Fragile. z.m

12.

- Zayn -

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Liam took me to the hospital. We went straight to the A&E because I felt like my heart was going to give out any second.

Soon a doctor awaited us. He called my name.

"Hello, Zayn?" He said. "Are you alright son?"
"Yeah why?"
"You look like a little boy."
"I know I'm anorexic, I think."
"Oh, are you seeking any treatment?"
"Not currently, but I'm finally realising I need help."
"Okay Zayn." He smiled. "Come right this way." He motioned Liam and I to follow him.
I walked slowly, my vision kept blurring out and I felt like I was going to faint.
He had me step on the scale. 92. BMI: 12
"Okay Zayn, you need urgent care right away! We are moving you to the special eating disorder clinic on floor 4B. You get a private room, Visits two days a week, you earn more if you progress. You must eat meals, or else you will be force fed through a tube, and you must attend group therapy, and single therapy with the therapist assigned to you."

He walked me to my new room. I sat on the bed and held Liam's hand. The doctor went into another room, down the hallway. Minutes later he came back with a tray of a lot of food.

I started to shake.

"How many calories are in that Zayn?" My mind said.

It was huge. It's probably how much I eat in a week or two.

"I can't do that." I broke down. I ran into the nearest corner and bowed my head into my knees. "I won't"
"Babe please eat." Liam patted my shoulder. "You will be healthy I can't see you sick anymore it hurts."

I breathed. "Fine." I grabbed the fruit first and ate it really slow. The doctor was taking notes when I was eating. I went onto the crisps next. My stomach gurgled. I ran into the attached bathroom and started throwing up.

I leaned against the toilet and cried.

"Are you alright son?"

"My body isn't used to the food." I groaned.

"It must be used to the starvation you put it through. Sorry Zayn but we might have feed you the harder way." He said. "By tube."
"Okay."

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He came back fast with a tube, also a small machine and bag attached.
I whimpered and Liam held my hand as I leaned back.

He measured it and then inserted it through my nose, going through my throat, and he had me swallow water to help the tube go down into my stomach, he taped it to my nose and there was my new feeding tube.

I didn't like it. I could just feel the calories going in me. I felt fat just looking at it.

Liam knew the rules. But he asked if he could stay for a few days just to make sure I was comfortable here because I was really scared. He got permission to stay with me.
The doctor left and Liam and I laid on my bed.

"Zayn I am so proud of you! You chose to recover, I know it's going to be super hard but you are a beautiful human being and you can do this! You deserve to live. I hope you kick anorexia's ass!"

I leaned in kissing him grabbing his top. "Zayn we're in a hospital." I laughed at him.

"Thanks for being so supportive Liam."

"No problem! I'll miss you at school but you can do this!"

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- Three days later -

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- Liam -

I walked into school. I probably have tons of work to do, but then again my mom called the school saying it was a medical leave. But it required me to stay after school and catch up on curriculum. Zayn's weigh in is tomorrow. So far in recovery he has gained 1.5kg, they will release him at 125 pounds and he will be on a meal plan. He must develop healthy eating habits, and eats enough to maintain his weight, which is about 2,400 calories per day.

I walked into class seeing Jake. Prick

"Yo guys Payne is back."

"Where's your boy toy?" A guy teased. I ignored them and sat down as the teacher walked in.

"Hello class! So if any of you know Zayn Malik, will not be able to finish the year with us in school. The constant bullying and family issues have put him in the hospital. He will be in there for quite some time! He has developed an eating disorder. Anorexia nervosa. It is very common in females, but males can also develop it as well. I know some of you struggle or have a friend who struggles with eating disorders, if you or a loved one might feel like you have an eating disorder please go to the doctor and get help. Please don't bully or comment on other peoples weight! Now we have this young lad in the hospital and I know he wasn't treated the greatest!"

Some were crying.
Some speechless.
Some laughed but then stopped.

I felt a year go down my cheek. "He's doing well in recovery, he gained 1.5Kg. He now weighs about 95lbs."

People went into shock. "Yeah his heart almost failed. Watch what you say next time, he never did anything."

Some people looked at the floor, I nodded. The teacher continued the lesson.

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4:12 p.m.

Finally school was over! I could finally go visit Zayn. I try to see him everyday. I sneak around into his window and such.

Today was a scheduled visit. So I signed in and went into Zayn's room. Zayn wasn't in his room so I sat and waited. He's probably at his weigh in. He finally came back. He looked upset. He had his bony hand on his stomach in his little gown thing.

"Hi babe you alright? "

"Yeah Liam, just bloated because of this damn tube, I feel fat."
"You're not Zayn."

"Yeah I am! Anyways I just got weighed."

"What was it?"

"They don't let me look."

"Ugh I'll ask later" I hugged him. Then the doctor walked in. "Zayn your feeds have gone so well!! We're pushing you too 5,000 calories a day until you gain 3kg."

"But I have been fine on 3,500." He complained. "I feel fat."

"Zayn." He laughed. "You are still very underweight!"

"Okay" Zayn sighed and got into his bed.

"May I see his weight doctor."

"97.2lbs." The paper said. "Yay this is great." He smiled. His feeds at 3,500 made him gain 2.2lbs this week. Perfect.

I smiled. "How long does he have to wear the tube?"

"2 weeks. If he gains 10lbs in that time."

"Okay." He left and I held Zayn's hand. " I am so proud of you baby."

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