Harry's POV
Still fat I thought to myself after just completing my early morning run. My head spun and my body ached. I hadn't eaten for three days straight. Not a single bite, only water and the occasional tea. But still no one had noticed. Sure there had been the occasional "you've really slimmed down, good job" remarks, but no one really knew how I shed my pounds. If I shed any at all. It's probably hard to see through the fat.
Louis noticed however. I think he's on to me. Watching my moves and watching me play with the food on my plate. I wish he loved me. I wish he would save me from the voices. But the voices are right..why would louis love me? A depressed boy who can hardly fake a smile. No one loves me. No one wants me.
The mornings becoming more alive and the boys are waking up. Noticing my plate with crumbs on the sink and falling for the trick. I jump into the shower and get dressed hoping no one catches a glimpse of my disgusting body and get ready for a day of promotion.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
demons.
FanfictionHarry's suffering from an eating disorder and self harm and all he needs is his best friend to show him love. Real love.
