Narry Story

Chapter 7

Niall's Pov:

When I wake up, my head is hurting like a mother fucker.

I feel a small bump, and then I see Harry sitting in the chair next to my bed.

"Your awake," Harry smiles.

I resist the urge, to cover my disgusting body even more.

I can't believe Harry had watched me pass out.

How was I going to explain this away?

These thoughts were spinning in my head, and slowly I get up to grab a water.

Harry follows closely behind me, which was kind of annoying.

"Harry I'll be fine." "You can leave now," I say.

Immediately when I say this, I feel like a complete jerk.

All Harry was trying to do was help, and I was being a wanker.

"Fine bye Niall," Harry says sadly, and slams the door as he leaves.

Shit.

Why the hell had I done that?

Oh that's right, I didn't want Harry finding out my secret.

Especially since I had passed out right in front of him.

I couldn't let it happen again.

But I wouldn't eat, I just wouldn't push myself to the extreme.

Luckily there wasn't any unhealthy food in the fridge, or I would really be tempted.

Just veggies mostly, and some water.

I needed to eat something small, then I would just relax for a little bit.

I was still recovering from earlier, and my nose still hurt.

So I quickly took out some carrots, and broccoli.

I would at least this time, warm them in a pan.

But no extra calories, not even a pinch of salt.

I took out a small pan, and put the veggies into it.

I added some water, and watched as it cooked.

They were kind of soft, but not mushy.

They smelled delicious, and I cut all of it into very small pieces.

To avoid overeating, and I had way of doing it.

Eating the smaller pieces first, and working my way to the bigger pieces.

I ate slowly, and didn't want to finish.

But I did, and I felt as full as I had, when I had binged on the doughnuts.

Keep it down, I keep telling myself.

I cared about my weight, but this would probably shock everyone, I didn't want to die.

I just couldn't control myself sometimes.

So instead of exercising again, I laid on the couch.

Then I turned on the tv, and watched something mindless.

I just needed a night away from my thoughts, and Ana.

But that didn't last long.

I had only been laying on the couch, ignoring my thoughts for about an hour.

When Ana started nagging me in my ear again.

"Come on you ate all that." "Time to burn it off pig," Ana sneers, mocking me.

Then I feel horrible all over again, and pull on my running clothes.

It starts all over again.

I stretch this time, I wasn't going to push myself.

I was taking it easy.

Not too long either, because it was starting to get dark.

So I start running, and I wince at my sore muscles.

But Ana was right, I was a fat pig.

I needed to burn all of those calories, I had just eaten.

I kept up a steady pace, but accidentally tripped over my own shoelace.

When I went down, I just laid on the ground for a moment.

I barely felt the pain, and instead I started screaming.

I screamed and screamed.

I couldn't take this much more.

I hated the person I saw in the mirror.

A monster.

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