You woke up late at about 11:15 and checked your phone. You and Harry made plans to go out later today at 1 so you turned the tv on and started to get clothes to go shower when a commercial caught your eye. The commercial showed women modeling for Victoria's Secret. You looked at the girls on the screen and then looked down seeing skin and fat.
You always thought your stomach arms, and legs were too big, you didn't have the best boobs and butt, and you just didn't like the way you looked overall.
These type of commercials made you upset so you turned off the tv and hopped in the shower. While in the shower you thought about your body and how imperfect you. You thought of all your flaws and wondered how Harry would ever want someone like you.
When you got out you tried to put on your clothes but they didn't fit anymore. Sighing with tears in your eyes, you walked over to your wardrobe and got out some more clothes that fit. You checked your phone again and it was 11:45 which gave you just the right amount of time to do your hair and makeup.
You looked in the mirror while doing your makeup and thought about Harry. How could he ever love someone as hideous as you? Your hair is way too frizzy, your face is too fat, and you overall just hated the way you look.
You looked at the clock one more time and it was 12:45. You had just the time to eat but you decided not tops thinking you didn't deserve to eat as much as you do. You ignored your loud stomach and opened the door to see Harry smiling down at you.
"Hello beautiful." Harry said, kissing your lips. "Ready to go?" He asked, grabbing your hand.
"Sure where and we going, what are we doing?" You asked.
"I was thinking we could take a walk around the town and maybe buy some things of we find anything."
"Okay sure!" You chimed in.
It took about half an hour to get into the main part of the town but you were feeling weird and you didn't know why.
You went to three stores and each store you felt weirder and weirder.
When you two walked out, there was a crowd of fans and photographers eager to see Harry. He looked at you and you nodded to signal you were okay with him stopping.
You stood there for a bit until a couple of girls were talking to you.
"Hey fatty. You know Harry's only with you for media and to show everyone he can tolerate fat and ugly girls."
"You-"
"I what? I'm better than you in any and every way?"
"That-"
Meanwhile, a group of photographers swarmed around you, recording and taking pictures.
"This would be a great new headline!" "Smile for the camera sweetie!"
While doing all this you heard your stomach grumble and felt as if your head was spinning. You weakly called out for Harry as you felt everything go black.
Harry's POV
I was taking pictures with my fans of course as I thought about her. When I finished with that group I decided to make my way over to where I saw her last to see a crowd around her. I heard some "fans" saying some mean things and saw a bunch of flashes until I heard her weakly call my name. I started running and pushing to her as I saw her fall and I caught her just in time. Thank god.
"Guys it's been great taking pictures and all but she isn't doing very well and I think it's time we go home. Please don't follow us." I said beggingly.
"Why don't you just leave her and stay with us?" the group if girls teased.
"I heard what you girls were saying and you were not being nice. I would hope my fans would be supportive of who I love and that if they mean a lot to me I would hope it would at least be respected. Have a nice day ladies." I said as I walked toward my house.
It was convenient that my house was just a few blocks away and that nobody followed us. I laid her down next to me and called her name until she woke up.
She glanced around until asking me why we were at my house. When I told her why her eyes went wide and she weakly hugged me. "Thank you." she weakly said.
Suddenly I heard her stomach growl and looked over at her. "Darling, have you eaten enough anything today?"
She shook her head and started crying. "I'm really fat and I thought I'd be fine without food but I'm just too fat and too ugly especially for you and I just wanted to change that all I'm sorry-."
And with that I walked out of the room. I just couldn't stand her talking like this.
I returned to her with make-up wipes and a mirror.
"I called for pizza okay? They'll be here soon. As for you miss." I said, facing her to me. "You're perfect the way you are. I feel in love with you because you had it all. You still do. We all have our flaws and struggles but believe me none of what you said is true. I wish you saw your inner and outer beauty and I wish you saw yourself the way I do." I said, handing her the mirror and brushing her hair out of my face. "Beautiful." I muttered.
She put the mirror aside and hugged me, crying into my shirt. "I don't deserve you." She sobbed.
"But you do. You deserve a lot more than you think you do."
I was about to kiss her when the doorbell rang, and the pizza man was here. She ran to the door like a puppy who wanted a walk and I paid for the food.
"Thank you Harry." She said, beaming up at me with that beautiful smile. "For everything."
"No problem honey. Ladies first." I said handing her a plate with a few slices on it.
"Why don't we just take the whole box? Can we just look up romantic comedies on Netflix and see what comes up?" She asked me.
"Of course lets go love."
"I love you Harry."
"Love you more."
"Love you most." We both said. This was the moment I knew I wanted to stay forever with her. This was my weak spot.
