We pull up to a restaurant and Harry shoots me a knowing look.
"What's going on?" I ask curiously.
"You'll see. It's a surprise!" He says. I sigh and follow him in. I take in the restaurant's decor while Harry seems to be texting someone. He looks up to me.
"Are you ready?" He asks. I shift uncomfortably.
"Ready for what?" I ask. He just smiles and leads me back to a table. I see all of the boys, a woman, and 5 girls. I smile sheepishly.
"Errmmm, hi?" I say.
"Sit down, love!" Louis says, motioning to the seat next to him. I sit down and offer a sheepish smile to the people I don't know.
"Aurora, these are my sisters and my mum. This is Lottie, Fizzie, Georgia, Phoebe, and Daisy." He introduces me.
"Hi. I'm Aurora." I say.
"We've heard so much about you! It's your birthday, right? How old are you?" Georgia asks.
"I'm 15 today. What about you guys?" I ask.
"Oh, you're only a few months older than me! I'm 14." Lottie says.
"I'm 13!" Georgia exclaims.
"I'm 12." Fizzie says with a smile.
"We're both 8." Phoebe says, grinning.
"Wow. It's really good to meet you guys!" I say.
"How's Louis been treating you?" Dad's mum, Jay, asks.
"He's a great dad. Really broke me out of my shell." I joke, avoiding talking about our outbursts last night. They laugh in response. The waiter comes and we order. I get a simple salad.
"Soo, any boys?" Lottie asks. I blush.
"Well..." I say. Harry raises his eyebrows in amusement.
"Ooh! Tell me!" She squeals. I chuckle.
"Well, I met him at the beach today. Dark green eyes, brunette quiff, and" I make sure Louis isn't listening before mouthing 'hot.' Lottie giggles. "His name is Gavin." I state.
"Oh my gosh!! How old is he? Can I meet him?" She squeals.
"Haha. If I ever see him again, you can meet him. And he's 19." I say. Her eyes go wide.
"Whoa girl... Nineteen?" She says. I nod. "Go get him, tiger." She makes a paw motion with her hand and I erupt into giggles.
I catch Dad's stare in he corner of my eye. He looks disappointed and I know immediately that he overheard at least a little of our conversation. I groan inwardly. He shoots me a 'we'll talk about this later' look. Our food comes out and everyone digs in. I cautiously take a couple of bites. Dad watches my every move. I go to set down my fork and he clears his throat, sending me a message in disguise. I sigh and continue eating, getting through about a quarter of my salad. I put down my fork. Suddenly, a large group of the staff gather around our table. They sing a happy birthday song to me and my cheeks turn bright red. Our waiter sets an ice cream sundae in front of me.
I look at the dessert in distaste. I'm supposed to eat more? My head fills with a genius idea.
"Niall, I'm not hungry. Do you want this?" I ask, knowing he can't resist food.
"No thanks babe. It's your birthday. Enjoy!" He exclaims. My mouth almost drops open.
"I can't eat it. I'm bloated." I state.
"Just one bite!" Liam urges. I almost scowl at him. I look back down. Maybe I can handle one more bite... I hesitantly bring the spoon to my lips. I take one bite and set it back down.
"You guys eat the rest of it. I am about to explode." I say. I excuse myself to the restroom as my stomach feels more and more queasy. I lock myself into a stall and hurriedly pull my hair back before my stomach empties of its contents. I hear the bathroom door open and I make sure there is no remnants around my mouth. I stand up and exit the stall. I almost run into Jay.
"Are you alright?" She asks, care edging in her voice. I nod. "Are you... Anorexic?" She asks hesitantly.
I shake my head violently.
"Absolutely not! My stomach actually can't handle very much food. I'm guessing its because it isn't used to being fed everyday. Back at the orphanage, I got a full meal a week. It'd have to be split up between each day." I explain. She sighs in half relief half worry.
"Does Louis know?" She asks. I shake my head no. "You should tell him. I know about the fight, love. It's okay. He'll understand."
"Okay. Thanks, Jay." I say. She smiles.
"Of course." We both exit the bathroom and return to where everyone is saying their goodbyes. I exchange my byes, getting numbers and promising to call and text. The boys and I go back to the car. Harry and Zayn ride in Haz's car. We have a relatively silent car ride home. We walk into the comforting sight of home.
I head upstairs into my room and change into pajamas. I lay back on my bed and just stare at the ceiling. A knock sounds on my door.
"Yes?" I ask. The door opens to reveal Dad. He walks in and sits on the bed with me.
"Aurora, why don't you eat?" He asks, straight to the point.
"Because if I eat too much, I get sick." I state. He sighs in relief.
"Oh thank god. I thought you had an eating disorder." He says. He quickly sobers up. "Did you, you know, tonight?"
I bite my lip and nod. I close my eyes, not sure what to expect. I feel two arms envelope me. I open my eyes and hug dad back.
"I love you. If you ever feel like that just say something. Okay?"
"Okay." I say. We sit there in a tight embrace for a little while then he stands up off my bed and walks to the door.
"Well, goodnight lovely. I'm heading to bed. I love you!" He says.
I lock eyes with him and smile.
"I love you too, dad." I say
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