One Directions Foster Kid

Chapter 4

I back away letting him into my room. I walk over to my bed and sit down on the edge of it. I look down at my white socks and just wait for him to yell at me for leaving the table like that. He doesn't yell at me though. Zayn crouches down in front of me.

"Are you okay Erin. You can talk to me" Zayn says

"I'm okay" I say

"What happened at dinner" Zayn says

"I- im just s-scared" I say

"Can I give you a hug" Zayn says

I don't even say anything. I just look into his eyes and nod at him. Zayn gets up and wraps his arms around me. I start crying into his chest letting everything out. It's like I can actually trust him. I mean can I trust any of them? Once I stop crying Zayn lets go of me and sits down on th ebed next to me causing me to flinch a little.

"Hey I'm not going to hurt you it's okay" Zayn says

"Okay" I say looking at him

"Aren't you hot. You should take your sweatshirt off. I can give you one of my shirts to wear" Zayn says calmly

"Yeah but can I have a long sleeve shirt" I say

"Of course I'll be right back" Zayn says getting up

Zayn walks out of the room leaving the door open behind him. I watch as he walks across the hall and into his room. At least I know I can trust him now. I don't know about the other boys though. Zayn walks back into my room a few seconds later and hands me a black long sleeve shirt.

I take it form him and walk into my bathroom. I take my shirt off but I stop to look at myself in the mirror. I look at all the bruises and cuts along my arms and stomach. I slide Zayn's shirt on that is baggy on me and walk back out into my room.

"See isn't that better love" Zayn says

"Yeah it is. thank you" I say

I give Zayn a hug but can tell it caught him off guard. I let go and see him looking at me. Why is he doing that. Why can't he just stop. He just be wonder why I'm so fat. I'm snapped out of my trance to Zayn talking to me.

"I-i'm sorry what did you say" I say

"I asked if you can try and eat something" Zayn says

"y-yeah" I say

Zayn and I walk down the stairs to the kitchen but the whole time I'm telling myself that I have to throw up after I eat because I don't want to gain anymore weight. If anything I need to loose it. Zayn and I walk into the kitchen and he places a plate down in front of where I sat. I look at the plate and get a little anxious. I take a few bites but then stop.

"I'm done" I say

"Erin please try and eat some more. Julia told us that you didn't eat today" Liam says

Why did Julia have to say that. Now they are going to force me to eat the whole plate. I pick my fork back up and eat half the plate.

"Can I stop. I don't feel that well" I say