#48- He Finds Out You Have an Eating Disorder.
Ashton: "Try this" Ashton said, holding up food to your mouth, but you pushed it away. "I'm not hungry," you said, pushing it away. "Y/N, come one you have to eat something, you haven't eaten in days," he argued. You knew he was just trying to be nice, but it annoyed you. "Ashton just leave me alone! I'm fine you yelled," walking away. You hated yelling at Ashton and you instantly regret it. "Babe," Ashton started, coming to check on you. "Hey," you said, quietly. "I know you hate when people worry about you, but I'm worried. I know you are anorexic, and that scares the shit out of me," he said, hugging your thin body. "I know Ash, I'm sorry,' you cried into his shoulder. "I'm going to help you get through this. Just please promise me you will cooperate. I can't and I will not lose you too," he said, clearly upset. "I promise," you whispered.
Luke: "Thanks Mr. and Mrs. Hemmings," you said one more time, before leaving. They had just had a huge family dinner, it was amazing, but you hated the thought of having all of that food in you. "Hey, I am going to go call someone, be right back," Luke said, kissing your cheek. Prefect time to do what you needed to do. You were in the bathroom, getting rid of what you just ate, if it wasn't obvious now, you were bulimic and Luke had no idea. Once you were done, you brushed your teeth and went to go back by Luke. To your surprise, you saw him standing on the outside of the door. "I'm not stupid," he growled. "What do you mean?" "Y/N, you have lost a ton of weight, I know what you just did and I don't like it. Tell me why," he said, holding your hands. You explained how you were getting hate and you hated how you looked, which made Luke cry. "Listen, don't go online for a few days. We need you to get better," he said, hugging you.
Michael: "Oh my God it's Michael Clifford!" You heard a few girls yell and they came up to you two. "Can we have a picture?" "Sure," Michael smiled, and you took the camera. "Oh my gosh thank you so much!" One gushed. "Hey everyone I'll be right back," Michael announced, running off. "You know, I have no idea why Michael would pick you you're fat," one girl said, before leaving. For some reason, that stuck with you and it hurt. For the next few weeks, you just stopped eating and you didn't think anyone noticed, but you were wrong. "Y/N, we need to talk," Michael said, coming to sit on the bed with you. "What's up?" You asked, tossing the magazine aside. "Why aren't you eating?" He asked, blunt. "I am-" "No, you're not," he cut you off. "I know you haven't and I need to know why so I can help you," he stated. "I don't need-" "You need help," he said again. "I will be here every step of the way, but you need to slowly stop doing this," he reasoned. "You're everything to me and I wish you could see how amazing you are," he sighed, resting his forehead to yours.
Calum: "What would everyone like to have tonight?" Your waitress asked. You were out with Calum and all of the band and crew for a celebration dinner for the new album being a huge success. When it got to you, you just said, "A salad." You earned a disapproving look from Calum, but he didn't say anything the whole dinner. When you finally got home, you ran straight for the bathroom, but Calum stopped you. "Why are you doing this?" He asked, obviously angry. "Have you seen the other guy's girlfriends? They are all so skinny and look at me." "I am looking at you, and do you want to know what I see?" Calum asked. "I see a beautiful, smart, amazing girl that I am completely in love with. I just wish she would see it." Calum was always the one to bring you back to reality. "Calum, for you, I will get better," you hugged him. "I'm here every step of the way," he reassured you.
I'm sorry if this offends anyone, i didnt mean it in a offensive way, i myself have eating disorder and other mental shit tbh, if anyone wants to talk about it you can always message me x
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