Secret Identity- One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 6

Bella/Lexi's POV-

While everyone was eating breakfast, I decided to turn on the TV. I put on the news like normal in the morning. We have it set up so the kitchen, breakfast bar, and the great room are all connected. It was just telling the weather and then the scene suddenly changed. Breaking News was written across the top.

"Early today a British marine ship was bombed on its way returning home. The ship was to be docked and then most of the soldiers were being flown to hearthrow airport. The names of the ship was King Henry II. There were no survivors." Everyone looked sympathetic, but Lily and The band were looking at me.

"No! This can't be happening! He was all I had left!" I collapsed on the floor sobbing. Lily ran over to me and so did the band while Sandy explained it to the boys and their girlfriends. I felt four pairs of arm around

"It's going to be okay." I heard that over and over for about five minutes until I finally snapped

"How can you say everything will be alright? He the last of my family! What about his girlfriend? She is supposed to be here any minute to come with me to pick him up! How can I explain this to her?"

"Well I think that you will be in the same state of mind as her." Zayn said trying to make things better. Then the door bell rang, so I walked over slowly with tears still streaming down my face. I opened the door and I see a beaming Shannon. When she saw me that changed instantly.

"What happened?" She asked sounding scared.

"A bomb." Is all I had to/could say before we both just broke down in tears right there. I felt someone pick me up. It was Harry, he still wears the same cologne. Right now I didn't care. I just squeezed onto him for dear life. Through my blurry eyes I saw Liam pick up Shannon. We were both set on the couch. We just cried for about 10 minutes until I realized how weak I looked. I am never weak, and I can't let that start now. I quickly wiped up the tears and sniffed once.

"Why did you just stop all of a sudden?" Louis asked while cocking his head to the side.

"Crying shows a weakness and my rule number one is to never show weakness." They all looked confused except for lily and the band. Shannon even stopped crying to try to figure out my reasoning.

"It is okay to cry you know." Zayn said trying to be gentle about it.

"I hadn't cried to two years, I am not about to start now. I will find another way to grieve. Now I am going to go exercise."

"You already exercised this morning." Harry stated confused

"I only ran ten miles and did yoga. Plus I had breakfast, so I need to do extra work to work it off."

"I didn't even run ten miles a day and I was going to go to the Olympics if it wasn't for 1D." Liam stated looking worried.

"Every mile is 100 calories burned with our any resistance. I need to burn more than that off. I have to burn more calories than I eat. I need to loose weight."

"No you don't need to loose more weight! You have a concave stomach as it is." Lily practically yelled at me

"Bella, you have gone too far with this! I understand what he said hurt, but you proved him wrong." Josh spoke this time looking sad, angry, sympathetic all at the same time.

" You don't get what it is like to be not good enough for someone! The whole reason he broke up with me was because of my fatness! It is time to change that. Look I just need to loose about 10 more pounds." I was trying to negotiate with them, but they wouldn't listen.

" That is what you said 10 pounds ago! Honestly just try." Sandy now joined in.

"What is this? An intervention or something!?! I am 18 I can make my own decisions."

"Bella, how much do you weigh?" Niall asked looking worried.

"Too much." I whispered in shame

"I'm sure that it can't be that much." Eleanor added looking concerned.

"I weigh 110." I whispered barely audible. Why did it have to be such a high number!?! I heard a collective gasp from all of them, even the ones who knew my problem.

"According to a BMI calculator you are under weight for your height and age. If you lost ten more pound that would be severely underweight. " Danielle said looking at her phone.

"Do you know how hard it would be to lose just 10 more pounds from you current weight?" Perrie asked rhetorically I think. " Very Very hard." She answered before we even got the chance to answer.

"Well, then I better get working." I stated walking away towards my exercise room. When I got to my exercise room, I got up on the elliptical and started running. I only ran about 5 miles until I got a good idea for a song. I quickly jump off the machine and ran to my music room. It is filled with different sheets of music, but the original copy of moments was sitting on the stand. I grabbed multiple pieces of blank sheet music and started writing. I just sat there writing music non stop for about four hours until I was finally done. I set it up from the beginning and began to sing as I played.

"89 cents in the ash tray

Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling on the floorboards

That dirty Braves cap on the dash

Dog tags hanging from the rear-view,

Old skoal can and cowboy boots and a go army shirt folded in the back

This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright

People got their ways of coping oh and I got mine

I drive your truck, I roll every window down

And I burn up every back road in this town

I find a field i tear it up till all the pains a cloud of dust

Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I leave that radio playing same old country station where you left it

Yeah man I crank it up

And you probably punch my arm right now if you saw this tear rolling down my face

Hey man I'm trying to be tough,

Momma asked me this morning if I've been by your grave

But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck, I roll every window down

And I burn up every back road in this town

I find a field i tear it up till all the pains a cloud of dust

Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I've cussed, prayed I've said good bye

I've shook my fist and asked god why

These days when I'm missing you this much

I drive your truck, I roll every window down

And I burn up every back road in this town

I find a field i tear it up till all the pains a cloud of dust

Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I drive your truck

I drive your truck

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind

I drive your truck"

I loved it, and I liked the little country twang that showed through. I heard clapping, so I turned and saw Harry, Louis, Eleanor, and Josh. They all just smiled at me, and it made me feel more insecure than before.

"You know, you sound just like..."