The Vamps Preferences

How you Meet *James

I am so happy with how people have been reading and responding to these preferences and I am very happy that you Nuggets have been enjoying it! Danke :3

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You and your boyfriend, well now ex, had broken up over 2 weeks ago. There were a few reasons behind this and you could only hope that the nightmare was officially over. 

Unfortunately, the Past never seemed to escape your vision.

*One Month earlier*

 "Hahaha I really don't think you should eat dinner". Your Boyfriend said to you.

"Wha- what are you talking about?"  You stuttered back.

"You've gotten so fat. Seriously, all of my friends won't stop going on about it." 

You were speechless. 

"I don't under-, Why are you only saying this now?!" Tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

"Well, I didn't think it would bother me too much. But now... You just embarrass me. Bear in mind that I am only telling you this because I Love you."

Without another word you ran out of the front door, not wanting him to see you cry. The thought never crossed your mind that you had put on weight. 

As you were quick walking down the road, all you could hear was him screaming at you to go back. Not an 'I’m sorry' scream. But a full blown raging scream. 

What was going to happen?

*Present Day*

You made your way into the Gym, where you had recently started going. Ever since that day you have been going non- stop. Unhappy with the way you looked and felt about yourself, because of one useless prick. 

Grumbling stomach screaming as you walked up the stairs, after eating nothing and only drinking water who could blame it? As you reached the door to the gym you suddenly felt light headed and your knees started to shake. All you could think was ; 'You're fat. You don't get to feel like this. You've got to lose weight.'. 

You sat on the rowing machine, quickly going backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards. 'Hold on a second' you thought. You knees were making a horrible cracking sound and you weren’t doing as well as you were yesterday. The worst thought struck your mind 'I'm getting fatter and more unfit. I must go harder'. The Clicking in your knees was becoming almost unbearable but you had to keep going.

Half an hour later and you were gulping down water as if you hadn't had a drink in years. 

No time to stop. Got to go on the running machine.

*3Weeks earlier*

You had to go back. You didn't know how to live without him and you were afraid of being alone.