~Most beautiful in the world~ Oscar/Arthur

chapter 8

Trigger warning: eating disorder.

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"Let me go." Says Arthur and struggles to get his hand loose from Oscar his grip.

You are lying to everyone, Arthur." Says Oscar, and Arthur hears the anger in his voice.

"I will eat at the hotel, I promise." Says Arthur, and Oscar stops walking and turns Arthur around so that he can look into his eyes.

"I heard enough promises from you, I'm not believing you. Why didn't you say to them that you would eat in the hotel? Why did you have to say that you have already eaten with me?" Says Oscar, and Arthur shrugs.

"Because they will force me to eat there and I want to go to my room, Oscar. Let my arm go." And with a hard pull, he gets his hand released.

"You told them that you have eaten with me, so that Lorenzo can't see that you haven't ordered room service in your hotel room. You know that Lorenzo looks at the final payment list to know if you have eaten." Says Oscar, and Arthur glares at him.

"You are an idiot." Says Arthur angry.

"But I'm right, and you know that." Says Oscar, and Arthur looks away.

"Why haven't you been eaten? You have to eat and you know that! What will happen if you pass out because you don't have food in your body for so long? No, what if that happens when you're in the car? What do you think would happen, Arthur? Are you crazy!"

"I have been eaten! You don't know how the last few days were for me because you didn't even pick up a phone or anything. You left me without saying anything and I had to find out that you were in America with Logan. So don't talk to me like that, because you don't know a fucking thing." Says Arthur angry.

"I thought you were with Dennis!"

"I don't care what you think. You don't know what I was doing those days, so how do you know if I have eaten or not? And besides that, you don't have a say about when I eat or not. I know how to take care of my body and I don't need you or my brothers to say what I have to do. I will eat when I want and not because you think I should do it."

"Charles told me that you haven't been eaten." Says Oscar and Arthur's face changed.

"Charles?"

"Yes, he walked into my motor home and we talked about you. I don't want to hide that from you."

"You don't like Charles and he doesn't like you. Why are you talking? It's weird."

"Because we care about you and we see that you're not doing well, but you won't let us in." Say's Oscar.

"I'm doing well! What are you talking about? You don't know what I feel? I'm okay, and I told them that too. Don't interfere in my life, I can take care of myself!"

"You are my boyfriend, of course I'm worried about you and want you to be happy."

"I'm happy. And don't act like you all care, your attention is McLaren in the last few months and not me. So don't start now. I can take care of myself and don't need someone to do that for me." Says Arthur.

"You really think I don't care about you because I'm trying my best for McLaren? What the hell Arthur!"

"You know what, I don't have the energy for this." Says Arthur, and he starts to walk away, but Oscar grabs his arm and pulls him back.

"No, you are coming with me and we're going to eat." Says Oscar, and Arthur gives him an angry stare.

"Fuck you Oscar." And he pulls his arm back and walks away.