One Fateful Phone Call - One Direction

Chapter 3

VICTORIA'S POV

***Dreaming***

As I was walking down stairs I saw Niall sitting on the couch so I walked up to him and sat down.

"Hey Niall what's up?" I asked him.

"Don't give me that! I know what you're hiding Victoria!" Niall said glaring at me.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" I asked nervously.

"I know you starve yourself Victoria. I know you cut yourself and I know if you do eat, you'll go throw it up ten minutes later. That's sick, why would you do that? It's gross why would anybody even want you?! You're disgusting, you deserve to die! Just kill yourself right now!" he yelled at me. I broke down on the ground crying and thought, he was right; I should just end my life right now. It's not like anyone would miss me anyway.

"So are you gonna do it? Huh Victoria? Victoria, Victoria, Victoria!" I felt reality slowly slipping back to me and I realized that none other than Niall himself was shaking me awake saying my name repeatedly.

***Dream ending***

"Stop Niall I'll do it!" I screamed sitting up breathing heavily, tears streaming down my face.

"Victoria what's wrong I heard you screaming?" he asked wiping away some of my newly fallen tears. I let out loud sobs and couldn't muster up my voice to tell him. "Shh, it's alright love I'm here, it was only a nightmare." he told me now embracing me in a hug.

"But that's the thing Niall, it could be reality." with that I just cried harder thinking of what he would say if he found out my secrets. I would be able to handle it if my dream or rather nightmare, became reality.

"What do you mean? In your dream I heard you tell that you'll do it and for me to stop. Victoria, I would never hurt you ever alright?" he confirmed pulling away slightly so he could see my face. He then stared into my eyes searching for something. Well all he's going to find is a boat load of regret and truck full of hurt.

"Sit down, it's a long story." I told him, and he listened, sitting beside me on my bed and putting the covers over him. I can't believe I'm going to tell him this, I haven't even told Sam the full story or my mom at all, oh god.

"What is it V?" oh man, he called me V, my old boyfriend Jake called me that. Ugh he's a jerk; anyway back to the situation at hand.

"Before I say anything, you have to promise me you won't say anything until the end of my story, alright?"

"I won't, my lips are sealed." I let a small smile slide onto my face as he pretended to zip his mouth shut with his fingers.

"Alright, so it all started with this girl at school, her name was Tori and we were best friends. Everybody loved the Tori's, as they called us. Throughout the years we had these girls that would try and be our friends, and we let them. But only a select few as Tori had this vision that they all needed to be a size 0 and not as pretty as her. One day she came up to me and said I was too fat to be in our click anymore just because I was a size 3 and not a 0." I paused letting giving Niall time for thing to sink in.

"She put me through hell and back just so I could be in that clique again. She told me I was worthless and a waste of human space. She said I didn't deserve a guy like Jake as my boyfriend. I felt so bad about myself that, I started to cut myself."

I lifted up the sleeves on my plaid shirt to reveal many, many scars on both arms. Niall was shocked and looked at me with a painful expression. The tears started rolling down my cheeks once again as I continued my story.

"She said that my scars were ugly and still said I was fat. She told me I had to be perfect in order to be her friend. So I tried to starve myself to lose weight. I did that for a bit and it actually started to work, but then my mom noticed my lack of eating and made me eat again. So I figured that I could eat, as long as I threw it up afterwards. So I did that and now I'm a size 0, but Tori still said I needed to have perfect skin like hers. So I got this medical stuff and now I have good skin." I sighed.