Niall Horan's (fake) Girlfriend

"Stop. Hate isn't worth it." I glanced up, to see him. His blonde hair slightly tousled, and blue eyes begging. "You don't understand, they hate every little thing about me..." I gripped the razor tighter, ready for action. His hand grasped mine, and I dropped the metal. "I love every little thing about you. I love how you sing, even if you don't know the words. How your eyes light up, and your smile. I love you, you're body and you are perfect." he threw my old friend in the trash. "I love you too."