Ice skating

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A\N
This has like, eating disorders, body dysmorphia,  and stuff, so if you're not comfortable with that typa stuff you can skip!!

I was sitting in my room, scrolling on Instagram. I huffed and looked at my hands, them shaking again. It was honestly so annoying. But it wasn't really something I couldn't control. I chose to ignore it at most times, but it was getting more and more noticeable. I had Anorexia, and so It was really hard for me to eat at times. 

I sighed and noticed I got a call from Walker, and I picked it up.

"Hey Walker, what's up?" I said, the uneasy tone visible.
"Oh nothing, I was wondering if you wanted to go ice skating with me and everyone?" I sighed quietly. I really wanted to, but it was me. I couldn't, but then again, I really couldn't say no.

"Oh, I-yeah, that sounds fun!! Can I meet you at the rink in 15?" I asked.
"Yep! Bye, see ya."
"Uh-yeah, see ya." I said shakily, and got up to change.

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(I was in a rush so this is what you picked out but obvi you can change if you don't like it lol.)

I grabbed my phone and my other stuff, telling my mom that I love her and I'll see her later. I wasn't the strongest at ice skating, but I was okay. I mean, yeah, I fell on my ass sometimes but it's all good.

I met him at the rink, where I saw Leah, Aryan, Dior, Charlie, Xochitl, Momona, and Brady. Walker was my best friend, as was Momona.

 I was close with the rest of them, but not as close as I was with Walker and Momona. Everyone said hi to me, and I said it back. I sat on one of the benches, tying my ice skates. I slipped on my clothes and sighed, leaning against the wall. When everyone was finished, we went out on the ice rink.

I got on the ice, wobbling a bit but being able to keep my balance for the most part. And then, it came.

oh shit, not now! My hands start shaking, and I took a deep breath, trying to ignore it. But it wouldn't go away. And I started getting dizzy. Shoot! I felt light headed all of a sudden, and then.

I fainted.
I didn't know when I hit the ice, all I remembered before was me skating. I woke up in the locker room, surrounded by all of them. I groaned softly.
"W-what happened..?" I said, a bit groggily. Walker sighed in relief.

"You fainted, YN..We were all..really worried.." Walker says uneasily, and I sat up.
"Oh.." I said quietly. What if they found out? I started panicking. That's when Walker lightly took my wrist, examining my hands. And then cleared his throat.

"YN, have you eaten today?" He asked, and my stomach dropped.
shit.

"Yeah, why..?" I said, obviously lying. Walker could tell. He whispered something to the rest of them that I couldn't quite make out, and then he took my hand and led me out of the locker room, to outside of the arena. 

I was visibly confused but just decided to go along with it.
"Walker? Why are we-" I said, but was cut off by him.
"You would tell me anything, right?" He said, and I was a bit caught off guard. I looked up to meet his gaze, and glanced away before looking back.


"Yeah? You're my best friend, of course." He sighed, and then took both of my hands.
"Well, I'm asking this because I've noticed things, YN. I rarely see you eat, and I've noticed you looking, well, different. Not in a bad way-just you look tired, and like you're upset."

 I held my breath the whole time he was talking. He noticed? I looked down, embarrassed. I looked back up, him giving me eyes full of concern.

"I-it's stupid.." I muttered. He sighed.
"No, it's not. Just-talk to me." he said, and sat us down on a nearby bench. I took a deep breath.


"Well-I'm not..I don't feel comfortable in my own body. Like, I don't like my body. or my appearance. I'm constantly comparing myself to other girls so much, and I know it's not good but I can't help it. And on top of that, I can't eat. It's so so hard, Walker. I know, your not gonna like this. But I have Anorexia. I was scared to tell you because I didn't want you to think I was weird. I just can't eat. It's hard, and I hate how my body looks. I wish I was slimmer, I wish I was just-different." 

I finished, the tears already falling. God I felt pathetic. He said nothing for a good couple of seconds, before pulling me into a hug.

"YN, you are perfect. Like, you're gorgeous. When I see you, I get this feeling in my stomach. You are absolutely breath taking. I could never ask for a funnier, nicer, carefree, breathtakingly gorgeous best friend. You hear me? You are perfect."

I was shocked. Like, damn. I felt the heat rising to my cheeks.
"really..?" I mumbled.
"Really." He said, and pulled away, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I smiled softly.

"YN?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I kiss you?"  I blinked multiple times. what? did he really just say that?
I nodded.

I was met with his lips, and his hands made their way to my hips, him squeezing them every few seconds. (FOLDED)

"I CALLED IT!!"
"NO I DID!"
"SHUT THE FCK UP ARYAN I DID!!" We were cut off by sudden yelling, and I turned around, seeing all of them.

"Oh-We've been spotted!! Time for that ninja shit."
Aryan said, and I was already a flustered mess.

"oh-OH! YOU OWE ME TWENTY BUCKS KID!!" Leah shouted, running after him. I couldn't help but laugh. I turned back around to face Walker.

"Can I be your boyfriend??" He said quietly, and I smiled, nodding.

A\N
heyoooo
so this one was kinda hard to write, but i eventually got it done bc yeah
anyway, i say this everytime butttt
if yall have any requests ya know what to dooooo


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