Behind the Mask (Taylor Swift/1D FanFic)

We need to talk

"Okay," I said. 

"Teagan, honey, why don't you go in your room and do 3 hours of school for me. Do an hour of math, science, and reading." Liam said, and Teagan looked at me worriedly before grabbing her headphones and going into her room.

"What's going on?" I asked, pretending not to know. 

"Tay, you know why we're here." Demi said, shakily before grabbing four glasses of water and sitting on my couch next to me. 

"Taylor you need to tell us what's going on," Selena said, almost begging, "please."

"I'm fine." I said, sternly, while looking at the black television. 

"We know you're not, Tay." Liam said.

"What are you even doing here? Shouldn't you be on a date with her anyways?" I said, pointing at Selena. She gasped, and sighed. I felt like my whole body was warm, I was going to play it defensive. 

"Okay you said you're fine?" Demi stated, but it was more like a question.

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine." I said, nodding.

"Show me your wrists, then." Demi said, she still sounded shaky. No way this was easy for her. I pulled down my sleeves, reflexively.

"No! Why would you even want to see them?" 

"Don't subject change on me. Show. Me. Your. Wrists."

"No." I said, and she reached for my sleeve, "No!" I screeched.

"Oh shit." She said, stopping when she saw them. "Taylor." She said, pitifully, sadly, giving me a hug.

"The cats scratched me!' I said.

"Cats don't do that, Tay." Selena said, pointing at my wrist. up and down my forearm were long, red marks, some were darker, some were lighter, a few were brand new. 

"Taylor, oh my god, Taylor." Liam started crying, and gave me a hug, "I love you, Tay. I love you so much." 

"You need help, Tay." Demi said, "And even if you don't want it, I will make you get it."

"I don't want it, Demi. I can't tell my parents."

"You don't have to tell them, but you do have to get help somehow. This can't continue." Selena said. 

"I don't want help."

"Taylor, I know you don't want it, but you need it. Do you want to be alive when Teagan gets married? Do you want to have heart failure because you aren't eating? Do you want me and Selena to have to explain to her that the reason you passed out or died on your bathroom floor was because you cut yourself?" Demi said, staring me in the eye. A single tear dropped down her cheek, and one dropped down mine.

"Taylor, please. If you can't get help for you, do it for one of us. Please." Liam said, and I thought about it.

"Okay."