Sophia Julia Julinton is, supposedly, your average teenage girl who lives with her parents. Except, her parents aren't exactly, "average". They're quite abusive. So her life is anything but average. Lucky for her, she has her sister. But that doesn'...
=Sophia= I woke up to see bright blue eyes staring at me. I smiled up at him sleepily.
"Good morning princess" Niall said.
"Morning" I mumbled before snuggling into him, closing my eyes once more.
"Oh no you don't, we have stuff to do. I got an interview and you have to help your sister plan the wedding" Niall said as he moved away from me.
"But I don't wanna get up" I whined.
I felt Niall leave the bed and I sighed in relief that he wasn't gonna wake me up. But that changed when Niall started jumping on the bed.
"Niall!" I whined.
"You know, It's really hard to wake you up every single morning" Niall said and stopped jumping around.
I sat up and pouted.
"But I don't want to change it even a bit." Niall continued with a smile.
I smiled as well and stood up.
"So like I said, you and Athena will spend the whole day today planning her wedding. The boys and I will have a couple of interviews so, I'm gonna miss you." Niall said as I dug into my suitcase.
"Aw, don't worry, it'll just be a day." I pinched his cheek.
"That's waaaay too long" Niall said and pouted.
"Niall," I whined.
He just pouted. I went inside the bathroom and took a shower. I went out and changed into a black sweater, white shorts, and black combat boots.
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I dried my hair and applied a teensy bit of makeup. I really don't know why I started using make up. I used to hate make up. Like it's disgusting, but I kinda got used to it.
Ever since I used make up I started to feel self conscious because, when they put on my make up, I think that they can't accept the real me.
"Do I look okay?" I asked Niall as I got out of the bathroom.
"Gorgeous as always, babe" Niall said and smiled, but then frowned.
"Why do you always ask that?" He then asked.
"Well, I- I don't know" I looked down.
"Something's up. Tell me. What's on your mind?" Niall said as he stepped closer to me.
"I just I don't know. I just feel insecure. I really really really think that I'm ugly" I said and shrugged.
His eyes widened.
"No you're not! You're the most beautiful, caring, loving and confident girl I ever met, Sophia. Don't think of that please." He said as he cupped my cheeks.
I sighed and gently removed his hands from my face.
"Stop saying that. I know you're just saying that because you don't wanna hurt my feelings" I said.
