Reych's 1D Imagines

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62. ALL: He's Insecure

Niall: "But, what if they don't like me?" Niall sobbed. "Baby, girs have their WHOLE lives dedicated to you." You pulled him into your arms, laying him on your chest. "I'm the different one.." Niall whispered, "I have blonde hair, I'm Irish, I am weird." "Niall James Horan, you are perfect and I love you." you kissed his forehead. "I love you too." he smiled a bit. "Now go and get some love from your fans." you pushed him off the sofa and to the door. "Tanks." he sniffled and left.

Liam: None of these look good on me!" Liam scoffed, looking in the mirror. "My body is so...ugh."  "Li, your body" you smirked. You squeezed him in your arms. "Wow? Like yours wow or just wow wow." he laughed. "What are you talking about?" "I don't know." he smiled. "Now throw on some sweats and we'll go for a walk okay?" "Okay, thanks boo." he pecked your nose lightly and you kissed his jaw.

Zayn: "I try! I really do hun! Its so hard to though!" Zayn cried because of his smoking habit. "I know you do baby calm down." you patted his hair. Zayn sighed, throwing his pack of cigaretts down. "I know its unhealthy, I know what can happen, I know the fans want me to stop. I do too but I just can't!" "Listen, I'll help. Let's go slow with this. You trying to do too much too soon and your stressed." you rubbed his back lightly. "We'll start by throwing away all your packs and go from there okay? I'm here for you." you picked his hand up and took the box in it. "Alright." he nodded, putting them in the trash. "I love you." he whispered, hugging you sweetly.  

Harry: "Hate. I hate myself. I hate my haters. I hate life." Harry muttered, digging his face in his hands. "Hazza, what are you talking about?" Harry got up from the dinner table and ran to your room, hiding in the corner. "Baby, what happened?" you asked, getting down next to him. "Haters are on my case about my acne again." he whimpered. "Harry, your perfect and I love you." "No I'm not." he mumbled. "Yes you are." you stroked his hair. "And I'm so happy you're mine." you smiled. "I love you sweetheart." he looked up at you innocently. "Oh boo, come here." you gathered him in your arms and rocked him back and forth, singing 'Little Things' until he fell asleep into you.

Louis: Sobs came from under the covers of your bed. "BooBear?" you asked, laying a hand on his shoulder. He lifted the sheet from his face and looked at you with red eyes. "What happened?" you asked. "My...voice...stinks.." he whimpered with a scratchy voice. "Who told you that?" "Everybody and myself." "LouBear, I love your voice. And the boys do too!" "No, I messed up in rehersals and everyone either laughed or yelled at me." he hid again. "Baby.." you crawled in the bed with him and cuddled up to his side. "Shh, go to sleep. I know your perfect. I love you." "I love you too." he said, hugging you and falling asleep.

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