A Hint of Spice

Chapter 27

-3 months later-  

I had returned home in Britain, stopping at the hotel to grab my things. Niall hadn't been there, or maybe he had been but I hadn't noticed. I hadn't notice a lot of things.  

I stared at myself in my mirror. I had lost tons of weight, my skin was pale and large, dark, purple bags sat under my eyes from the sleepless nights. I hadn't eaten for a long time. My voice was hoarse from not drinking.  

My fairy tale had flipped upside down. I grabbed my phone and looked through the texts from Niall. He had called me a bitch several times and a whore once or twice. I didn't think it was him but it could've been.  

My friends had stopped by several times to check on me. I'd make them something. They'd always ask if I had eaten but I shake my head. They all worried about me, trying to get me to eat or drink some form of liquid. I would go to the store for groceries sometimes where kids would ask about me and people would ask if I was alright but they wouldn't stay for long. 

I walked over to the couch and sat down. I still wore my red basketball shorts and plain black t-shirt. I hadn't changed in several days. I didn't want to get up and do things. 

My phone buzzed on the coffee table. 

Harry; "Hey, how are you? I'll be over in a bit. Take a shower and put on some clean clothes. I'll make you something when I get there. x" 

I replied slowly; "Whatever." I sighed, flicking on the tv. Niall stood next to an interviewer.  

"So, Niall, you quit singing to play a sport. How are you liking soccer?"  

He grinned at the camera. "Great. I can't believe I never actually thought about joining a team until a few months ago." He replied. 

"How do you think the team with do?" 

"We should make it to the World Cup." 

"And what about the ladies?" 

He laughed slightly. "I did have a girlfriend for a while and I have to say I liked her a lot, but then like they always do, things started going down hill. We broke up and now," he paused to put an arm around a blonde that had walked up grinning widely, "I have Morgan." 

I turned off the tv and ran up the stairs. I was kinda surprised I had ran but I pushed the thought away as I flopped onto my bed and started balling. He had moved on, and it hurt. 

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**Niall's POV** 

I nodded before leading Morgan away from the interviewer and camera.  

"So who was the other girl?" She asked. 

"Her name was Keeley." I replied.  

"Did you love her?" 

"I planned on purposing within the year but we had a fight and I haven't seen her in like forever." 

"Do you talk to her?" 

"No." 

We walked out to my car. As we drove home thoughts of Keeley filled my mind. I always thought of her, of what I called her. I missed her. My heart ached ever since I watched her walk out of that hotel room in Florida. I had gone back to Ireland and joined the soccer team. I joined to get Keeley off of my mind, it had worked until now.  

When we arrived at the penthouse I went to my room while Morgan went to hers. I stepped into the shower as I began to cry. Luckily the roar of the water clouded out my sobs, but I could only wish Keeley could hear me. 

None of my friends had talked to me since they found out what happened and what I had called her. The band broke up and we all went our separate ways. It didn't bug me though, I didn't really want to sing anyway.  

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**Keeley's POV** 

Harry hugged me tightly as I sobbed into his shirt. He had shown up about 10 minutes ago. I couldn't stop crying. My world was caving in. Harry was comforting though. He wasn't a perv anymore because he had a girlfriend.  

"Shhh..." Harry whispered as he held me to his chest. 

"I.." I hiccuped as I pulled away to wipe tears away. "Oh gosh, sorry Harry. I soaked your shirt." I sniffled as I wiped the tears off of my cheeks. 

"It's fine." He shrugged. "Are you hungry?" 

I shrugged and shook my head, pushing bangs out of my face. "No." 

He sighed and scratched his head, his curls ruffling. "You need to eat." 

"No I don't." I sighed as I stuffed my face into my pillow. 

"Ya you do." 

"Why?" I asked, my voice muffled by the pillow. 

"Because this isn't healthy Keeley! You're starving yourself!" 

"So!?" I sat up and glared at him. "I not that important in this world!" I screamed as tears brimmed my eyes. 

Harry sighed and stood as he walked to the door. "I'm gonna go to Nandos. I'll be back soon." He closed the door behind him. 

I screamed into my pillow before walking to my bathroom and staring at myself. My eyes were red and puffy as I stared into my eyes. The bright blue they used to be were dull and lifeless.  

I looked at the counter. 

There it sat. 

The blade. 

The razor. 

My escape. 

I grabbed it and held it to my wrist. It only took seconds to make the cuts across my arm to my elbow. Tears streaked down my cheeks as I carved IMPORTANT into my arm. The blood streaked down my arm into the sink and onto the counter. I set the bloody blade back where it was by the sink.  

I made my way down the stairs and to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and looked at the food that sat on the shelf. My stomach grumbled. A noise I hadn't heard in forever. I grabbed my phone and called Harry. 

"Hello?" His raspy voice sounded through the speaker. 

"Get lots. Lots and lots of chicken." I hung up and set my phone on the table. I quickly made my way up the stairs and stripped before jumping into the shower. I washed my hair and shaved my legs before stepping out and putting on a pair of short navy blue shorts with a long sleeve batman shirt over my torso. I dried my hair with the blow dryer, my blonde hair becoming poofy as I brushed it out. I slipped on my batman snap back before I walked downstairs and put on my batman high top converse. I grabbed my make up bag and put some on in the hallway in front of my full body mirror.  

Harry walked in the door with the chicken before he stopped and eyed me up and down. "I see you got dressed-" 

I snatched the chicken out of his hands and walked to the living room. "I'm starving!" I bit into a chicken leg and then into a wing. I groaned as I chewed. Oh how I missed chicken!  

Harry snapped a pic and tapped on his phone before smiling. "I posted a pic on twitter. The caption says; 'Finally got her to eat.. She was starving.. ;)'." I giggled as I continued to eat. "Hey! Share!" He grabbed a wing from the bucket as he ate too.  

"Where's Lynzie?" I asked before I bit into the chicken leg again.