You scrolled through instagram looking at all the girls that popped up. Everyone of them was the same, fit bodies, lushes hair, cheekbones for days.
It made you feel insecure. If Gerald really wanted to he could have one of these girls in a heartbeat and that scared the crap out of you. You looked up from the position on the couch and saw your reflection in the tv.
You never really knew what Gerald saw in you, you were nothing like those girls with full lips and slim faces. You looked like a child compared to them. You bit the inside of your cheeks in attempt to give yourself cheek bones.
"What the hell are you doing, crazy girl." Gerald laughed as he walked past the couch. You looked up in his direction and let go of your cheeks.
"Nothing It's just-I don't get it." You sighed locking your phone and tossing it on the foot rest.
"Get what?" He questioned as he continued to do what he was doing.
"Why are you with me? There are so many beautiful girls out there who look their age, I look like I'm 16. If you wanted to, you could have any one of them."
"I could," He paused walking back into the room you're in. "But I'd rather have you and your chubby cheeks sitting on my couch." You smiled to yourself as he got closer. "I love you so much I don't care what those other girls look like, you're my girl and you always will be. You need to stop being so hard on yourself you're a lot hotter than what you give yourself credit for." He sat down and kissed the top of your head. You leaned against him as he wrapped his arm around you.
"Thank you." You smiled burying your face in his shoulder. "I love you."
"I love you more."