Chapter Three: Demi's POV
I spin around to see a boy about 5' 10". I don't recognize him and I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
"Umm..." I say, looking down at my salad. The boy grabs it from me and takes my hand. He's wearing a varsity football jacket, which apparently he lettered in. He leads me over to a table and sits me down, placing the salad in front of me. I shake my head. "I'm not hungry."
"Yes, you are. I saw you holding your stomach, like you had hunger cramps." I stare at him.
"Who are you?" I ask. He smiles and sticks out his hand.
"Kevin McHale. And, despite the football jacket, I don't play for the NFL." I laugh and shake his hand. "Are you gonna eat that salad?" He asks. I shake my again.
"No. I told you... I'm not hungry." He raises his eyebrows.
"Why? Why don't you eat?" He asks. I blush.
"I do! And anyways, if I was skipping this meal, it doesn't mean I do it a lot." He sighs.
"Look, I work here. I work at the Subway, and I see you come here with friends. But you never eat. And if you do..." He paused, looking deep in my eyes. "You're in the bathroom for a while after that." I blush and get up from the table angrily.
"You have no right! You can't-" I begin but he stops me.
"Tell me I'm wrong. Look me right in the eyes and tell me that I'm wrong." I can't. I can't do it. Finally I sigh and sit down.
"Am I that obvious?" I ask. He shakes his head.
"No I'm just observant. Please... Just eat this salad." I look at the salad for a very long time before slowly looking up at him.
"I can't." I say, then get up and throw the salad away. But this time he doesn't stop me.
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Uncovered Secrets
FanfictionDemi Lovato is fifteen, and in the middle of a long, lonely battle with herself. Seeking refuge from the war in her mind, she meets a boy named Kevin. Kevin makes her laugh, giggle, and swoon. Together, they take down their demons and conquer their...
