Narry Story

Chapter 5

Niall's Pov:

The rest of the day went by smoothly, and no more injuires had happened.

Luckily, because my body couldn't take much more.

My nose hurt the whole day, and it was a real struggle to try to walk.

I limped most of the day, and was very happy, when the day was finally over.

Time to run, and then go home.

Because I was exhausted.

I had also been neglecting my homework, so I had about a mountains worth to do.

Ugh this day, just keeps getting better.

I didn't want to run, but I had no choice.

"Run fatass run," Ana mocked in my ear laughing.

So I had to.

Otherwise, I would be fatter than before.

So I stepped into the locker room, and made sure nobody was around, then changed quickly.

I threw my stuff next to the bench, and stretched very quickly.

Then started running.

Lap after lap.

"Just keep going," I say to myself.

I like running in the cold, the cold never bothered me anyway.

As I'm rounding the bend, the boy's soccer team is walking out.

I somehow manage to avoid Harry, and the gang's staring.

I felt like they were staring at me, because of how fat I am.

Which caused me to trip up, and I lost my focus for a split second.

I tripped over my own feet, and felt myself falling.

I braced myself to hit the ground, and felt someone grab onto me.

I opened my eyes, and saw Harry holding onto my arms.

"There no more getting hurt on my watch," Harry smirks.

I dust myself off annoyed, and stand up forcing Harry to let go of me.

I walk over to the bench, and grab my zip up.

"Your welcome Niall," Harry yells across the field.

I blush, but don't let them see me.

Why me?

I walk home, as my leg wants to give out on me.

But I force myself to walk.

Just one more block.

To my dismay I have to walk past the bakery, and the smell wafts over towards me.

"Be strong," I tell myself.

But suddenly my being a pig takes over, and soon I'm in the bakery.

"What can I get for you sir?," The lady asks kindly.

"One of everything," I mumble, clutching the money in my hands.

The lady fills up a box, and hands it to me.

I throw the money onto the counter, and quickly walk home.

My inner demons were taking over, and I had no control.

I open the box, and sickly sweet smell hits me right in the face.

Then before my brain can say anything, I stuff one of the pastries right into my mind.

It's so good, and I'm barely done chewing the first one, when I push the second one into my mouth.

Pretty soon the whole box is gone, and I feel full for once.

But that lasts for only a minute, until I feel instant guilt.

What had I just done?

"Your such a fat pig." "Get rid of it," Ana commands.

So I walk slowly to the bathroom, and open the toilet bowel.

I take a deep breath, and bend over, sticking my finger down my throat.

At first I don't succeed, but then I feel the bile rising up my throat.

Then I feel everything I just ate coming up, and I gag as I throw up.

The half digested food is floating, and I quickly flush it.

I didn't want to see what a disgusting monster I was.

I wash my hands in the sink, and slide down next to the sink.

Then for the first time in awhile, I start sobbing.

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