Insecure

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Looking into the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness wash over me. My thighs were too big, my stomach wasn't flat enough, my under-eyes are too dark. Everything that could possibly look wrong about me looked wrong.

The thing about being insecure is that you can't pull your eyes away from a mirror. People mistake you for being self-centered or selfish but in reality, you just can't stop looking at everything that's wrong about you.

The longer I stared at the mirror, the more I hated myself. The more I felt not good enough for anybody that I had.

Joe wasn't supposed to be home until another hour, so I didn't feel the need to shut the door before breaking down in tears.

I stared in the mirror, crying my eyes out at the ugly girl stood in front of me. "I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself." I repeated to myself over and over again.

I looked down from the mirror, not being able to stand the sight in front of me anymore. "Why can't I just die alrea-" "Don't you dare finish that sentence." I heard a familiar voice say from behind me.

I slowly turned around, seeing Joe stood behind me with flowers in his hand hanging by his side as well as a chocolate.

He ran towards me, his shoulders dropping a little as he saw the tears staining my face. "Y/N, love." He whispered, pulling into a tight hug.

"Please don't ever say that or think like that again, it scares me more than anything in the world. Why would you ever think that?" Joe's soothing voice calmed me down a bit.

"Sometimes I just don't feel good enough." I whispered sort of hoping that he wouldn't hear, but sure enough, he heard every word. "Baby, look up at me." He put his hand under my chin and lead my head up to meet his gaze.

"You are most definitely good enough. Sometimes I even feel like I'm not good enough for you. Please know that you are the most gorgeous person that I've ever met. I know you don't notice but I see guys checking you out all the time and I feel so, SO jealous. You are the most drop dead beautiful person in the world. You are smart and funny and talented and my whole entire world."

He swiftly picked me up bridal style and kissed the top of my head in my hair before carrying me to our shared bed and throwing me onto it with no struggle at all.

Swift giggles erupted from my mouth as he tickle attacked me, jumping onto the bed and climbing over me.

"Joe- stop- I. can't. breathe!" I said gasping for air. After repeatedly hitting his chest, he got off of you and snuggled next to you underneath the covers. You quickly dug your head into his chest as he hugged your petite figure.

His breathing really calmed me down and made me forget about all of my insecurities.

After a while you wiggled out of his grasp as he let out a soft grumble.

"Where are you going, babe?"

"To get the flowers you bought and put them in a vase before they die. Oh, and I also want chocolate." You yelled while sprinting out of the room.

You could hear his loud chuckle as you found the box of chocolates and dug into them.

Your life couldn't be better as long as you were with the one that you loved, Joe Sugg.


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