imagine for Angel with Niall i wrote 3 You sit awkwardly in your chair, waiting for Niall to arrive, along with the boys. Looking down at your legs, you frown, knowing he isn’t going to approve of your weight loss. Your legs used to be almost twice the size they are now, so you know he’ll notice. “Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me. But bear this in-” You feel your phone vibrating as you hear your ringtone plays out loud, you humming along to the song. You grab your phone and check the text you just got. As you stand up, you reply, and look around the room, searching for Niall or any of the other boys. “Angel, is that you?” You hear Niall call out from behind you. You turn around and see Niall standing right behind you. “Niall!” You yell and run up to him, immediately jumping into his arms. “Babe, I’ve missed you so much.” He says as he embraces you, his arms wrapped tightly around your now smaller waist. “You look so different. You lost so much weight. I know this might sound dumb, but I’m kinda worried.” You frown knowing, he is truly worried for you. “I knew you would be worried. I just….I couldn’t stand my weight. I…I’m so sorry Niall.” Your eyes start to get watery, tears forming in your eyes. “It’s okay,Angel. I promise you, we’ll work through this together. Please, don’t cry.” He begged, before reaching his thumb across your cheek, and wiping your tears away. number 2: “I’m on my way. Yes, right outside.” Niall answered you through the phone as he drove to the flat that you two shared. “I’m here at the parking lot. Can’t wait to see you. Love you, too. Bye.” He says right before hanging up on you. You stand in front of the door, waiting for him. You put your hand on the door knob, not even sure you’ll be able to open it. You didn’t want Niall to see you. He would be ashamed. You had promised him you wouldn’t do it again right before he left for the tour. “I’m home! Open up.” He says while he knocks weakly on the door. Instantly, you open it, deciding it’s better if you face him now. The smile that is plastered on his face, turns into a frown, the instant he lays his eyes on you. He comes inside and sets his bags aside. “Angel, you promised me you wouldn’t binge anymore. You promised me you would continue eating like you were before. What happened, love?” He asks, cupping your cheeks in his large, soft hands, his light blue, worried eyes staring into your round, brown orbs. “I didn’t mean to. I just started one day when I felt insecure. I felt so alone, so ugly. I had to binge. I’m really sorry I broke my promise.” By now tears were streaming down your face like a cascading waterfall. All Niall did was hold you in his arms, comforting you. He leaned down and kissed your forehead. “It’ll get better. I’m here now.” number 3 The minute he approached you at the airport you knew he noticed your dramatic weight loss. You could tell. His usually bubbly expression, turned into a more saddened one. You smiled, nothing else could be done. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” You asked Niall as he stood right in front of you. He quickly ran his lips into yours, his tongue easily finding it’s way to yours. His hands gripped on your small waist, holding you close to his body. He deepened the kiss, before he let it go. “Does that answer your question?” He said with a smirk, his mood suddenly changing. “Well…..” You said looking down at the ground. He chuckled and said, “I’m so glad to be with you, love. I’ve missed you more than you can imagine.” You couldn’t help blushing, your cheeks warm, and red. “I missed you too. You don’t know how hard it was for me.” You say. He nods. “I know, baby. I know. I was really worried,” He shook his head, and continued, “No, actually, I am really worried. Angel, you lost so much weight while I was gone. I don’t know if you’ve been following the doctors instructions. Have you?” He asked. You could see the worry in his eyes, nothing could hide it. Without answering, you shook your head. You could feel tears starting to well up in your eyes. “Sweetie, it’s okay. I’m not mad.” You understood, but still couldn’t stop yourself from feeling like you let him down. “Come here.” He stretched his arms out for you, waiting for you to jump into his arms. ~RamaStyles~
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