•¥• 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏. •¥• a 198nights fanfiction

•¥• 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 13 •¥•

A/n: ITS CHAPTER 13!!!

TW 🥶🥶😨😨 OH NO

•¥• SUNDAY, 12:43 PM •¥•
1989's Pov:

I left Mid's house, entering mine and going straight upstairs, ignoring my parents and siblings.

Holy fucking shit.

I flopped on my bed, sighing and letting my head roll to the other side.

She kissed me. I kissed her.

A small smile broke out on my face.

I rolled over and whisper screeched into my pillow, then turned around and sat up against my bed frame happily.

Oh my god.

I snapped out of it when someone knocked on my door.

"Come in!" I said, still elated.

My dad came in the room, closing the door quietly behind me.

"Hey, just checking in. Dinner's soon." He smiled.

I gave a smile back, shifting to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah! I'm good. Great, actually!" I replied, grinning.

"Oh? Well, what happened?" He asked with a chuckle.

I bit my lip but replied. "Uh, I... kissed someone..." I said, hiding a smile.

His face contorted to surprise, then a proud look.

"That's great! Who's the lucky guy?" He asked.

My smile faded a bit.

"Or girl," he smiled.

I looked back up at him, surprised.

"Yeah, uh, it's... a secret..." I said.

He raised an eyebrow but nodded.

"Uh, you comin' down for dinner?" He asked.

I thought for a second, biting my lip.

I want to get better, don't I?

Should I tell them?

No.

Yes.

No.

Yes. Do it.

"Um. Actually... uh, can... I talk... to you guys? About... something...?" I asked, biting my lip.

My dad's face contorted to concern and confusion.

"Yeah, 100%. Why, what's up?" He asked, pausing his movements.

"Just... get mom...?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'll be back up in a few," he nodded, exiting the room.

How the fuck am I going to do this?

Hey mom, hey dad, I'm pretty sure I have an eating disorder.

No, that sounds dramatic.

Hey, I think I need help.

No.

And then my door opened. I froze, looking back up at them.

"Hey hun," my mom greeted, entering my room, my dad following. They sat next to me.

"Hey," I greeted softly.

I picked around at my nails, before talking.

"I... think... something's wrong... um. With me." I said softly.