Haunted. (Taylors version)

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AN: my art in the cover! Its gayatri in a saree.

~Gayatris POV.

I wait in the cafe for about 10 minutes when i see Pavitr run in.

"Shit am i late?" He asks me.

"Nope," i look down to see what hes wearing. Hobarts band shirt and pavitrs signature shorts.

"Whyd you call me here?" He asks.

"I missed you." I smile and offer him an apple.

"No thanks, dieting." He smiles and we sit down.

"Dont tell me your back at that whole 'eating' thing again? Does Hobart know?" I ask him.

"Mm. im recovering remember?" He chuckles.

"Does Hobart know.?" I ask him once more.

"Yeah! He knows, dont worry! Im in good hands" He shrugs it off.

"Mhm.. do you still love me?" I ask him, i feel like im asking too many questions.

"Mmh.. not like that Gaya.. i mean i love you a lot and-"

I cut him off.

"We never proper broke up ya know? You're still with me." I smile at him.

"M.. gayatri, we arent.. no. We arent dating, we're done. Done done. COMPLETELY done." He scoffs and gets up.

"Dont make me a bad person. I didnt force you to kiss me that night." I furrow my brows.

"I never said you did. What you did force me into though was a fucking relationship. It was all too fast, and i like hobie now. Get over it."

Those words taste like poison. I want to die now, kill me now god.

"I.. okay. Okay i get it. Just uhm. Pavitr, please dont do that whole food thing. It hurts everyone." I smile.

"Fucking 'food thing.'.. fucking hilarious Gaya." He laughs.

"Im not being funny, im serious." He sighs.

"Fine.. whatever. Bye."

~Pavitrs POV.
I see as Gayatri gets up and walks away, i turn my head and see hobie.

"How long have you been there?" I ask him.

"Start of the conversation. Left ya phone." He sighs and sits next to me. "Food problems that i know about?"

"Mm.. its nothing. Nothing important." I smile and kiss his cheek.

"Mmhokay? Back to the room?" He asks me.

"Totally."

~once we get back to the dorm. (Hobies POV)

"Tell me Pavitr, its okay."i sit on our bed.

"Id rather not." He groans and goes to the kitchen.

"Fine." I say but ill ask Gayatri.

"Cool." He shrugs it off.

~Gayatri +Hobies texts

Me: whats fhe 'food problem' that Pavitrs having?

Gayatri: anorexia or sum. He lost like 80 pounds in two months.

Me: he doesnt look that bad. Should i worry?

Gayatri: he knows how to hide it. Worry, hes 70 pounds.

(Going against like all of his canon looks but his emo style he looks skinny so..)

Me: really..? He looks bigger.

Gayatri: muscle mass or sum.

Me: makes sense. Do i ask him.

Gayatri: i thought u knew??

Me: nope, unaware.

Gayatri: that prick. Break up with him already.

Me: not a chance 🫶

~back to irl. (pavitrs pov)

I sit on the couch, chewing the skin around my nails.

"Pavitr" i look up and see hobie.

"Hobie." I smile and pull him next to me.

"Do you have an eating disorder?" He asks me.

My heart sank, beating in my stomach.

"No? What would make you think that?" I chuckle.

"So what were you and Gayatri talking about?" Hes asking too many questions.

"Hobie, i have stomach problems, thats all. Just a bit of lactose intolerance." I smile.

"Well i texted Gaya-"

"Your texting Gayatri?" I look at him in disbelief.

"For your safety. We dont talk much."

"That implies you talk at all." Is something going one between them? God i need to stop over thinking.

"Not much, usually about you. But thats not what this is about.. and now that i think of it.. i havent seen you eat anything but like a salad and a fuck ton of booze in like a week, i wouldnt be surprised if you were still drunk."

"Hobie theres nothing wrong with me, i just dont eat infront of people." I assure him. But everything im saying is a lie.

"Darling.."

"Dont fucking darling me , your accusing me of having an eating disorder which i dont have! Its honestly outrageous."

"No, ill drop it, its my bad." He sighed.

"Your bad indeed. Im.. oh my god." I look down.

"Im sorry." He says.

I sigh.

"Fine.. fine fine- i have.. fuck. Bulimia. It seems weird- i know- i dont like eating all that much but everything i do i just puke if back up. Its not something im proud of.. i only did it one or .. three times.. when we first met and i noticed how much i lost so i kept doing it.. i just.. i just didnt want to-.. yknow..?"

"I think you should see a therapist." Hobie just looked confused.

"Ive seen many. Hobie i dont need your help, i havent been doing it recently.. okay- ive been doing it a lot. But.. but you know.. i.."

"You dont have to explain yourself," Hobie grabbed me and hugged me tightly.

AN: if you or a friend suffers from an ED (eating disorder) know you're not alone, you can search up numbers to call for mental support and other things along the lines of mental health and physical wellbeing.

This chapter is not giving tips, this chapter is mainly for awareness. When you are bulimic and you throw up it ruins your stomach and you begin throwing up your stomach acid which deteriorates your teeth and you'll have to get them removed. If you want to talk to me my discord is spyxx_
My snapchat is iluuvvzu
Please stay safe.

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