you belong with me | Louis Partridge x Fem Reader

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**TW ED**

I drop onto my bed, the one place I feel truly safe.

I open the tub of ice cream

I don't want to,

but I finished another tub of ice cream for the third time this week

feeling wrong.

with a sense of urgency, I go to the bathroom.

as I look in the mirror I see protruding stomach

too much fat on my thighs,

and a nose too long.

words float around in my mind, "pig, slut, whore, fat."

with nothing more than an accepting a sigh,

I went to lay on my bed, quietly preparing for another night of unbearable hunger.

NEXT MORNING

I woke up to my alarm clock. All I wanted to do is be in my bed, Nothing else.

I haven't heard of anything from my mom and dad. Not surprising at all.

Louis didn't ask for a ride so I can leave a little later than usual.

I got to school.

I hated how I looked today

I didn't have time to put on makeup

And my hair was so frizzy

The school lighting made my teeth look yellow.

LUNCHTIME

I watch everyone around me, Talking to their friends.

Playing sports, Posting on social media.

Looking happy as ever,

Then there's me. Not so happy, As no one watching me.

I had no friends to talk to, Dropped sports.

Never post on social media, Because I felt too embarrassed.

I put on a smile though and everyone believed me, "I'm okay," I told myself and every soul around.

But I can't fool myself.

LOUIS POV

Everyone at our table was talking.

y/n on the other hand looks like she's been up all night.

I turn to her and ask "Hey are you okay?"

She turned to me "I'm okay" she smiles

bullshit.

Y/N POV

I went back home and there was my mom's and dad's car in the driveway.

I go in to see them in the living room.

"Oh honey you look terrible," my mom says getting up from the couch

"Yeah I'm fine," I say going up to my room.

My dad stops me.

"We need to talk"

I go back down and sit on the couch with them.

"your mom and I are getting a divorce"

I just sat there with no reaction.

It felt like they were waiting for a response.

"you're not mad?" my mom says

I look over at her "it was totally expected when the way that you ran out the house yelling at dad when the partridges were here for dinner"

"I had to explain to them that everything is fine and our family is perfect and there's nothing wrong" I shouted.

"you never once called or even texted me asking if I was fine"

"What would make me feel that I'm not mad? I'm enraged"

"at this point, I don't even care what you guys do. I've been here all by myself dealing with so many things, not even you dad have checked on me" my eyes begin watering

I went up to my room.

A/N

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