Destiny {h.s}

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                             Olivia's POV

I honestly didn't know it would be this hard. After three weeks of the public officially know Harry and I are dating, all the hateful things people would tweet me or the paparazzi would say to me started to affect my behavior. I notice I subconsciously started eating less when paparazzi told me I was a fat whore. I noticed I started stressing out more over my designs when fans and the media started saying I was overrated. People would accuse me of being like Charlotte. They told me I was using Harry for fame or money which was just not the truth at all.

To top it all off, Harry has been gone these past two weeks. He went back to England for a while to do some writing, and now he is in LA with the boys recording the songs they wrote. I'm happy for him. He loves singing and Harry has my full support. He is always so sweet, telling me I'm beautiful or that I'm great at designing but hearing it over the phone wasn't the same at having him here with me to say it in person.

In some ways though I'm glad Harry isn't here to witness my slow demise. I have practically started starving myself. I can't help it though, every time I go to eat I always say to myself that I won't just skimp on this meal and that I really do need to eat something hardy, but then I think of the tweets telling me I'm fat or the paparazzi yelling hurtful things at me about my weight and I compare myself to the models who wear my clothes; all those thoughts are what stop me from eating something solid. I'm fat by any means, I mean I never used to think I was. I was happy with how I looked before, but then again I never compared myself to anyone else before either. So here I was getting thinner and thinner but not the healthy way. I know Harry wouldn't be happy, and neither would my parents but like I said I can't help it.

I come from the Midwest where we eat real food not this cardboard glutton free shit. I can't believe what's happened to me. In just three short weeks I have some how managed to let what other people say and think get to me. Before I would have given them the bird and told them to kindly fuck off. Not now though, it seems I take everything to heart these days. It doesn't help Harry not being here too. I know he would take good care of me if he were left responsible.

So here I was coming home after another long day at the office and fighting the paparazzi just so I could get inside my apartment building. I grab my keys out of my purse, my hands lightly shook as I decided to skip lunch because I was so stressed out over some dumb dress I have to make detailed decisions about. I open my door, my gaze still focused on the floor. That when I noticed the rose petals. I flick on the light to my apartment and notice a trail of them lead towards my bedroom. This is interesting.....

I follow the path and finally look into see Harry had set up a romantic bedspread all around my room. In the candles flickered indifferent areas giving the room a dreamy glow to a dreamy man in a dreamy setting. Harry did all of this for me. It was unbelievable...

"What are you doing here? I thought you were in LA?" I ask hoping he will say he is here to stay for a long time.

"I was, but I wanted to surprise my favorite girl." Harry said while approaching me to give me a hug. Harry wraps his arms around me and immediately I am engulfed by his sent.

"Come on, I drew you a nice warm bath I thought we could share." Harry says sweetly giving my hand a slight pull towards the bathroom. As soon as we enter I notice more candles strategically placed around the bathroom and a bubble bath with more rose petals in it. Harry really went all out on this one.

"Wow." Was all I could say. "This is amazing, Harry. Thank you so much! You don't know how stressed out I have been these past few weeks."

"I know baby girl. You deserve this, you are always there for me so now I'm here for you." Harry said gesturing to the warm bubble bath that laid in front of us.

Harry kissed my lips softly and began to trail delicate kisses down my neck while gently pulling my shirt over my head. He and I slowly removed each other's clothes until we were both stark naked.

Harry gave me a funny look and I began to feel self conscious. He was looking at my body. Oh no, he probably thinks I'm fat or something...

"Something wrong?" I ask trying to cover myself up with my hands.

"No, no your beautiful. It's just something is different about you." Harry says trying to think. "Have you lost weight?"

Harry noticed my significant weight loss and now he probably won't want anything to do with a girl who has an eating disorder.

"Yeah, I've lost a few pounds. I've been trying a new diet." I slightly lie, I haven't been on a diet just starving myself.

"Don't babe. You are perfect just the way you are." Harry said kissing behind my ear. Those were the words I have been needing to hear. I'm making a resolution right now, no more starving myself. Tomorrow I will go back to my regular eating habits.

Harry gently guides me into the tub. I sat dow and Harry sat behind me, his legs and body wrapping around me like a koala bear. I love this man. I still haven't said if to him and he hasn't said it to me, but the feeling is there. Harry makes me feel so safe. So secure. He is everything I want and need.....