One Direction/5SOS Imagines (Boyxboy)

Zouis- You're Beautiful

Hey guys! Sorry, I honestly don't know how good this one is. I got carried away and just started... Writing. My imagination goes wild sometimes.

I'm really sorry my imagines aren't very long, I really try and make them longer, it just doesn't work...

I'll get there someday.

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Thank you guys so much.
Much love
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Louis' POV-

Stress.

One of my few weaknesses. One minute I'll be perfectly fine, having a chat with Niall or tea with Liam. But the minute my door shuffles closed, I become alone. And when I'm alone, I start to pick out every single one of my- many- flaws. Why can't I have Harry's perfectly toned body? He's the lady charmer, the girl magnet. I can't blame them either. He's so fit and tall, and his hair is sex.

Or what about Niall? Sure, he has a crazy high metabolism, but with all the training and working out, his muscles are becoming defined. It's not fair. I do just as much working out as he does, yet I still have fat! A tear runs down my cheek.

I shouldn't be crying. It's childish to cry over a stupid reason like I am. I just want someone to tell me I'm beautiful, just the way I am. I don't care if they don't mean it, I don't fucking care if they lie, straight to my face. I just want to feel loved.

Is that too hard to ask?

I walk over and stand in front of my mirror, planning to say all of my quirks aloud.

"My hair. It never has a certain style, and most of the time it just looks like a rats nest."

"My eyes. Why do they have to be such a boring color? I could get mysterious brown eyes, or intriguing emerald eyes, but no. I get boring old blue."

I hear my door crack, but at this point I'm so worked up about my features I couldn't care less.

"My thighs. They're s-so huge! They must look t-terrible in the red jeans i w-wear!" My voice starts to crack, but I keep on listing.

"M-my-"

A pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. My heart skips and I stop listing.

"Z-Zayn, what a-are you d-doing in-"

"Shh, boo. Stop these lies, this isn't the strong, cheerful Louis I knew." I turn around to face him, tears staining my eyes. His arms pull me closer.

"Louis, never tell yourself these lies. You are so perfect, it's unreal. The way your hair is always messy, it shows how carefree you are, yet you manage to make it look stylish anyway. How your blue eyes sparkle whenever someone laughs at one of your jokes, or when someone compliments your beautiful personality. How your thighs, and your bum, look stunning in your red jeans, my favorite pair." He winked, and I laughed softly. "And there's my absolute favorite part of you, boo. Your laugh. It's so contagious, so melodic. Louis, you are perfect in my eyes. And no one else's opinions will ever to be able to change mine."

My eyes well up with tears, but this time it was in pure happiness. I slowly wrapped my arms around Zayn's neck. "Zayn?" I whispered.

"Yes, boo?" He whispered back.

"I love you, Zayn." His eyes pierced into mine.

"I love you too, Louis. To the moon and back." One of his hands came up to cup my chin, tilting it up slightly. My eyes fluttered closed, my lips leaning in for his touch. His lips grazed mine, sparks flying in my head. I pushed my lips onto his completely. Our mouths molded together. It wasn't lust, certainly not rushed, or anywhere near heated. It was a kiss completely full of love.

I broke away, putting my forehead onto his. And in this moment, was bliss. I was in another world, another world where only Zayn and I existed. He was my guardian angel, the person I yearned for most. My best friend, my everything.

With Zayn in my life, I knew I would be okay. He showed me my flaws weren't flaws. I knew he'd be here for me, tomorrow, the next day, an the many years to come. He'd be here to tell me I was beautiful, and I'd believe him. I didn't need anyone else's opinion of me, Zayn's was the only one that mattered. I knew through all the stress, all the doubts, all the hurt, he'd be here. We'd be able to get through this together.

With Zayn by my side, anything was possible.