My Bulimic Monster

1D Physcology 101

They looked at me sadly. Alright well my time with One Direction was up. I gave them a small smile and walked towards the doors while saying goodbyes.

I reached the door only to find it blocked by Harry, Louis, Niall, and Zayn. Liam joined them a moment later after he had finished ordering Nandos.

"And where do you think you're going?" Harry asked with one brow raised.

I frowned at them. I was obviously leaving so that they wouldn't hate me for bothering them. "I'm...um...just going home?" It came out as more of a question.

"But...," Louis stalled looking for an explanation, "you haven't eaten yet!"

My stomach growled but I pushed down my hunger like I had been doing for so long and muttered, "I'm not hungry."

"We'll obviously you are," Niall stated, "so you get to stay and eat Nandos with us!!!"

I couldn't help but laugh at him as they directed me to a small table in the corner. My stomach growled again and my laughing stopped when I turned to see Liam frowning at me.

"What's wrong," I asked him.

"I just- I don't understand how you could do that to yourself. How could you not realize how thin you are. When I was carrying you here I thought I was going to break you if I stopped too quickly." Everyone stopped laughing when Liam spoke.

Niall looked down at his hands. Harry started messing with his shirt. Zayn got up and said he had to check the mirror while Louis said that he would see if the food is here. Liam was the only one that would look at me.

"I know that's not true," I mumbled back to Liam. "I get crease lines when I slouch and that means I'm fat, so I'm dieting."

Zayn came back into the conversation, "listen, love, you're not dieting! You're starving yourself and then puking up what little food you do eat!"

I felt tears stream down my face as he continued to yell. My face fell into my hands, but when he noticed that I was crying he stopped. Memories resurfaced of my mother and father. Are family was so screwed up. My mom was the bully not my dad. She was ashamed of having a chubby daughter.

"I-I'm so sorry." Zayn whispered. "I didn't mean-" he was cut off as Niall punched him in the arm.

"Way to go man! You made her cry!" Niall pulled his chair closer to mine and rubbed my back.

Harry sat down on the other side of me and lifted my face from my hands. He spoke slowly and quietly as if talking to a child but he did it without being offending.

"We're going back to the hotel room-"

I cut him off! I couldn't bear to have him say what I already knew, "alright I'll leave. I have to find Jacob anyway."

I stood up to leave but Harry stood in front of me, grabbed my shoulders, and sat me back down in the chair.

"You should really let me finish. We're going back to the hotel room and you're coming with us. This probably isn't the right way to do this but you aren't allowed to leave our sight until we solve this problem of yours."

Someone cares! The thought flashed through my mind and I burst into tears again. I wrapped my arms around Harry, pulling him in for a hug. He was surprised at first but then wrapped his arms around me.

There was a knock at the door and Paul poked his head in. "Er...it's time to go, but we're in no hurry so if you want a bit more time...you...can have some time."

I was about to tell him that it was fine and that we could leave when Niall shushed me by waving his hand and shouted jokingly at Paul.

"No! We have not been fed yet. We will await our food. After our stomachs have been filled then we may leave."