Narry Story

Chapter 17

Niall's Pov:

I couldn't believe, how stupid I had been.

After years of hiding myself, I had ruined it all in one swoop.

Zayn would tell the boys, and they would never look at me the same.

Stupid stupid.

I wanted to break something, so I angrily punched the wall.

The plaster cracked a little, and my hand hurt like hell.

The pain made it real.

After I had realized what I had done, I laid down calmly on the couch.

"Fuck," I whisper to myself, clutching my hand close to my chest.

I was in deep shit.

Zayn would never let me forget this, this would be all he would judge me by.

But I would have to go to school, I had no choice.

I had skipped too many days already, and I couldn't get into trouble.

On top of everything else.

I didn't have the energy to do anything, so I just laid on the couch.

I was shivering, and pulled a blanket around my shoulders.

It helped a little, and I had to remind myself to breath.

I could make up some lie.

I hadn't been eating, I had been sick.

That's what I would do, because I wouldn't get sent away.

My life was fine, the way it was.

Even with my obsessive nature with calories.

It had always been like that.

Even when I was very little.

It hadn't just happened in the past couple of years, it had always been like that.

Maybe when my parents worked less, they cared about me.

But they were also on me about my weight all the time.

"Are you really going to eat all of that?".