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He makes you insecure (1D) PART 1

Louis: "Do you want anything lads?" You ask, making your way into the kitchen going to get yourself a snack. "Can I just have a class of coke please, love?" Louis smiles at you and you nod. "sure, anyone else?" All the other boys shake their heads. "okay then." You walk over to the fridge and get the can of coke, you had shut the door a little bit as you came into the kitchen because a scene came on in the movie that you didn't like so you shut the door to stop yourself from seeing it. You're in the middle of walking back through the kitchen to give Louis his drink when you hear him sigh. "what's up?" You hear Liam's voice. You're still in the middle of the kitchen with the glass in your hand listening to their conversation. "nothing." He replies bluntly. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion; you weren't going back through yet because Louis was about to continue what he was saying. "just (Y/N)." just (Y/N)? What's that supposed to mean? "She's always eating. It's like she's got a large family in her stomach that needs feeding 24/7. "You don't eat 24/7. That wasn't true. But you did like to snack. "that's not a bad thing mate." Liam was speaking again and you were silently cheering him on. "it is if her skin's becoming a state, she's waking up to a face full of spots every morning then complaining about it. Which dr-" You let go of the cup and it smashes to the ground, pieces of glass going in all directions of the room. A piece cutting through your thin leggings and into your smooth skin. "What the hell happened?" Louis is making his way over to you trying to help you but you shake him off. You glare at him and then the boys standing looking at you in shock. "What're you all looking at? Are my spots becoming noticeable from behind my foundation?"You leave it there and walk past them all and run upstairs. Your bedroom door was open and you walk in and slam the door shut, running into the bathroom and locking that behind you. You run your delicate fingers over your cheeks and feel little bumps underneath your makeup. It is true. Your skin is disgusting. Tears slide their way down your cheeks and onto the tiled floor beneath you.All you see in the mirror is ugliness. "I'm disgusting." What you don't know is, Louis is outside the door listening to everything saying to yourself.

Zayn:"Ahhh, the heat." Zayn sighs as he plops himself down next to you on the warm, squashy sand. You've joined Zayn at Florida, he is on tour it's one of his days off and you're both spending it together, on the beach. "I could get used to this." You grin, taking in all the beams of sun. After ten minutes of lying in the sun you sit up, "I'm hot. Shall we go and cool off?" You stand up and hold your hands out to pull Zayn up, he gladly accepts your offer and pulls himself up with your help. When his face is level with yours he leans in for a kiss, only to let go of your hands and run towards the sea. "OI!" You chase Zayn down the beach up to the sea, the water drowning your feet. Making them feel soothed and cool. You close your eyes and let the sound of the water crashing off the waves fill your ears, "hehe." A petty laugh comes into earshot, your eyes spring open and you see Zayn staring at a blonde bimbo in a tiny bikini, which hardly covers anything. She's staring at Zayn like he's some piece of chocolate, her eyes bright and a massive smirk on her face. Her head turns towards you, her smirk turns into a look of disgust, her eyes trail from your head to your toes. "eurgh," she murmurs under her breath, turning her head back to Zayn and showing off. Zayn turns his head back towards you but you've already started making your way up the beach. As soon as you reach your spot on the sand you grab your towel and wrap it around yourself, embarrassed that you actually went out in a bikini. All your insecurities come rushing through you. Do you cry? Or do you just stay calm? Your emotions are all over the place. "(Y/N), where are you going?" He puts his hand on your back as you bend down to pick up your belongings. "Back to the hotel." "Why? We haven't been here for long." "I just feel a bit tired." Zayn looks at you with a confused face, "well, do you want me to come back with you?" "Oh no, Zayn. You just go back to that blonde girl back in the water who wants to be all 'buddy buddy' with you. I'll be fine back at the hotel." Making your way back up the sand dunes you let a few tears slip, Zayn doesn't want to come back with you, he wants to stay behind with someone else. Who is much nicer than you.