It All Started With Lou

Bagels (Pt. 3)

I look up at him with a smile and bleary eyes.

"Yes" is all I say and we kiss again. Just a short peck on the lips because we have to be careful now.

"How about we go get those bagels? I have a feeling that other people are awake and looking for food and there is no food because we, mainly you, ate it all!" I say and playfully jut him in the side with my hip. I start to walk towards the bagel place whether Niall is coming or not. Knowing him, he will follow me.

"Where do you think you're going?" Niall asks me while catching up to me. I walk really fast so he had to run. Once he gets behind me he picks me up bridal style. I absolutely freak out. I'm too heavy to be lifted up.

"NIALL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?! IM TOO FAT TO BE CARRIED!" I scream as I kick my arms and thrash my legs. I didn't mean to say that last part. I guess it just came out because it's what I was thinking. Niall looks at me with complete shock, loosens his grip on me, and places me on the ground.

"Skyler. How could you even say--no even think that?" He asks me. Uh oh.

"Um. I just do. I think it because it's true. I look at the scale, oh great, that's an amazing number. I look in the mirror, oh great, double chin, stomach, everything. You can't tell me it's not true because I know it is." I say. Before Niall could even reply I start running. I just told Niall James Horan, now my boyfriend, my insecurities. It's uncomfortable, that's why I ran. I know where I'm going. I'm going to the bagel place to get everyone bagels. Niall doesn't know where the bagel place is so I'll be good, I think. I hear Niall running after me and screaming my name, I just start running faster. I'm a fast runner, I just never run, and I'm in flip flops.

Before I know it, I'm at the bagel place. I order about 5 of every bagel because I don't know what flavor everyone likes. I make sure to get a few more plain and everything bagels because they are the most commonly liked bagels. The total comes to around $45. Uh oh. I only have $20. Shit.

"I'm sorry but I don't--"

"I'll cover it for her" a voice says from behind me. It seems to have an Irish accent.

"Oh my god! Thank you! Thank you so much! You have no clue--" Of course. It's Niall. Who else would be in New Jersey with a thick Irish accent? I'm a bit pissed off but then I'm also ashamed. I shouldn't have run from him. I should have just stayed there and listened to what he was going to say. I'm such a scaredy cat. I'm such a lo--

"Skyler. Please listen to me." Niall directs me.

"Huh? Oh. Uh, what? I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. I'm sorry I ran away. I've never done that before. I was just really uncomfortable. I-I-I'm sorry." I say as tears well up in my eyes. I'm such a wreck today. I need to get more than four hours of sleep. Niall sees my tears and pulls me into a hug. I don't want to cry in front of him or on him for a matter of fact, so I just breathe deeply to calm myself down. I'm exhausted and I need to take a nap later. I look up at Niall to see him looking down at me. He wants to know what's wrong. I can see in his eyes that he wants to know but doesn't want to invade my privacy by asking.

"What were you going to say to me babe?" I ask him.

"Oh. I wanna tell you something, but you have to listen, okay?"

"Okay. I'll listen. Why don't I listen while we walk back to my house. Okay?"

"Sure." We step out of the bagel place and Niall gets serious.

"Babe? I want you to know that you are perfect. To me and to everyone else. Lou knows you're perfect, Harry, Louis, Liam, Zayn, Paul, and everyone else know it too. You are not fat. You are perfect. If you lose any weight you'll still be perfect, but it won't be a better perfect. What I'm saying is, if you lose any weight you won't be even more perfect than you were before. You would still be the same amount of perfect. If you gained weight, you'd still be the same amount of perfect. You're gorgeous in anyway possible. You are the epitome of perfect. Not just by looks but by personality and intelligence. You are really smart and you see things that other people don't. And that's a good thing, trust me. When I picked you up, did you see or feel me struggle to pick you up? No. I had no problem picking you up off the ground. I could carry you around without a problem because you are so petite! Skyler, I love you and I don't want you to think negatively about yourself. Okay? It hurt me to hear you say that about yourself. Please don't think like that ever again. Only think good things about yourself. Please." Wow. This is serious.

"Okay. I won't ever think like that ever again. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I love you too." I say back. I look at him and he's smiling at me.

"Just promise me one thing." I say with a cheeky smile.

"What?"

"Never use perfect that many times. Ever." I giggle.

He smiles and rolls his eyes, "I promise."

I smile back, "Ready to go back to the house? My house?" I ask him.

"Let's go!" He replies excitedly.

(A/N:

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been putting an authors note at the end of this! I usually just save it in my drafts and update on Friday whenever I remember to haha.

Anyways! I hope you enjoyed this update! There's still more to come! Trust me. I'm still writing it. Basically everyday to be honest.

See you next Friday! Love you all!

-Skyler Horan)