Narry Story

Chapter 14

Niall's Pov:

How did Harry find out my secret?

Was it that obvious that I was starving myself.

I didn't think it was.

My brain was going into overdrive, and I felt like I was going to throw up.

"I mean I've seen the way you and Zayn look at each other," Harry says annoyed, and I could sense jealously in his voice.

That was the farthest thing from the truth, and I sighed in relief.

Harry didn't know any secret then.

I was safe.

"Harry Zayn and I are just friends," I mumble.

"Oh good," Harry says smiling.

"Yeah I'm sorry about the other day," I say blushing, and looking down.

"That's okay I understand if you don't like me," Harry says, with pain visible in his voice.

"It's not that it's complicated," I mutter.

"Just tell me then," Harry says, trying to convince me.

But I can't, because then I'll have to tell him everything.

I can't let Harry know I have an eating disorder.

"Maybe another time I'm tired," I apologize, laying back down.

"Okay Niall feel better," Harry smiles, and presses his lips to my forehead.

I freeze, and I feel like I'm about to pass out.

Harry leaves chuckling, and I want to smack him.

Why does he have to do this to me?

Now I feel bad, for not telling him the truth.

But I couldn't.

The boys would leave, and think I was crazy or something.

I know it, so it was better none of them knew my secret.

I take a breath, and slowly roll on my back.

Everything aches in protest, and I want to just sleep forever.

That would be nice, but I can't miss too much school.

The struggle was real.

Somehow though I fell back asleep.

My mouth tasted awful when I woke up, and I needed to get the taste out.

So I went to the kitchen slowly, and grabbed a water bottle.

My whole body was in so much pain, and I didn't want to do anything.

I felt like crap, and felt even worse when I realized I had eaten that dam soup.

"Fatass why can't you do anything right?," Ana asks in disappointment.

Ana was right, but I wanted her to shut up.

The soup had been delicious, and I wanted it to stay in my stomach.

"Go run then piggy," Ana sneers.

That was the last thing I wanted to do, but I couldn't help myself.

I was like an addict.

Just like a drug addict wanted drugs, I wanted to lose as much weight as I could.

I didn't even change my clothes, just put on a pair of sneakers, and went outside.

I ran around the loop, like the last time.

But something felt off, I felt like I was dying.

I hadn't even ran that much, but I shrugged it off.

Hopefully I wouldn't pass out again.

I would go back in the house, in a minute.

Just one more lap to go.

I was coming back around the loop to my house, when my stupid ass tripped over a pebble.

I hadn't even seen it.

I felt the pain in my knees, and started laughing.

Then crying.

What the fuck was happening?

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I was becoming my inner demon.

My eating disorder was taking over.

I was becoming a crazy monster.

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