I know you don't care

the flashback

Younger drew POV:
I quickly ran after my mother as our laughter echoed through
The lively mansion. The air smelt sweet like those overpriced candles that no one buys. I swiftly turn a corner and while doing so I hear a Crash; like something hitting the ground. its probably nothing
I thought and kept running, looking out for her long blonde hair flowing behind her, soon I found her in a room and Immediately clung to her leg "Tag! I got you~" I giggled "Haha I guess you did," my mother said with a warm smile. I always loved the games of tag we would play. She always let me win but all of a sudden I smelled something I didn't recognise. It smelt bitter and ashy. I looked up at my mother and could tell she smelt it too "Your father must be trying to make himself some toast again" my mother laughed while peaking through the door.  her expression quickly dropped and fear flooded her face. Her hands were shaky and she looked like she had seen a ghost
"Andrew!" My mother started
"you need to go outside NOW!"
"But why" I said going over to see what was going on but as soon as I stepped out I understood what she meant. when I looked out I saw a huddle of flames roaring and spitting. The candle scent, the fallen object...it couldn't be. before I could act an arm grabbed me and started pulling me down Stairs. It was Dad...?
"Dad wait moms still in there-"
"Andrew we have to go. I'm sure she will follow us out!"
"No, she's still in there!"
I argued trying to pull away. Once we were out I kept kicking and screaming trying to claw back to the burning building that was once my home and at this point my dad had stopped arguing with me and was focusing on trying to hold me back. Soon a team of firefighters arrived. People had left their homes by now to look at the destruction. As the firemen ran in the smoke got thicker and thicker. it slowly harder to breathe. By now I was coughing uncontrollably
"but...*cough*... she's still...in there...!" "Andrew the firefighters are gonna-!" my dad stops and I realise there's a new smell, cooked meat.

"DREW" I quickly snapped out of my trans and looked around I was in the cafeteria with Liam and Henry now I remembered Jake had already gone to the music club and the only sandwich they had left was ham, I looked down at my food but suddenly the smell from the fire came back and I repressed the urge to vomit. After the fire, I just ate less and less until I couldn't stomach the simplest foods. It was sickly for me
"Bro you should really eat something" Liam says sounding confused
"Nah I am still stuffed from breakfast. I'm really not hungry" I reply casually
"Oh?"
"What?"
"It's just, what about the other times you weren't hungry?"

Oh shit.