Little Things (1D Fanfic)©

Chapter 6

***Flashback***

I stared in the mirror, taking in my giant stomach and flabby thighs. Zayn and his friends were right; I was fat and ugly. Liam was cursed to have a sister like me. No wonder he led the whole to cast their judgemental eyes down on me. I sighed and made a mental list of all of my flaws.

1) My freckles. They didn't sooperate with my dull hazel eyes at all. In my eyes, they were equivalent to pimples: unwanted and disgusting.

2) My thighs. They're huge and flabby. It's like an endless layer of skin piled up on top of each other. Repulsive.

3) My back dimples. You can't see them most of the time, but that doesn't stop me from critisizing them.

4) My hair. It frizzed out and made every day seem like the most humid day in the world. Unlike Liam's, my hair was pretty curly, which didn't make my life easier.

5) My stomach. It hung out around my jeans and gave me the appearance of an overgrown mushroom. It took me years to squeeze into my jeans! At school, when they did the yearly height/weight test on the students, I always refuse to attend. I never want to know my weight! It's unnessary knowledge that will only make me more depressed once known.

There were so many flaws, but the tears were streaming too hard down my face for me to concentrate. I reached into my cabinet and took out my blades, giving in to their callls once again.

***End Flashback***

"I, uh, I-," Zayn stuttered, looking from my determined expression to Liam's angry and shocked one.

"Zayn...," Liam said warningly, his eyes flashing a shade that I have never seen before in my brother's eyes, even when he was mad at me for bothering him.

"I didn't mean too!" Zayn shouted, finally finding words. "Britney made me," he defended, sending me a glance full of sorrow and pity. I turned my gaze away so that he'd get a feel for how enraged and hurt I was.

"Wait, Britney? Hollows? The girl you dated, like, a year ago?" Niall asked. Zayn nodded his head shamefully in confirmation.

"Zayn, why would you do that to a person?! Bullying is a horrible thing to do! I told you all when we first met that I had been bullied before! Imagine how Cammie felt!" Liam shouted at Zayn.

"Hey, you weren't all that better, buddy," I accused, jabbing a finger in Liam's direction. His eyes turned sad, and he reached forward to movem but I backed away before he could reach me. I didn't want him to touch me right now. I just wanted to go and be alone. To cry into a pillow. To let out my anger. As if sensing my feelings, the cuts on my forearm tingled.

Silence ate us all alive as we stood in the kitchen, not exactly sure how to proceed from here on out. "I'll just start making dinner, I guess," Danielle offered, Liam acknowledging her with a small smile.

Sudden realization and I felt my heart nearly stop, then triple its original pace. Having my brother and the boys in the house meant hiding my cuts and eating habits from even more. Not even Danielle knows about my bulimia yet. And she will never find out. I won't let her. I was just going to have to be extra careful.

"Actually, I'm not that hungry right now. I'll eat later," I lied, heading out of the kitchen. Deep down, I wisshed that one of them would make me stay and eat. Alas, all they did was nod and wave to me as I left, resuming a previous conversation. I sighed inwardly and felt tears prick at my eyes. Without meaning to, I let out a small sob. I knew they didn't care.

***Louis' P.O.V***

I was still shocked at Cameron's mere existance. Why had Liam never mentioned her? He's had plenty of opportunites, what with me talking about Lottie, Fizzy, Phoebe, and Daisy all the time.