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Insecure. ~Cake~

Calum.
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The beach. The beach meant some sort of swimming attire, and Calum had quite literally forced me into wearing a bikini. (He hid all my swimming costumes). I'm not sure I'd ever worn a bikini anywhere other than the privacy of my own bedroom, and that had only been briefly to make sure it fit.
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I didn't complain or yell at him. That would only draw attention to the fact that I was just too large for something like the beach. I didn't want to take off any clothing. Even in extreme temperatures I would not take off my cardigan, let alone my t-shirt.
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The car full of happy, singing boys stopped and I instantly freaked. I couldn't escape, I was trapped. Trapped in my worst nightmare.
"(Y/N)." Calum sang, waving his hand in front of my face. I must have zoned out.
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Smiling weakly, I hopped out of the car, following my friends down to the almost white sand. Calums arm slung around my shoulders and pulled me into him as he kissed my cheek happily.
He loved the beach. This was for him.
I had to stop thinking about me, because this was not about me and I didn't want it to be.
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Once we had set up, all four boys took off their t-shirts, leaving them in just their swimming trunks as they kicked off their sandals too. I was already too hot. Much, much too hot as Calum turned to me.
"Come on, baby, I want to swim!"
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I grinned sheepishly, ripping myself apart on the inside. Why couldn't I just be like everyone else? I looked around the beach to see plenty of girls running about in swimming costumes and bikinis, they didn't have a care in the world. I fake shivered, rubbing my upper arms a bit. "I'm kinda cold, you guys go in. I'll be there in a second."
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He looked at me skeptically.
"Promise?" He lowered his voice a little, trying to see if there was something wrong.
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Nodding, I gave him my best shiny smile. "Promise." And that was enough for him. He and his three best friends ran off to go and have a wonderful time. I sighed in relief, he didn't need me in there, he could have some alone time with his best friends.
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Quite a while had passed and I was choosing between melting to my death or taking off my cardigan. It was a much harder decision than it should have been. I turned to get a drink out of the picnic basket when I felt large, cold drips of water splash against my neck.
"Okay what's up?"
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I froze, hesitating before eventually turning to face him.
"What do you mean?" I asked, obliviously.
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"Why don't you want to come in, you love to swim. I know you do." He crouched down to my level and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"So, what's stopping you?" He asked again.
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My mouth went dry and I couldn't think of a single believable excuse.
"It's really stupid." I mumbled honestly. "You guys have fun, I enjoy watching that."
I felt awful. I was ruining his day with my petty drama.
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"If I wanted to have fun with just them, I would have invited just them, (Y/N)." He sighed, taking my hand and pulling me up.
"Why don't you want to come in."
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"BecauseIdon'twanteveryonetoseeme injustaswimmingcostume." I blurted so fast that his whole face squished into this adorably confused look.
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"What?" He asked carefully.
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I sighed. "I don't want-"
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"No I heard you. I can understand your weird word vomit, I mean what as in why?" He stroked my upper arm through the material.
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My cheeks were on fire, I didn't know how to explain it any other way.
"Because." I mumbled. "I hate the way I look."
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He stared at me like I was crazy and I desperately wished for the ground to swallow me whole.
"Are you serious?" He asked. "(Y/N), I love your body. And, I've seen you naked a thousand times. What's so different about this?"
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I shrugged limply. He didn't get it and I couldn't explain it.
"I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." He whispered, kissing me tentatively. "I love that you aren't stick thin. I love that you have curves. That's hot. You are hot. The guys tell me all the time, people stare at you all the time, how do you not see it too?"
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I had always told myself that people stared because of my weight, but Calum had this way of making me believe anything he said. Before I could stop him, his fingers hooked my cardigan, and he dragged down the sleeves. "Now come and join us and have a damn good time. Show off your gorgeous body." He smiled as he watched me give in.
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I took off my clothes and though I did still feel extremely uncomfortable, Calums grin made it so worth it. He laced his fingers in mine and together we went to join the boys in the ocean.
Calum was right. I had an amazing time and for the first time in a really long time, I didn't think once about the way I looked.

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Luke.
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"Slut."
"Ugly."
"Why is he with you? You don't deserve him."
"Stupid bitch. We all hate you."
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Tweet after tweet popped up endlessly on my phone. Luke and I had opened up about our relationship months ago, people hated me sure, but it was never as bad as this. This past week had been dreadful. I was still unsure what exactly had triggered it, but suddenly all Luke's fans were crashing down on me like an avalanche.
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I found myself unable to read any further as hot, salty tears began to cloud up my vision. Was it true? Was I not good enough for Luke? Why did everyone hate me so much? 
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I wasn't sure if Luke realised it had gotten so bad. I hadn't told him because he loved his fans dearly, and I didn't want him to get annoyed, at them or me. He would probably say I'm being ridiculous, because I am.
The fans come first, of course they do. They're what got him to where he is now, he owes them everything. I'm just some girlfriend. He could have another me in two seconds flat, if that.
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Normally hate didn't get to me too much, but the past ten days had been so intense and brutal that I couldn't help but cry. They were really getting to me, today especially.
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Without any warning, I heard heavy footsteps coming closer up the stairs. I panicked, wiping my eyes and trying to sit up a little straighter.
"Babe, guess what-" He cut himself off the minute he looked at me properly. Dammit. He'd noticed. He rushed to sit next to me, his arm slinking around my back and pulling me close.
"What happened, (Y/N)?"
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"What do you mean?" I forced a smile.
He scowled at me. He hated when I hid things from him. Lukes piercing blue eyes travelled to the phone I was clutching in my hand, he swiped it away and began scrolling through my many mentions.
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He sighed heavily, throwing it across the other side of the bed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He looked at me dead in the eyes.
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"I didn't want to worry you, it will pass I'm sure." I tried.
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He leaned forward and kissed me lovingly, before releasing me and placing both his hands either side of my face. "I love you, (Y/N). You have absolutely nothing to worry about, okay?" He kissed my nose. "I'm never going to leave you. These tweets are bull shit, please remember that."
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I nodded, smiling for real this time.
"I love you too, Luke." I grinned. "Now what did you come to tell me?"
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His entire face lit up as he remembered his news. "Management just called, I have an extra month off!" He smiled watching over me as I hugged him with delight. He was right, I didn't need to care about what other people thought. I knew he loved me, and I loved him just as much.
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