Skeletons [Larry Stylinson]

This is my Christmas Oneshot for this year... it has nothing to do with Christmas. Literally nothing. Oh well... Please tell me what you think in the comments. :) Enjoy!

Warnings: Eating Disorder

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Sometimes, Louis hated his life. Okay, maybe not his entire life, but the things that God had done to make him look like he did. One of those times was right now. They were doing interviews with all the X Factor finalists, and right now it was their time. The interview had been going fine, and Louis had enjoyed it, but then the interviewer asked Harry a question and everything went downhill.

“So, Harry” the interviewer said and turned to Harry. “Who do you think is the best looking in your band?” Harry started blushing. “Come on, you can tell me. I won’t tell anybody.” Harry scratched his head and murmured something, but it was too quiet so nobody could understand it.

“Sorry, could you repeat that please?” the interviewer asked and leaned towards Harry. “Liam.” Harry said, this time louder. “I think Liam has the best body in the band.”

And that was when Louis’ whole world crushed. He’s had a huge crush on Harry since he first saw the boy, and he’d hoped that Harry’d feel the same. He hadn’t told him about his crush, and as he saw Harry look at Liam and blush even more as everybody laughed at Harry’s answer, he knew that it had been the right decision.

Of course, Louis knew that he didn’t have the best body. Hell, he knew that he was the least best looking out of the five of them. But still, there had been that small bit of hope in him, hoping that Harry would say that he liked Louis’ body.

And later, when they all changed together, and he looked at Liam’s naked upper body and saw the six pack there, he swore himself that he’d work on his body until he had abs like Liam, or even better.

And from that day, his life changed.

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After that, Louis changed his type of living completely. He started working out, controlled his eating habits, and did basically everything that would make him fit.

He went to the gym three times a week, ran around the block and through the park every morning, stopped eating sweets and didn’t eat high-calories food anymore.

But it looked like it didn’t work. Whenever Louis looked in the mirror, he still saw his tummy, the tummy he despised so much. He didn’t see any abs forming, arm muscles were nowhere to be seen, and his thighs were still fat and girly.

That was when Louis realized that he had to change things again.

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Then Louis stopped eating.

Of course he didn’t stop eating all together straight away, it was a slow progress.

First, he stopped eating breakfast. He never was a morning person, so the boys didn’t question it when he stayed in bed every morning instead of eating breakfast with him. They just assumed that he’d eat a huge lunch to make up for it later.

Things went like that for a while and Louis noticed that he was getting a bit thinner. That was good. When he stood in front of the mirror he couldn’t see so much of his tummy anymore and that made him happy. Finally, finally, he was getting rid of it. He’d just have to try harder.

Then he stopped eating dinner.

First, the boys didn’t notice it. Louis just went to bed early and that was it. Nobody noticed, and nobody commented it. But after a while, they started questioning it, and then Louis started eating dinner again, but only little meals, nothing huge anymore. He used the excuse that he’d get a stomach bug if he ate too much in the evening, and the boys nodded and went back to eating.