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enough for you - luis mendoza

I've been dating Luis for a little while, and I'm starting to not feel like myself. Luis is known for dating the pretty, model type girls, and that's just not me. I've been told plenty of times that he deserves someone better and that I'm not enough for him, and I'm starting to believe that. He doesn't know that I'm feeling like this though. I keep telling him I'm fine and he believes that. Lately, I've been going to bed early and I cry myself to sleep so that by the time he comes to bed, he can't tell that I was crying.
     It's night time, and like normal, I get up and go to bed early. "I'm gonna go te bed, I'll see you later baby." "Goodnight, love you." I stood up and walked upstairs. I changed into my pajamas and brushed my teeth. I barely made it into bed before the tears hit. I quieted my sobs with my pillow and just cried and I cried. I cried about Luis. I cried about myself. I cried about everyone who's ever told me I'm not good enough. And without any warning, I felt the bed dip next to me. "Y/n?" I shot up and wiped the tears off of my face. "Yes?" "Are you okay?" "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." "No you're not. You tell me that all the time, and I know now that it's not true. Please tell me what's bothering you." I turned in the bed to face him. "Let's face it. I'm not the type of girl you usually date. I'm not a skinny cheerleader and I don't wear a lot of makeup. So I try to dress nicer, to look nicer. I'm trying so hard to be everything that you like. And its draining. Everyone tells me that I'm not enough for you. And I believe them. But for just once, I want to be enough for someone."
     I looked up to see tears in Luis' eyes. "Y/n, you're more than enough for me. If anything, I don't deserve you. You're sweet and kind. You're beautiful without even trying. You don't need makeup or short skirts. You just being you is what I love about you. Okay? I mean it. I love you." I launch myself at him and we hug for a long time until both of our tears are dried up. "I love you Luis." "I love you Y/n."