Niall Horan Imagines

You're Insecure - Sweet Niall Imagine for @ZainabDar

Hi guys! Does anyone know any good Niall fanfictions? But ones that don't involve like a punk-type Niall like Sharpie. If you do...LEAVE A COMMENT PLZZZZZZ!!! Hahaha thanks everyone! Hope you like your imagine Ariana!

~Maria :) xoxo

Niall and I were taking a walk. We were going through a slightly busy park right now. It was good to get out, but then again not really... I smoothed out my hair and sucked in my stomach to make it look more flat. I tried to keep my shoulders a bit forward so I could show some collar bones. I tried my best. Niall pulled me close to him. He basically had me in a hug. I smoothed my hair down again. And again, and again.

"Babe, why do you keep doing that?" Niall asked. "You look fine."

"That's what they all say." I mumbled.

"Why are you hunched over?" He asked.

"I was hoping my collar bones would show that way..." I said.

"What?! No! You look gorgeous. You are gorgeous. I love you, and everything about you. It's nott like I'm going to stop loving you because you don't have collar bones!" He exclaimed.

"But still, I'm not very pretty." I said quietly.

"What are you talking about princess? You are absolutely beautiful. I couldn't ask for anything better." Niall smiled. He was pretty convincing, but not this time. I was still very insecure about what I looked like. I always felt awkward around other girls or even fans, because all of them have a flat stomach, or a thigh gap, or perfect arms, or are not to tall and not to short. They are so perfect, and I feel so, not perfect...

"Yes, Niall, but compared to other girls, I'm horrific! Have you seen some of your fans?! They are crazy skinny and crazy pretty! Just go date one of them instead." I said.

"No. I would never ever do that. I love you. And you are perfect. Okay?" I nodded unconvincingly. "You know what? Come on." he grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards our house.

"Niall! What are you doing?" I complained.

"You'll see." He answered. When we got home he brought me into our bedroom. He put me in front of my closet door where my full length mirror is. "Look. What do you see?" He asked.

"I see me. Me as in average, boring, unskinny me." I said blankly.

"Well, that's not what I see." Niall said. "I see a gorgeous, smart beautiful perfectly skinny girl that I love and wouldn't trade for the world." He put his hands on my shoulders. "I see. Girl who is perfect the way she is, with her brown eyes and long, silky dark brown hair. I see a funny girl with a great personality. I see a girl who's heart is so big. I see a girl who absolutely doesn't need a thigh gap because she is perfect already. If I look into that mirror, I see a flawless girl named Ariana. I see the love of my life, the perfect girl." Niall sighed, "now what do you see?" He asked.

I pushed my hair behind my shoulders. "I see a confident girl. I see a really pretty girl. I see a skinny girl. I see me, pretty smart and kind old me." I smiled. Niall just kissed me. I was so glad he was here to tell me that. To show me that I am beautiful. I love him so much.

AH THAT IMAGINE IS SO DAMN CUTEEEE! Hope you liked it as much as I did!!! And don't forget to recommend fanfics for me!