Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

You are too beautiful

*TW- eating disorder*
*A MONTH LATER- EARLY DECEMBER*

*Ami's pov*

I stare up at the ceiling, faint, tired and the room spinning didn't help the matter. "You okay?" Ollie comes into my room from the shower. His towel hung low on his hips and he had a quizzical expression painted on his face.
"Fine."
"Have you eaten?" He steps closer to me and lies on the bed.
I don't answer immediately, contemplating what to tell him. "Yeah." I lie. Well technically I did have a coffee this morning.
Ollie suddenly pulls my face in his hands and stares at me. He had the don't lie to me expression on and he narrows his eyes. I try fight it but within a few seconds, I give up. "I have eaten." I lie again.
He narrows his eyebrows. "Fine! I haven't properly eaten, you happy?"
A growl rumbles in his throat. "I'm going to kill that motherfucker."
"No. I'm fine. Don't do anything!" I leap up off my bed and stand near the mirror. "I'm fine!"
"No you aren't. I knew this was bad but I kept trying to dismiss it for your sake. This isn't right, Am. You can't keep starving yours-"
"I'm not starving myself!" I snap at him and turn away furious. "I told you I'm fine and if I say I'm fine then I'm fucking fine!"
Silence exploded into the air until I felt his arms around my waist a few seconds later and a warm breath on my cheek. "Carter, I know you inside and out. I know when you are struggling so please don't tell me otherwise. This has been going on for ages but you hid it so well so I didn't think anything of it. I'm not having a go at you in any way but you need to admit this problem so we can make it better." His arms wrap around me tighter. I didn't reply and it was still silent for a good minute before he asked, "It was him, wasn't it? All those mean comments. He impacted you more than you thought, not just physically but also mentally." My eye twitches as he hit the target immediately. He understood me more than I knew. A tear slides down my cheek. "But he was right though."
"Don't you even try bullshit me, Carter. You aren't fat, you never were fat but even if you are so what? Everyone is beautiful in their own way and lucky for you, you are beautiful inside and out. That prick just wanted to shatter your self-confidence as you are powerful. He thought that if he did then you couldn't leave him and be helpless but you proved him wrong. So don't try give him the satisfaction that he is right because he really isn't. Look at me." I turn to look at him, tears falling quicker now as I take in what he said. "You are beautiful, so fucking beautiful. And you know I've said this a thousand times but I will forever continue to say it, I love you. I love your heart, I love your face, I love your brain, I love your body, I love everything about you. And you need to know that your body changes as you grow, that's just growing up. And you look so sexy with those curves, trust me. I swear on my whole life, you look even sexier with those curves, Am." I turn and cry in his chest, his words hit me like a bullet. He was so kind and caring and how did I score him. "I- i love you. I really love you, Oliver."

He turns me around so I was facing the mirror and kisses my neck. He then pulls a strand of hair away and pulls on my oversized top in question. I nod and he pulls it up and over my head leaving me with nothing on. I see him stare all over my body with a heated expression. "Point to your favourite part of your body." He instructs me.
I do as he says and point to my breasts and ass. "Here." My breath hitches as I see him look at me with the upmost care.
"Wrong." And with that he first touches my heart and then points to every part of my body. "Everywhere should be your favourite part just like it is for me. Your body is just the thing that gets you from one place to another but it is your heart and brain that are irreplaceable, remember that." We stare at each other through the mirror, me just blinking and he blinks back at me. His hands reach out and grab my waist and he starts to leave trails of kisses down my neck. You could hear my loud breathing and I try to control it. His hands scorch my body as he runs them down it.
"You are so fucking beautiful, Amilie Carter. Remember that."