•Alex
"What's that?" he asked. Oh fuck. I totally forgot to keep my sleeve down.
"What's what?" I asked sitting up and trying to naturally slide my sleeve down. The stupid bracelets were stuck to my skin which made me wince in pain.
"Alex. I'm serious." he said and impulsively I mocked him 'Alex I'm serious'. Bad timing.
"I thought we weren't gonna keep secrets anymore?" I had been caught. The jig was up. I was looking down and saw something splat on my pant leg. Here come the tears.
"Harry...I- I'm so sorry. I- it's just..."
"You can tell me anything. I can't promise I won't get mad, but I do promise to forgive you like you did with me."
"It happened the day I saw you and Georgia, I thought I was lied to and I've had that happen all throughout my life. I couldn't take it with you and Georgia and the pictures and the bus and-"
"Wait what...pictures and what about a bus?" I really don't wanna explain this.
"Georgia took pictures of me changing in gym class and sent it to everyone. Including the people on the bus. They were all calling me a cow and a heffer..." I trailed off.
"Babe, I'm so sorry. I didn't know anything about that." He hugged me. I cried so hard I couldn't breathe. After a few minutes of him cooing in my ear, my breathing calmed down.
"I did it because of stress and my body and everything right now is too much." I didn't tell him about not eating though.
"You have no need to worry about your weight. You're perfect to me and that's all that matters. Just promise me, please... the next time you're feeling that way, talk to me. I love you and want to help you."
"Ok. I'm sorry." Lies just keep coming out like vomit today.
We walked back and sat in the car. It was quiet for a while until he finally spoke up.
"Do you want to go eat?" It's a sweet thought but I don't want to gain anything back. I've worked so hard to lose it all, but I did promise him.
"Yeah..."
He drives us to a small restaurant a few minutes down the road.
After we sit, we order and our food almost instantly comes out. I barely nibble on my sandwich. It's kinda awkward considering we haven't talked much since we got here.
"Hey wanna go meet up with Zayn and Mackinsey? She just got out a couple days ago right?"
"Uh yeah let's go." I throw most of my food away and climb into the passenger's seat. I should call Mac. I pull out my phone and click her contact. It takes her a few rings to answer.
"Hellooooo?! haha" Oh god I can hear in her voice she's drunk. I really want to go, but yet I don't want to say anything I shouldn't.
"Uh hey can me and Harry come join you guys?" I heard mumbling from the other end of the phone.
"Hey it's Zayn. Sorry she's more drunk than I am. Yeah tell Harry were at 'the place'. He'll know what that means. See ya."
"Um ok bye?"
"He told me to tell you they're at 'the place'?" I put my phone back into my pants pocket. He nodded and we drove off. I turned up the radio and tapped my finger on the door to the music.
Once we pull up to the bar, I'm guessing its a bar, I see almost no cars. We walk in and I scan the place for Mac. I start to walk over to the bar where they're sitting but Harry grabs my wrist. I wince from the pain. I turn and face him.
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