XXVI

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•Trigger warning, for the last few chapters•

My heart skipped a beat, then slowed down, then quickened, then stopped.

"I--you.. What?"

"I'm sorry," Niall starts, blushing and scratching the back of his neck. "I shouldn't have said that. You're too good for me. I'm sorry."

"I love you too.." I mumble, both praying he heard it and hoping he didn't. I had butterflies--actually, let's be real, more like excited dinosaurs--in my stomach, and I felt sick. This couldn't be happening... Could it?

His lips met mine, in a sweet, passionate kiss, and something consumes me. I melt in his arms, kissing him back and wrapping my arms around his neck.

He pulled away, looking into my eyes. It was straight out of a romance novel, sweet and short and I heard other people in the area around us 'aw' as we giggled at each other. 

"Why do you like me?" I ask, suddenly. "I'm sorry, I killed the mood. But I'm a depressed girl with social anxiety and stretch marks and everything every other girl who likes you doesn't have. They're all perfect. Why me?"

"But stretch marks and scars, broken hearts and social anxiety--it's all part of who you are. Having imperfections and still being beautiful; that's what true perfection is, and that's what you are." He replied, smiling. I blush furiously, taking a drink of my Starbucks order.

•••

I plop down on my bed for the millionth time and sigh happily. What a mess I'm in. What a beautiful, unforeseen mess.

I open Instagram, not expecting thousands of notifications to appear before me. What happened?

I click the notifications icon and scroll through, seeing tons and tons of one direction fans blowing up my feed. I click the picture they're all tagging me in. Oh no.

Niall posted a picture of us holding hands with my head on his shoulder, and captioned it, 'My love, I'm so glad I met her @/MelanieRolina'.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not embarrassed. I'm terrified of the fans.

I look through the comments.

"She's ugly lmao"

"You're too good for her"

"Aw! How cute! I'm happy for you two. :)" I smiled at this one, at least someone is supportive.

"Ew, I hate her already."

"She should kill herself."

and of course, the cherry on the sundae,

"I see her scars. Wow. Might as well end it all if she's so needy that she cuts even when she's with Niall."

And, not knowing what to do, I reach for the only thing I have. My razor.

(A/N)

Guys, there's only going to be 30 chapters in this book, and maybe, maybeeee an epilogue. This is chapter 26. I'm sad.

So, I wrote chapter 30 tonight so that it'd be done, and I sobbed. You have the right to hate me when it comes out.

p.s. i have an idea for a phanfiction but I feel like no one would read it???? ehhh idk

~M xx

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