One Direction Preferences Book 2

212. Youre beautiful

Niall: He let out a chuckle as he watched your cheeks flush once the words left his lips, "Why do you keep saying that?" You asked tugging at hem of your shirt before taking a seat beside him on the couch and he shrugged. "S'true...you are beautiful babe." He grinned draping his arm over your shoulder and pulling you into him, "You don't think so do you?" He asked as you pressed your face into the crook of his neck, but you stayed silent giving him his answer. "Well you are and if I have t say it every hour for yer t get it then I will [Y/N]. So get used to hearing it alright."

Liam: "I don't think you hear it enough." He shrugged letting his head hit the pillow and you shot him a tiny smile as you pulled a shirt over your head. "Liam you say it like 3 times a day." You said shaking your head as you let out a small giggle. "And that still isn't not enough." He said between a yawn letting his eyes flutter closed as you crawled up the bed and settled in beside him, curling into him with your head placed on his bare chest. "I love you [Y/N]...I just don't ever want you to forget how beautiful you are to me." He spoke softly draping his arm over your back and you shook your head. "I don't think I can ever forget Li."

Louis: The smile on his face only widened as you made it down the isle and took you place in front of him, he sniffled a little quickly bringing his hand up to wipe at his eyes, "You-you're beautiful...so fuc-I mean really beautiful." He whispered catching the swear before it left his lips, heat rising to his cheeks. "I can't believe that in a few you'll be my wife." He continued speaking quietly as he caught a hold of your hand, giving it a bit of a squeeze. "How'd I end up this lucky." He bit down on his lip as a fresh coat of tears filled his eyes. He felt a squeeze on his shoulder and he cracked, the tears easily making their way down his cheeks, he couldn't believe you'd finally be his wife...that you'd be his and him yours.

Zayn: A sigh fell from his lips as he watched you wipe at your eyes furiously, "What is it now [Y/N]? What could I have possibly done this time?" He asked sending his fingers through his hair as he made his way over to you and placing his hands on your shoulders. "No-nothing...I just-I'm not good enough for this." You sniffled motioning between the two of you and letting your eyes trail from his. "[Y/N]...fuck what anyone has to say...you're more than I deserve and I'm lucky to have convinced someone as special as you to spend all these months with me." He spook quietly, his hands traveling up from your shoulders to cup your face, "You're beautiful babe...and if anything I'm not good enough for you."

Harry: He looked down at the tiny baby he cradled in his arms as he bit down on his lower lip to stop it from trembling. "We did it babe..." He whispered dragging his thumb over his newborn son's plump cheek, "we really did it." He spoke again glancing over at you through his lashes as you laid on the bed, sleepiness apparent in your face. His eyes returned to the little boy in his eyes, staring down at a pair of matching emerald eyes, "He's beautiful...can babies be beautiful?" Harry asked causing you to let out a tired giggle and you nodded. "Believe so." You mumbled pushing the hair back off your forehead and he shot you a dimpled grin. "You're beautiful too you know...really beautiful."