Little Things

You have very low self esteem, and dating one of the most loved boys in the world, with crazy and jealous teenage fans does not help that. But one thing that does help your self esteem, is a special song.

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1. Little Things

A/N: This is a fluffy little one shot I decided to write to try and get out all of my Little Things feels. Haha, enjoy! xx 

 

With shaking hands, you refreshed your twitter mentions on your phone.

“Louis deserves somebody so much better than you... Go die.”

“Louis is only going out with you because he feels sorry for you.”

“You’re an ugly whore. Louis is mine.”  

You lied down on your bed. You could see your reflection in the TV screen. Salty tears filled your eyes, blurring your vision.

All you could see was your dreary, humdrum, uninteresting, boring hair. You could see the rolls of fat that seemed to be never ending. You hated what you saw in the reflection; you completely loathed it.

 “You’re disgusting,” The malicious voice echoed inside your head, making your insides ache. “You really don’t deserve Louis.”

You felt worthless and your life seemed to be getting more pointless by the second.

The image of Louis found its way into the surface of your brain. His coffee brown, sleek yet swept hair that felt like heaven to touch, his deep blue eyes that hypnotized you every time you looked into them, and his smile that revealed his flawless white teeth. He was perfect. He truly did deserve better than you. His fans were right…

“Why are you crying? Cheer up beautiful!” Louis beamed, his voice struggling to sound happy at the sight of his princess crying.

“I am not “beautiful.” You don’t see what I do when I look in the mirror. You don’t hear the voices in my head telling me I’m fat.”

Louis made his way over to the bed and lied down next to you. He wrapped his arms around you, embracing you with warmth and protection. It was as if he held some magical power to make you feel so loved and warm.

“You are perfect to me,” He whispered close to your ear. His breath run down your neck, causing you a shiver through your spine and goose bumps to arise out of your skin.

You couldn’t help but cry at his remark. All that you could think about was your insecurities, how worthless you felt, all the hate and nasty words you received from fans, and why you even bothered trying. You felt weak and pathetic and crying just made you feel even more messed up than you were feeling in the first place. You breathed in slowly, closing your eyes as the tears continued to flow down your face. You felt pathetic that the tears would not stop gliding down your face. You didn’t want to be affected by hate, but you couldn’t help it. It just got to you.  

Louis pressed his soft lips against your hair, and inhaled. He ran his fingers over your eyebrows and eyelashes, and then he ran his fingers over you bottom lip over and over again because he couldn’t believe he got to kiss it. The way he touched your face like it was something made of gold, something so fragile that if he touched it the wrong way it would combust.

“You have the softest face, you have soft everything,” He said.

You will never forget how gentle his touch was, how beautiful it made you feel even if it was just for a second. It was like he knew everything about you in the world. He just made you feel amazing, like you were his everything, because he was your everything.

You continued to cry softly into his chest and his big, warm hands were still wrapped around your waist. He was playing with your hair gently, entiwning your hair around his fingers. You looked up at him and you noticed that he had tear filled eyes too. It was like he really loved you more than anything in the world and that he would risk everything just so you could know. 

“Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And i'm joining up the dots
With the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me" 
He sang queitly to you, like a lullaby. He was soothing you both to silence, even your cries became silent. Your tears continued to roll fast down your cheek. You looked up at Louis and you just smiled at each other. You said nothing but it was the kind of nothing that meant everything. He kissed your forehead and kept singing.

"I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile,
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs
The dimples in your back
At the bottom of your spine
But i'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if i do
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You cant go to bed
Without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason
That you talk in your sleep
And all those conversation
Are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice tape
You know want to know how much weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
but if it's true
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You'll never love yourself
Half as much as I love you
You'll never treat yourself right darlin'
But i want you to
If i let you know
I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like i love you
Oh..

I've just let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
Because it's you
Oh it's you
It's you
They add up to
And i'm in love you
And all these little things

I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you
It's you


They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things”

You felt your eyes fill with tears. A mixture of emotions flowed all through your body. It was like all your insecurities were inside a bunch of lyrics. You looked in the mirror every day and hated what you saw but then you listened to this song sung by the most gorgeous boy on the planet that told you that he loved you despite all the little things you thought were ugly.  

You loved Louis Tomlinson endlessly.

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