ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ sᴍᴏᴋᴇ. ᵐⁱᵏᵉ ʷʰᵉᵉˡᵉʳ + ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇʸᵉʳˢ

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WILLS POV - mentions of eating disorders. - mentions of SH.

Will held his wrist under the sink, feeling the cold water on his skin.

Will let a break out.

Will removed his hand from the sink, turning off the faucet.

He grabbed a towel, trying it off gently.

He put a bandaid on the small cut, and turned to unlock the door.

He opened the door, seeing mike on the bed.

"Oh hey Mike, what did you talk about with Jane?" Will asked.

"Oh nothing, nothing important." Mike said.

Will raised an eyebrow at mike, before sitting on the bed next to him.

"I better go, my family it probably worried." Mike said.

"Oh yeah, of course." Will said.

"You know, you should come over for dinner some time." Mike said.

Panic filled Will, he didn't know why, but eating with a bunch of people watching him? He could barely eat by himself.

"Yeah, maybe." Will Said, smiling softly at mike.

"I'll see you later." He said, kissing will on the cheek.

"See you later." Will whispered, as mike left the room, his smile gone.

Will sharply exhaled, he knew something was wrong with him, but he didn't want to admit it.

He got up, and walked towards his door.

He left his room, entering janes without knocking.

"Hey! Knock!" Jane said.

Will sighed, and knocked on the open door.

"Yes?" She asked, spinning around on her spiny chair.

"I need to talk to you." Will said.

"Me too." Jane said, her smile dropping.

Will fully walked in, closing the door behind him.

"You first." He Said.

"I think you have a eating disorder." She said.

"What?" Will asked.

"I think you have anorexia." She said.

"What? That's crazy, it can't be true." Will said.

"It might not be, but you should get tested for it." Jane said.

"I'm sorry." Will said, his eyes filling with tears.

"Hey, you have nothing to apologize for." Jane said, standing up to hug will.

"I feel like I need to control my weight, before it wasn't so bad, but know it feels like every meal I need too." Will said, as tears poured down his eyes.