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Zayn POV:

I let go off Niall's hand and look out the hospital window, as I bite my bottom lip. I honesty don't know how I'm going to tell Niall that he has a eating problem. It's either I have to say something or the doctor.

I guess I'll have to be the bigger person and make Niall admit that he has a eating disorder. I want him to get better and I can't just let him hurt himself like this.

"Zayn?" Niall whispered making me turn around.

"Niall! You're awake!" I say with a smile, then sat on the side of bed.

"What happen?"

"You blacked out because you were dehydrated, but there's something they found out while they ran some tests." I say trying to sound brave.

"What did they find?" Niall asked weirdly.

"You have borderline anorexia ." I manage to say without stuttering.

"They don't know s.hit!" Niall spat trying to get out of bed, but I gently put my hands on his soft naked shoulders.

"Calm down Niall, you can't leave yet."

"Just look at me? Am I skin and bones!?" Niall hissed.

I couldn't help put look at his creamy torso and blush, "You are perfect this way, I don't see anything wrong with your body." I admit.

"Do you really mean that?" Niall asked, his blue eyes starting into my browns ones.

I nodded, "Of course."

"You can let go of my shoulders now."

"O-Oh r-right!" I stutter quickly pulling them away from him, then the doctor came in.

"Hello Niall. I'm Dr. Troy and I'm sure your boyfriend has informed you about your condition?"

"Boyfriend?" Niall lifted his eyebrows.

"Zayn told us that he's is in fact your boyfriend, so he could ride the ambulance with you, is that not true?"

I'm feel become hot and sweaty. I'm totally going to get caught that I lied. Why does this have to happen to me.

"Oh! Now I remember. Yes Zayn is my boyfriend! Silly me." Niall fake smiled as he kissed me on the cheek.

I could've died right their once his soft plumply Irish lips landed on my cheek. I'm glad Niall finally got the hint and played along.

"Will you be checking into a eating disorder center we have here?" The doctor asked.

"F.uck no. I don't have a problem with food. I love food." Niall growled.

I wanted to say 'language Niall' but that sounded so hot when Niall with his Irish accent.

"But-"

"But nothing Dr. Troy. I'm ready to be checked out and taking my boyfriend with me." Niall sassed, as he takes my hand leaving the hospital.

We walk for a while until Niall pinned me to the wall and said, "You got a lot explaining to do with this whole 'boyfriend' situation." Niall muttered angry.

Boy was I in big trouble.

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