One Direction Preferences

Preference #13: Little Things (a song preference)

*Warning: Involves triggers for self harming or eating disorders*

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

but bear this in mind it was meant to be

and I'm joinging up the dots

with the freckles on your cheeks

and it all makes sense to me...

Zayn (Part 1):

Scrolling through the hateful tweets, hot tears blurred your vision. Why were they saying these hurtful things to you? What did you do to them? Just because you were dating Zayn made them think that they could say anything to you. All the sudden you had to be perfect just like Perrie was. You were fed up with it and ready to give up. Zayn would be happier with someone more beautiful anyway. You figured it was your time to go, and it was time for your life to end. That's when you put your phone down on the coffee table, walk into the kitchen and reached into the medicine cabinet. You took out a bottle of pills and stared for a long while. Placing the small orange container down, you reach into the drawer and pull out a pad of paper and a pen.

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes

when you smile you've never loved

your stomach or your thighs

the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

but I'll love them endlessly

Liam (Part 1):

"@(Y/T/N) Hey guys! Fattie is online!"

"God, @(Y/T/N) is disgusting. She is the fattest girl alive!"

"I think @Real_Liam_Payne has to go shopping every week for @(Y/T/N) since she eats like a pig!"

All the tweets were finally getting to you. Yeah, you were a little bigger, and you were dieting, but it just wasn't working. Liam was so fit and you just weren't. You weren't like Danielle, the amazing dancer, yet Liam stayed. Why? You're surprised he didn't go for your younger sister who was ten times prettier than you. Maybe I should just...speed up the process. You thought. That's when the dark part of your head took over. You got up and ran into the bathroom where you hung your head over the toilet and stuck your fingers into the back of your throat. You were determined to do anything to be the kind of girl Liam deserved, even if that meant doing something I thought I was done with.

I won't let this little things slip out of my mouth

But if i do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to

i'm in love with you and all these little things

Niall (Part 1):

It was a beautiful day, and you were taking a walk with your wonderful boyfriend Niall. You were walking through a wide open park and you were eating an ice cream cone that Niall bought you. It was all so perfect, until two girls-obviously fans- were walking past you and tripped you, causing you to fall, and causing the ice cream to fall into your face. Niall immediately kneeled down to help you out and clean you up. By the way you fell, the ice cream got over a certain part of your wrist, and you could feel a burning sensation. You knew exactly what you were feeling. The cuts had opened. When you got to a water fountain, and Niall was cleaning you up, he saw that there was some on your wrist and the vanilla ice cream had mixed with the blood oozing from your cut wrist. Niall let out a worried laugh then looked up at you with those sweet blue eyes. "Hehe, did they really knock you down that hard Princess?" He asked, cleaning up the ice cream, revealing risen skin and still bleeding cuts. There was a silence until Niall finally spoke. "Princess..."