One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

All these little things //Niall//

You stood in front of the mirror, examining your form. You frowned as you turned sideways, sucking in your stomach. You let out a sigh as you snatched up your robe and put it on. At that moment Niall walked into the room, seeing you.

"What are you doing?" He asked you, wrapping his arms around you from behind. You shook your head, telling him you didn't want to talk about it. He stares at you for a bit, dismissing whatever it was for now. Later that day, the two of you were watching the Victoria secrets fashion show.

"They're so perfect..." You whispered watching the angels strut down the runway. Niall frowned, turning to you.

"You're perfect." He said firmly. He grabbed the remote, changing the channels.

"No, I'm fat, they're the perfect size. That's what America craves, not me." You voiced your opinion. Niall shook his head grabbing hold of your hand.

"That's a lie, you're not fat, you just have a curvy body that girls could only imagine that they have." Niall kissed your lips softly. You cuddled into his sides, hiding your face into his chest. Niall ran a hand through your hair, ignoring the fact that you hated when he touched your hair. He kissed the top of your head and began singing to you softly.

"I won't let these little things...slip out my mouth..cause it's you....its you, they add up to. I'm in love with you...and all these little things."