Harry Styles imagines ( Book 2 )

Imperfections

Y/n POV

Standing in front of the mirror, all I could see was an ugly human being who wasn't meant to be here on Earth.

I sighed deeply looking at the various imperfections; from my acne to my chapped lips to my messy hair and then to my chubby body. With what I could see , I knew that I wasn't meant for my boyfriend.

" You're perfect" I heard a deep voice. Turning around quickly I saw Harry sitting on the bed. Wait a minute when did he get here?

" Harry? How long have you been here?" I asked and he walked over to me.

" Long enough to hear your heart say horrible things about you" he said and I sighed.

" Can't you see how ugly I am, how stupid I look. How imperfect I am? I'm sure with all these you might soon break up with me because I feel you deserve someone prettier than I am" I said with tears in my eyes

Then Harry cupped my face into his hands drying my tears.

" Hey it's okay, imperfections are perfect" he said.

" Umm, no? They're literally not?they're imperfections thereby making them flaws" I said back.

" Listen to me, imperfections are perfect" he stated again.

" They're something that needs to be corrected. Perfection is perfection and anything less than that is something that has to be worked on.

Then a brief silence filled the room.

" You see y/n, your imperfections are perfect. They make you unique. They make you, you. I love you as you"

" Really?"

" Believe me baby, you're perfect" he said then we both shared a deep hug.

" Thank you" I said and he pecked my lips.

" Anytime"