One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#129. He's Insecure

He's Insecure

Louis: "Lou! I'm home!" you yell as you enter the flat you two share. "I'm in the main room!" he yells back. He was standing, scrolling through his phone. You set your things on the table and turn back to him, but you notice the pout and frown that curved his lips. "What's wrong?" you ask. "[Y/N]...do you think I have a good voice?" he asks. "No..." you trail off, his face falling even more. "I think you have an amazing voice," you finish, walking towards him. His eyes look up at you as you pull the phone out of his hands and stick it into your back pockets while adding, "And I don't want you to believe some fans," you say, air quoting fans, "when they tell you that. You have a beautiful voice and I love when you sing to me and people love when you sing in general. So don't believe the haters babe, they'd kill to be you." He smiles and pulls you into a tight hug. "I love you, [Y/N]," he says. You give his a quick kiss on the lips and say, "I love you too, Lou. And I definitely love your voice."

Niall: Niall had been really quiet today and you quickly noticed when we wasn't laughing at anything you did or anything he did in that case. "What's wrong, Nialler?" you asked him during lunch. "Babe, do you think I try too hard?" he asks, furrowing his eyebrows. You look up at him and notice the genuine look on his face. He actually thought he was a try hard. You giggle and say, "Niall of course not, and anyone who thinks that obviously doesn't know who you are." He sighs and says, "Yeah, it's just the fans..." he trails off. You roll your eyes and say, "None of them have ever met you, let alone know the real you. Just don't listen to them, you're the most carefree, fun, loving person I know." He smiles and says back, "Thanks, Princess. You always know how to make me feel better." "Anything for you, babe."

Harry: You had just woken up to hear clutter in the bathroom. "Harry?" you ask and knock. After no response, you slowly push open the door to see your boyfriend looking in the mirror. You hop onto the counter and sit next to him as he stands, examining his face. "Whatcha doing?" you ask him. He looks at you and says, "Babe why does acne exist?" You shrug and say, "I don't know, I wish it didn't though." He sighs and says, "Your skin is flawless." You bring your hand to his face and rub his cheek. "So is yours. I don't know why you're so concerned babe," you say, pulling him so that he was directly in front of you. You planted kisses along his cheeks, jaw line, forehead, nose, before planting one on his lips. "But if you really want to know, just use toothpaste, it works pretty well." He smiles at you before saying, "I'm so lucky to have you. I love you, so much. More than you even know." You giggle and wrap your legs around his torso to kiss him. "I love you too, Harry."

Zayn: You walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed when you saw Zayn shirtless, looking in the mirror. You walk up behind him and wrap your arms around your waist. "[Y/N], do you think I have a nice body?" You chuckle and say, "Are you serious, Zayn?" "Yes, I am actually. I don't know, maybe I'm not toned enough..." he trails off. You plant kisses on the back of his neck and on his back muscles and softly run your fingers around his six-pack and v-line. "Of course you have a nice body, babe. I mean look at you. The best part is, you're all mine!" you say. He turns around to face you, smiling like an idiot. "You really do bring out the best in me, boo." You giggle and he leans in to kiss you. "You're so silly, thinking you're not hot and all," you say as you walk away towards the closet.

Liam: Liam was at your flat, hanging out when he suddenly started staring at you. You became aware of this and asked, "Liam what's wrong?" He sighed and said, "Babe, please be truthful. Do I act like a little kid?" You stared at him and started to laugh. "Is this a serious question?!" "Yes! It is! Am I?!" You laughed even harder now while adding, "Liam you're kidding! You might be the most mature person I know!" "Well people keep saying I act like a kid because I don't like spoons and I like Toy Story and I had a Batman cake and I act like a kid in my interviews!" You looked at him, genuinely this time and grabbed his hand. "Baby, none of those people even know you. None. So who are they to tell you how you act? No one knows where those spoons have been, Toy Story just happens to be a classic, Batman is awesome and you don't act like a kid in your interviews. You're more like an adorable puppy." He laughs at the last part before cuddling you up and saying, "I'm so lucky to have you around." "I know," you say, pecking his cheek.