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trente-huit

POV MAGGIE

When we kinda finished everything in the music room, like putting together the new album and jamming some new melodies for songs, I returned to my room. Michael and Calum stayed in the music room and Luke and Ashton went down to make us some food, and again : I tried to eat, but I gained weight again. So everything that I ate I immediately tried to get it back out. 

I 

must

not

gain 

weight, again.

I already feel like an ugly fat kid, it's not pretty to have a fat stomach when you're as short as me.

 At least, it does not look good on me.

So now, I'm in my bathroom, I kinda spit everything back out. I kinda created new scars on my stomach again and 

I kinda feel miserable.

I pushed myself back up from the marble floor and switched off the light. 

My feet went from cold to cozy again when I felt the wooden laminate underneath my feet. I quickly walked to my bed when I felt something buzz in my sweater pocket. I pulled the device out of my pocket and saw a message of Cody as soon as I unlocked it.

I'd normally ignore them, but I felt so bad. He was so frustrated.

Dick : Please atleast lemme know that you're okay

Dick : Please

He was so, sweet.

And the fact that he, 

cared. 

You : I'm fine.

You : don't worry

Dick : fuck, finally. 

Dick : hi.

You : wanna hang/talk?

Dick : at 1 am?

You : yeah

You : @ the river?

Dick : see you there :)

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'So.' I suddenly spoke out, while letting myself fall beside him on the soft sand.

'So.' he repeated. 'How are you?'

'I'm doing just okay.' 

He knew I lied, he definitely knew.

'Okay?' he asked, in a confused tone. 

He knew that 'okay' wasn't really okay. It was more of a

 : 'I feel like crap.'

'Yeah, i'm doing o-.'