random lucaya love stories!

little things

maya penelope hart sits on her bed with tears rolling down her cheeks. her boyfriend had just broken up with her to date someone who was much thinner and prettier than she could ever be. maya knew that she was too short and too curvy. she still had to squeeze into her jeans because of her thighs and ass. her makeup free face showed off her child like freckles and her pale complexion that she absolutely hated. his new girlfriend was much taller than her, she was tanner, and thinner.

there was a knock at maya's bedroom door and she tried to say go away but her voice was too quiet. the person opened the door and she was shocked to see lucas standing there.

"maya, what's wrong?" he asks worried walking over to her bed and kneeling by the edge.

"mitchell broke up with me." maya cries.

"he what? what an idiot." lucas growls.

"he's not an idiot. i'm the idiot, i was really starting to fall for him, lucas." she sighs.

"hey, he is the idiot. how could he not love you?" he asks lifting her chin up to look at him.

"because i'm too curvy! i'm too short, i'm too pale! my freckles are ugly as hell, my thighs and ass are too big for my pants! i have weird tiny hands and feet. my hair is like a lion's mane, my eyes are too big and blue, they make me look like a baby. there's all these little things that make me a hideous person!" maya sobs. lucas is truly shocked. for one, he's never seen maya cry so hard in her life and two, all the things she just named about herself are all the things that he loves about her.

"maya, hey, calm down for me, pancakes. come here." he says opening his arms and wrapping maya in them. she clutches onto his sweatshirt and just cries. he picks her up slightly as they lay down on her bed. he just holds her as she cries running his hands up and down her back and through her hair. once her cries finally quiet down a little, he starts talking.

"maya, your tiny hands aren't weird because they're tiny. look at them, they fit in mine perfectly. the freckles on your cheeks add to your beautiful face that overwhelms me everyday whether you have makeup on or not. who cares if your thighs and ass are too big for your jeans? nowadays that's a good thing. your height is what makes you so fierce and intimidating. remember your a fierce amazon warrior? your pale skin makes your big blue eyes pop out even more. those big blue eyes that can actually make anyone fall in love with you in a split second. your lion's mane of hair is beautiful and girls would kill to have it. how would you feel if people couldn't play with your hair or if you couldn't run your adorably tiny fingers through it when you get upset anymore? all your little weird habits that you have make you amazing too. the fact that you can't go to sleep without having tea first, or that you always sleep with your childhood teddy bear. you always keep a baseball bat by your bed, you can't leave the house without your sketch pad and pencil. your love and passion for art and music completely shocks me even though i've known you for years. all these little things make me love you a thousand times more than i did when i first saw you. and i know that you'll never love yourself half as much as i love you, but i will never stop loving you over these little things, maya penelope hart, never." lucas finishes with a soft smile on his face can't believing he just admitted his love for her that he's kept a secret for so long.

"i-i'm speechless. y-you love me?" maya stutters.

"i've loved you for a very long time, penelope." he smiles.

"a-and you l-love all these ugly things about me too?" she asks.

"i love each and every thing about you." he says and then sees maya start to cry more. "no don't cry, i didn't mean to make you cry."

"they're happy tears. mitchell never said anything like that to me." she smiles.

"well i'm glad that i'm the first." he chuckles.

"you actually think our hands fit together perfectly?" she asks holding up their intertwined hands.

"they were made just for me, shortstack." he says kissing her hand.

"thank you, lucas. thank you so so much." she smiles cuddling into him.

"anything for my blonde beauty." he grins kissing the top of her head.

"we were meant to be, i know it." she whispers.

"i'm in love with you, and all your little things." he whispers before they both fall into a deep sleep.

this one shot was deeply inspired by the song little things by one direction! also guys i am working on your requests but i have like 20 pre written chapters so i will just be posting them mixed together with requests!