Help//5sos ✔️

5.

"what the hell do you mean that's good?" calum spoke slowly.

"n-nothing. let's just go home please." i spoke as i stood up to walk away.

calum sighed and walked behind me.

"we're going to talk about this during dinner." he spoke firmly.

no. no food. i worked my ass off for this body. i wasn't going to let my brother ruin it.

we met up with the boys in the car and continued to the house.

"wow! this is huge." i spoke as i stared up at the mansion in front of me.

"duh." luke replied with a laugh.

we parked and ashton showed me to my room.

"don't be mad please. i only told him because i was worried." ashton spoke slowly.

i nodded stiffly. around 30 minutes later, i finally finished unpacking all of my clothes.

i laid on the bed and pulled out my phone. i saw a text from my best friend, beatrice.

she was beautiful. she had long dark brown hair and blue eyes. she was also the perfect weight. i was always fat compared to her. now we were the same, but she keeps telling me i'm obese and you know, she's probably right. she's always been right.

bee<3: hey bestie! how was the flight? is it different in america?? remember skinny comes at a price!

me: hiiii!!! the flight was good! fucking bumpy tho. it's way different. the streets even look different. yes well aware! haven't eaten a thing today, only water.

bee<3: good job my little ana. continue strong and we'll be the prettiest girls in grade 11 when you're back.

me: of course! i'll text you later bee. i love you:)

bee<3: love you too babe!:D

i put down my phone and went to the mirror and saw my body. god i was still so fat, no matter how little i ate, i was fucking fat.

i heard feet shuffling up to my door and quickly pulled and tube of mascara out and pretended to put some on.

"hey princess." michael smiled lightly.

"ew, you don't need makeup." he spoke with an eye roll when he saw me applying it.

i rolled my eyes in response and continued layering it on.

"cal said it's time for dinner." michael spoke nervously.

"oh for sure, give me one second." i replied with a fake smile.

he nodded slowly before leaving my room.

i got good at avoiding eating. hopefully they won't notice.

i walked downstairs and saw them all sitting at the kitchen table.

i grabbed a seat across from calum and stared at them.

the food looked delicious, but it was packed with calories. do you even know how many calories are in spaghetti, at least 400+

i slowly reached forward and grabbed a small portion of the spaghetti and salad.

i started to twirl my food around the fork and went to bring it to my mouth and then asked, "so how's stuff been in america?"

"it's been pretty good! we've all just been so busy at work, but we get to travel around a lot too." luke smiled.

"oh, i see. are there any favorite places?" i asked as i began to cut the spaghetti up.

"oh yeah! we've got to take you to the beach. it's so fucking cool there." michael laughed.

i chuckled along and went to go pick up some salad.

"so, any new love interests?" i asked with a smirk as i placed my fork down.

"none at all. work comes first." calum spoke with a soft smile.

"that's funny coming from you mr. playboy in high school." i laughed.

"whatever." calum spoke with an eye roll.

soon dinner was over and i successfully only took two bites.

i cleared my plate and excused myself to go shower.

calum's pov

"you realize that she only ate two bites right?" ashton pointed out.

"no way really?" luke spoke.

"yeah, i was counting. she's using the techniques i saw heavily during my eating disorder round. she's acting like she's going to eat a bite, but then asks a question and she's cutting up the bites super small." ashton spoke softly.

"so she really has anorexia then?" i spoke softly.

"i'm afraid so. i wonder what caused it." ashton replied.

"peer pressure?" michael guessed.

"most likely, i think we all need to have a conversation as soon as possible about this though."