frustrating. This is the background on your phone. Can you please stop because I literally can’t take this. Please, just stop.

No:

You shouldn’t have been given that lifetime golf thing you received in 2014 because YOU CANNOT WEAR GOLFING OUTFITS EVER OR MY HEART WILL IMPLODE AND I BET YOU DON’T WANT TO BE SUED FOR MY DEATH BECAUSE YOU WENT GOLFING.

Nope:

I’m still so mad at you. I want to pinch your bum. I don’t even care. Like why. Did you really think this was okay? I’m so frustrated. Knock it off. I’m still crying about this. Like you have the cutest little bum in the world.

Like. Please:

Again, you are the biggest fangirl in the world and I can’t believe you did this to yourself. You should be considered a self-absorbed asshole and instead you’re just a fluffy little leprechaun who occasionally dances who loves his four best friends and it’s honestly getting on my nerves, Niall.

I don’t understand:

I’ve wanted to be a princess my whole entire life ever since I watched Cinderella as a four year old and 15 years later my dreams are destroyed because NIALL HORAN WEARS A TIARA BETTER THAN ANY GIRL I KNOW.

Nugh:

DON’T EVER DO THIS AGAIN. YOU WOULD DO THIS AT A BAR AND THEN I’D DROOL ALL OVER THE PLACE.

This destroyed me:

Your guitar playing is literally the cutest thing in the world. Your outfit makes me really upset and your hair makes me want to pet you while we sip tea in bed on a snowy day while we watch Christmas movies.

Like:

You’re like the biggest dork on the planet and I shouldn’t even like you as much as I do and it’s unreal. You’re 83% Irish and 17% hair dye. Why did you do this? You’re so giggly and silly and like I want to throw myself off a cliff.

Same:

You poor baby. You’re so gullible you were tricked by your four best friends. I feel this spiritually. You poor gullible little angel fell for it. You are my spirit animal and the boys are all my friends.

I’m going to explode:

I HATE THIS OUTFIT SO MUCH. YOUR PANTS ARE WAY TO TIGHT AND I CAN SEE THE SCAR FROM YOUR SURGERY AND IT MAKES ME CRY. YOUR ARMS GIVE ME HEART ARRHYTHMIA AND WHO SAID IT WAS OKAY FOR YOU TO WEAR A PLAID TANK SHIRT THING. I want to kiss your little round nose and fall asleep on your shoulder.

STOP STOP STOP:

SOCCER NIALL NEEDS TO STOP. You have no chill. I want to kiss the skin between your socks and your shorts and I want to give you back massages and tickle your feet. I can’t stand you, you make my heart throw up.

but:

YOU’RE A REAL LEPRECHAUN. LIKE WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS. YOU’RE ACTUALLY OBNOXIOUS AND YOU MAKE EVERY MUSCLE IN MY BODY ACHE WITH EMOTIONS FOR YOU. STOP.

Absolutely not:

This actually makes me want to exist in another universe because clearly you don’t exist in this one. This is unreal. YOUR BUM IS SO GODDAMN CUTE. You’re way too into this. You were so excited to do this, weren’t you. I actually can’t. You’re precious.

Finally:

1DDAY WAS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT. WHERE DO YOU PUT THAT THING IN THOSE STUPID SKINNY JEANS YOU WEAR? STOP. JUST STOP.

Bye, Niall I love you!

Thank you to 5 boys who had a dream, lost the X Factor & yet won the world. Thank you to the boys who stayed United even when 5 became 4. Thank you for giving me such crazy friends and creating the best fandom. Thank you for everything this past 5 years have brought us as a fandom. Oh and Thank you for ruining my life as well.

3. ;))

Alright, you were put on this earth to torture me, Emma. God damn it, I can’t get enough of him. I love him so much. Shit. That asshole has ruined my life but I really don’t care… xxx

Niall Imagine - People from the past (Part 1)

Sorry for not updating yesterday!! I was reallllly busy!! x

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“oh- you remember my friend from Mullingar that I always tell you about?” Niall says to me as we’re just lying on the couch; my head placed in his lap as he twirls strands of my hair around his fingers.
“Leah?” I ask, remembering him telling me lots of stories about a friend he had through middle school but she moved from Ireland to some place else he doesn’t remember.
“Yep. She’s coming to London for a few days.” He says.
“That’s great! You should invite her over for dinner!” I say, excited to meet her as he always tells me stories about the stupid things they did together.
“Can I maybe invite her to stay the few days with us? She hasn’t booked a hotel yet and I’d love for her to meet the boys as well?” he asks and I nod with a smile on my face.
“Sure. She sounds nice.” I say and Niall looks at me with his bright eyes.
“Are you sure it’s okay?” he asks and I nod.
“Yeah. I’ll make up the guest room for her and we always have more than enough food. Besides, it’ll be great to have someone around the house when you need to record.” I say, maybe I’ll even get a new friend!
“You’re the best girlfriend ever. I love you so much.” Niall says, leaning over and pressing a kiss to my lips.
Niall passed on the invitation to Leah and she accepted. She’s coming to London today, and Niall needs to leave in a few minutes so he can pick her up from the airport.
“Okay. I’ll be back in about an hour, baby. Love you.” Niall says, kissing my cheek before rushing out the door.
Minutes after he leaves, I head to the kitchen to start the dinner I have planned.
I’m going to make roast beef with gravy and mash potatoes, as well as a vegetable bake. I also prepared a hot fudge pudding since Niall told me that is her favorite.
As I am stirring the gravy to get the right consistency, I hear the front door open and Niall’s laughter fill the house.
“And then the guy in front of me started crying because he was laughing so hard! I never laughed so hard in my entire life!” I hear a female voice, and I assume it’s Leah.
Her voice sounds oddly familiar.
“Babe? Where are you?” I hear Niall yell and I wipe my hands on a kitchen towel as I call back.
“In the kitchen!” I call and I hear their footsteps coming my way.
“Hey, baby. How’s dinner coming?” Niall asks he pecks my lip, till blocking my few of Leah.
“Great! It should be done in a few minutes.” I say and finally Niall scoots out of the way and introduces me to Leah.
“Y/N, this is Leah. Leah, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” Niall says and my mouth falls open in shock.
Standing in front of me is Leah Andrews. The girl who literally ruined my high school years. She bullied me, dared a guy to date me and claimed that I cheated on a final exam so I had to redo an entire year of high school!
“Hi! Niall has told me so much about you!” she exclaims, pulling me into a hug.
“Well don’t you look different.” She whispers into my ear before she pulls back.
I still stare at her in shock but Niall pulls me from my thoughts.
“Babe? Aren’t you going to say ‘hi’ or something?” he says and I shake my head to get the horrible flashbacks out.
“Uh- Hi, Leah.” Is all I can manage before I turn back to the stove.
She flashes a cocky smile to me before turning to Niall.
“I’m dead tired. Would you mind carrying my things to my room for me, Ni?” she asks and the more I hear her voice, the more I feel like I’m about to throw up.
“Sure, love. I’ll be right down.” Niall says before walking out of the kitchen.
“Listen here, Y/N. I know you didn’t expect to see me here, so you better not tell anything about our past, got that?” she says and I feel a sudden wave of confidence creeping over me.
“No. I’m not the same girl who let you walk all over her in high school. You ruined my life once, I’m not letting you to that again.” I say and she stares at me in shock before regaining her composure.
“Just remember that I had Niall first, and no matter what happens, everyone always trust the people they’ve known longer the most.” She says and it feels like I can explode of anger.

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