Perfect || Niall Horan

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I sat on the steps outside my door hugging my knees to my chest. I fixed my eyes on the house across from mine, staring at the window on the top left. Niall’s window. Suddenly the door to his house opened and he came running out. I guess he saw me.

“I just saw him drive away,” he says when he gets close enough. He was out of breath from running across the street at top speed. “And I saw you on the ground.” He takes his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders, hugging me to keep me warm. I don’t look at him or say anything. Instead I stare at the sidewalk thinking over Parker’s words.

“He called me worthless,” I tell him with no emotion in my voice. “He said I would never be good enough.” My expression wavered. “Never.” I was full on crying now. Tears tumbled down my cheeks. Niall pulled me tighter into his arms. I cried into his chest. I missed him so much. His comfort, his kindness….I’m lucky to have a friend like him.

“That’s not true. April that is the biggest lie I have ever heard in my entire life. You aren’t worthless. You’re exactly the opposite. You’re incredible and amazing in every single way I can think of. Any guy who doesn’t see that you’re much more than just good enough is a complete idiot. I hope you never believe a single thing that moron said to you because he’s a jackass and you deserve so much better.” He rubs circles on my back trying to calm me down. I continue to sob.

“I’ll never be perfect,” I mumble. I didn’t think he heard me, but he held me at arm’s length and stared right into my eyes.

“You are beautiful. You are smart. You are caring. You are loyal. You are strong. You are incredible. If he doesn’t realize what a….a treasure you are, then he’s missing out. You’re already perfect, April. You always have been and you always will be. I don’t care what some drunken asshole has to say about it. That will always be my opinion of you. I want you to believe it, and I never want you to let anyone else tell you otherwise.”

“Niall, stop,” I say softly.

“I’m serious. You’re already perfect and-“

“I said stop.” My tone was harsher and I took him off guard. “Look, I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but lying to me isn’t helping me at all so you might as well save your breath.” I stand up. He gives me a strange look.

“I’m not lying to you. I’m telling you what I honestly believe to be true-“

“Niall, I’m serious. You’re only making things worse.” I remove his jacket and hand it to him as he stands up too. “Thanks, but I don’t need this.”

I was still sobbing as I ran into my house, now leaving Niall outside. I get he’s trying to help, but he doesn’t understand. No one does. Lying to me isn’t making anything better. Telling me how I can improve myself, now that’s how to make progress.

I head upstairs, sneaking past my mother to avoid explanation. I flop face first onto my bed, burying my head in my pillow. I thought over Niall’s words. No one had said anything to me remotely similar to what he just poured out in a very long time. Longer than I can remember. Although it didn’t help me, I have to admit…it was kind of nice.

AUTHORS NOTE

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