Kiss It Better

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

"Wait. So Eleanor's les-" Niall started.

"Yup."

"Does management know?" Liam asks.

"Nope."

"And so the plot thickens." Zayn mused.

Louis smacked his shoulder. "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Acting like our lives are a tv show."

He snorted. "No offense mate, but. It kind of is."

Louis turned to Harry, who had remained silent throughout the whole story. "Harry? Babe, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, it's just. I feel bloody awful." He confessed. "I was horrible to her."

"We both were." Lou reminded him softly.

"Plus you guys didn't know. So you guys had a reason to hate-"

"Dislike."

"Fine." Zayn huffed. "Dislike her. She can't blame you guys."

"Whatever. I'm done with this shit. I'm starving. Lets eat!"

Liam groaned while Louis panicked, his hands automatically going to his stomach, feeling the fat there. "Of course you would think of food at a time like this."

"Oh piss off. I thought we were meeting Perrie and Dani for lunch anyways."

Zayn rolled his eyes. "Liam and I were. Did we invite you?"

"You just did." Niall said smugly, already heading towards the door.

Liam sighed fondly, shaking his head. "You guys wanna come? Guess we're making it a party."

Please say no, please say no, Louis thought.

"Sure." Haz said, gathering to his feet and pulling Louis up with him. "We haven't eaten yet."

Damn it.

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"Louis!" He heard Dani cry before wrapping him up in a hug.

"Hi lovely." Perrie chirped before pulling him into a brief hug. One person who never failed to cheer him up (besides Harry) is Perrie.

He smiled and greeted them both softly before they turned to say hello to Harry.

Once they were all seated and browsing the menu, Louis began to mentally calculate his options (and calories.) He could get a salad, but Harry would make him eat some of his meal, (which would be some steak or something that's hundreds of calories, calories that Harry could somehow eat and look absolutely perfect.) He could pretend to be sick, (which, at this point wasn't a far stretch, he was starting to feel nauseous, but only at the thought of all the calories he was going to be eating) but then Harry would still make him eat half his meal because he would blame it on not eating enough.

Eventually Louis decided on getting a Caesar salad (dressing on the side, of course) ignoring the disproving look both Haz and Liam give him.

He'd managed to get through half the dinner without taking a bite of his meal, talking animatedly to distract everyone before Harry leaned in and whispered in his ear "You've hardly eaten any of your salad, love."

He nudged him away softly before taking a small bite of his salad and resisting the urge to cry when Harry placed some of his steak on his plate.

Once he had eaten what Harry deemed enough he sat quietly, praying silently that they could leave soon so he could get rid of the food, heavy in his stomach. He just needed to be perfect.

He began fidgeting in his seat once he realized that Zayn had grabbed the dessert menu. He scratched at his wrist while they all ordered.

When the dessert had arrived at the table, Louis excused himself quietly before heading to the restroom but he was unaware of the silent conversation going on back at the table.

Louis checked the bathroom, making sure it was empty before grimacing at the toilet. Was he really going to purge in a public restroom? He considered leaving. he considered going back to Harry and telling him everything, but then caught sight of his reflection.

Shocked and horrified of how fat and ugly he was, he at once was kneeling by the toilet, pushing two fingers up his throat. He'd only managed to throw up twice before he heard a horrified gasp.

Niall.