For @allisoncupcake7 

Request: Can someone write me an imagine where I’m dating Hayes and I have stretch marks and feel really insecure but he makes me feel better??? Plz I am feeling really worthless right now cause of my stretch marks and imagines like this always make me feel better

I saw this and thought I’d write you one :) I’m not really good with Hayes imagines, though I’m not sure why as he’s my favorite, but I hope you still like it. And, no one’s perfect, we all have flaws, you just have to ignore them. I literally have so much acne, but I try not to let it get to me, so you shouldn’t either. I don’t know if that makes sense, but just know looks don’t make up who you are. It’s all about your personality. Hope you like it! And I’m guessing by your username your name is Allison, but if it’s not let me know and I’ll change it lol 

Allison’s POV:

I stood in the mirror finding all my flaws, though one stuck out more than all the others. Stretch marks. I hate them. I don’t want them. I bet if Hayes saw them he would break up with me. I felt my salty tears fall down my cheeks as I continued staring at the stretch marks. My phone vibrated on the nightstand next to me. I wiped my tears and picked up my phone. 

From Hayes: Hiii

To Hayes: Hey

From Hayes: What’s up?

To Hayes: Nothing, you?

From Hayes: Same, wanna hangout?

To Hayes: Sure, my parents are still at work if you wanna come over?

From Hayes: I’ll be over in five :)

Hayes lived right down the street so it didn’t take long for him to get here. 

"What do you wanna do?" he asked. 

"I don’t know," I shrugged not really caring. I wasn’t really in the mood to do anything. I just felt sad, worthless. 

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?" I asked putting on a fake smile. 

"I don’t know. You don’t seem like yourself."

"No, I’m okay, just a little tired."

"Okay, but you know if there’s something wrong you can tell me."

"Yeah, I know," I said quietly. "I’ll be right back." He nodded and I went upstairs, back into the bathroom. I continued to look at my flaws, wondering what Hayes would think. Stretch marks. The one thing I notice. Why can’t I be flawless? Why can’t I be absolutely gorgeous? I don’t get it. It’s not fair. I slid down against the bathroom door and cried into my hands, a sob escaping every now and then. 

"Allison? Are you okay?" I heard Hayes from outside the bathroom door. 

"Y-yeah," I stuttered. 

"No you’re not. I can hear you crying," he sighed. "Can I come in?"

"No."

"Please, I just wanna help." 

"You can’t help."

"I can try, if you let me." I sighed and stood up, slowly opening the door. The second his eyes met mine, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. "What’s wrong babe?"

"I…I’m not like the other girls," I cried into his chest. 

"I know that. What’s wrong with that though? You’re unique and special."

"No…they’re beautiful…flawless. I’m not Hayes. I’m not gorgeous and pretty." He rubbed circles on my back as I cried. 

"Yes you are. You’re so pretty and beautiful. I love everything about you Allison. Your personality and looks. No one’s perfect. Not one person in this world. Everyone has flaws they don’t like, but Allison I love every damn flaw of yours. We all them. I have flaws. Like my nostrils. They’re giant," he chuckled. "But that doesn’t stop me from living my life. I don’t know what you’re insecure about, but whatever it is I haven’t even noticed. And in all honestly I don’t care because in my eyes you’re the most beautiful girl ever." 

"Thank you Hayes," I said after I calmed down. "Thank you so much."

He kissed the top of my head and whispered, “it’s not a problem. If you ever need someone to talk to, no matter what it’s about, you can talk to me. I’ll always be here for you.” I hugged him tighter, as I could find the words to say, and closed my eyes, enjoying this moment. “Do you just wanna watch some TV?” he asked. 

"Sure," I nodded. 

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I hope you like it!