Over Again (Liam Paynes Fanfic, Does include other boys)

I need a doctor, to bring me back to life

It was now Tuesday, my doctor’s appointment was today. We had taken Aimee back Sunday night to her Dance School; she had met some new friends that were going to bring her back on Friday because they drove straight past us. I wanted Liam to come to the doctors with me, if they told me I didn’t want to repeat, I wanted Liam to hear it. I stood in the mirror looking at my body, I had cuts on my body but they were fading. I had cut last week but not since I was too weak to bring myself to do it. Liam had sent his parents on holiday for their anniversary it would mean that we would get the house to ourselves and they wouldn’t need to see me like this.

“Are you ready?” Liam asked me as we waited in the car park. “Ana-Lucia are you ready?” he asked me again. I heard him the first time but my reaction was slow. I was so cold, what if they told me something serious. I looked around at Liam to see his comforting eyes locked in mine. He got out of the car and walked around to my door opening it slowly for me. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea” Liam thought aloud. “Liam, we need to do this” I spoke strongly. This wasn’t just me needing to put weight back on now. This is about me violently throwing up every time I eat a whole meal, getting head ache at the smell of food. I was going to die if they couldn’t do something, and I knew it.

LIAMS POV-

I held her hand. He finger so frail and boney in my hand. I admired her courage to do this. I expected her to back out of this. I think she knew though as well as I did that if she didn’t go through with this she would most probably die.

We were lucky Aimee had been accepted into the dance school. Aimee would be watching her own mother die if she was here. This is another reason I thought Ana-Lucia was so into doing this, she had realized that Aimee needed her mum and I think Ana-Lucia had finally realized that. Just a few weeks ago, I would see suicide notes scrunched up in the bin from Ana-Lucia; this is why I needed to be with her all the time. The night I went to Louis’s house Ana-Lucia could have done anything and I had left her. From then I would never leave her side.

I looked at her as we were walking into the doctor’s room. Her doctor was a tallish woman with thick blonde hair. “Ana-Lucia?” She asked. “Yes” Ana-Lucia replied back weakly. “Take a seat” the doctor instructed pointing over to two comfy looking chairs in the room next to her desk. We sat; Ana-Lucia in the chair closest to the desk. The doctor looked Ana-Lucia up and down, without asking the obviously knew why we were here. “Ana-Lucia will you stand next to the measuring stick please.”Ana-Lucia got up and slowly walked over to the measuring stick. She stood and the doctor          measured Ana-Lucia’s height.

“Your height is approximately 127cm Ana-Lucia” the doctor spoke. “Yeah I’m a small person.” Ana-Lucia spoke. The doctor smiled, I could see in her eyes she was worried. ”Come over to the scales now Ana-Lucia”. Ana-Lucia paused then slowly and slowly, step by step walked to the scales. I watched her hesitate to put her first foot onto the scales and then again with the second. I watched the doctors face as she read the dial. Her worried eyes suddenly started overflowing with more worry. I felt my heart pound inside, what was she going to say to us?

DOCTOR POV-

This girl was severely underweight. She was 127cm tall and weighed 19kg. To be at least a normal weight for her size she would need to be 23.5kg and this would still be dangerous for her. Anything below a BMI of 18.5 is underweight, this girl was 14.9, if she didn’t put some weight on she would die, and this was just from looking at her BMI. “Ana-Lucia” I looked up at the teenager, she looked at me weakly. “Ana-Lucia, your BMI shows you to be severely underweight. I will be assigning you to a diet plan which I will set up for you based on what I see throughout the rest of our appointment.

I did more tests throughout the appointment but nothing seemed to be going well, Ana-Lucia’s insides were deteriorating inside her. If she kept throwing up, her stomach would explode and she would die. “Ana-Lucia” I spoke to her. “I am going to set you up a diet, if you don’t this up… I am putting in foods that won’t make you throw-up, you might not like the foods Ana-Lucia.. But if you keep throwing up the way you do…In less than a month…”I didn’t know how to finish the sentence. “I will die... Won’t I?” Ana-Lucia asked me. I looked into Liam’s eyes. I saw tears fill up in them, he obviously loved this girl. “Well… Yes Ana-Lucia, I’m sorry”

I saw in her face she was holding back the tears, she released one and then another and slowly they kept coming. It’s not very often I have to tell my patients this. It was heart-breaking for me. This girl was only 18 she had only just started life; she had a five year old daughter and was dating one of the most famous people in the world. She deserved better than this.

LIAMS POV-

“I will die won’t I?” These five words we spinning around in my head. I would not let her die. We stood up slowly. Ana-Lucia had my hand tightly locked in hers. “Liam…” The nurse spoke as we were about to leave. I turned around holding Ana-Lucia in my right hand. “Can I have an autograph please?” The doctor asked. I was appalled. “GET OF HERE!” I yelled. I was so angry. She had just told my fiancée that she was going to die and she was asking for my autograph, normally I would say yes… But this… This was wrong.

ANA-LUCIAS POV-

“Yes Ana-Lucia, I’m sorry” those words. They seemed so real. They were real. They were going around and around. I kept hearing them. I knew it was true but to hear them actually being spoken to me made me realize how serious this actually was. Liam was so angry about the doctor, I was upset, and I didn’t know what to do. “Li” he looked at me. “Ana-Luc” his words were stolen from the thousands of tears now streaming from his eyes. “I can’t lose you” he cried.

“You’re not going to baby”.