One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Preference: He Finds Out You Have An Eating Disorder (Harry)

Note: Trigger warning for this one!! Please don't read if you think it'll make you too sensitive or upset. That is not my intention! But if you do suffer from an eating disorder, I'm here to talk. When I first read that kind of thing from an author, I was like, "Why would I admit something like this to a complete stranger?" But, if you do end up coming to me for help, I promise I will help you. Because everyone's beautiful. Beauty is not determined by the size of your jeans or the color of your hair. Beauty is who you are beneath all that. How you think. How you act. And even if you don't want to talk to me about it, go to help from someone you trust. Get help. Get healthy again. Please.

Harry: It was right after dinner when he proposed the idea of watching a film. Since it was pouring outside, and you couldn't go for your nightly jog, you agreed. Not wanting to watch the film in your day clothes, you quickly ran upstairs to change into some pajamas and to take off your makeup. Harry put the film in and sat on the couch, waiting for you to come back so that he could cuddle with you.

Your phone, which you had left on the dining room table, rang. Harry hopped up and snatched the phone from the table before heading back to the couch. "Love, you have a text!" he called up the stairs before sitting back down in the same spot. Without meaning to, he caught the name of the person that texted you on your phone. Louis. 'Why did Louis text you?' Harry wondered. Curious and  a bit jealous, Harry opened the text message.

From Louis: c'mon (y/n) you have to tell Harry. its not fair to him

Worried now, Harry scrolled up to the top of the conversation and quickly began to read it.

Louis: Heyyyy girll

You: Hello Lou :p

Louis: How's your evening with Harold?

You: Lovely

Louis: Something's wrong

You: What? No

Louis: Yes. you have short responses. (y/n) what's going on???

You: I'm sorry Lou I'm distracted

Louis: Did you start again?

You: idk what you mean

Louis: (y/n)...

You: Louis....

Louis: (y/n) im serious. Did you start again

You: sighhhh who cares Louis?

Louis: I do (y/n)! And so does Harry!

You: I know... :(

Louis: Don't be sad. Just tell him

You: idk how

Louis: c'mon (y/n) you have to tell Harry. its not fair to him

Very worried now, Harry locked your phone and bolted up the stairs, where he found you brushing your hair and humming under your breath. "Harry, I thought you were setting up the movie," you said.

"What is Louis talking about?"

"What?" Harry threw your phone on the bed and repeated his question. "Harry! N-nothing!"

"(y/n), please! What did Louis mean about you starting again? Why is he so worried? What do I deserve to know?!"

"Harry, please stop yelling," you said, tearing up a bit. Harry, surprised at your reaction, walked over to you and cradled you in his arms.

"Shh, baby, shhh. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'm here."

The two of you stayed like this for what felt like forever until you broke the silence with the dreaded words you promised that you'd never tell him. "Harry, I've been starving myself for the past two and a half weeks."

Harry stiffened and tightened his hold on you. "Oh, baby. Please, please, stop. Don't hurt your beautiful self like that! You are perfect and mine! All mine! I love you so much!" Harry sobbed, peppering kisses all over your face, the salt from his tears mixing with the love from the kisses.

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Short author's note. Got to go eat dinner.

Sorry I haven't updated. But finals are this week. Summer starts Thursday. Summer=more updates

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~Sydney