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CHAPTER SEVEN
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS THE MENTION OF ANOREXIA
ANOREXIA (IN ALL FORMS)
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PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THIS THEMES!
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STAY SAFE!
❤️
-THE AUTHOR
HARRY
The past few days it seemed to get better.
Louis ate regurlary, not much, but he did.
He became more quiet but I didn't really notice because I worked a lot.
He did a lot sport and drank much.
He wore my T-shirts since a few weeks which were much to big for him but they looked cute on him.
„Louis? Do you know where my phone-"
We just ate and Louis said he had to go to the toilet.
I froze when I knocked at the bathroom door and carefully opened it when no answer came back to see Louis hovering above the toilet.
„Louis!"
He wipped over his mouth after he was done emptying his stomach.
„Lou. Don't tell me you do this everytime after eating."
I again noticed how tiny his whole state was.
„Leave me alone!"
Louis pushed me aside to make his way out and grabbed his keys and his jacket, pulling on his sneakers.
„My shift is starting soon. I'll be back in the evening."
And he slammed the door shut.
I stood there, trying to process what I just saw.
