Coming Home

Chapter Four

 "You look so cute in my clothes."

"I know I do."

"Cocky now, are we?"

"No, just confident."

"New development."

"Well 20,000 people cheering at you does that."

"Does it? I never knew."

"It's because your so stuck up your arse hole."

"Well your pleasant, aren't you?"

"Of course."

"I love you."

"I love you more," I smiled and put my laptop of the bed and opened Netflix. Brad laughed and let me lay my head on his chest as some film I found started.

"Want to duet on out YouTube's?"

"Sounds like fun," I mumbled into his chest.

"You would tell me if something wrong right?"

"Of course," I smiled and looked up at him as I sat up looking down at him.

"Then why do you eat so little and take laxatives?"

"Because I'm fat."

"You're not, when your feet touch none of your legs touch each other. You have barely any fat left. You can see all your bones. It's not healthy. Baby I'm scared." he was crying and so was i. I stood up and walked out of the room. I ran down the corridor and banged my fist on Levi's door, he opened within seconds and opened his arms I walked into them as he closed the door. Then I broke down in huge ugly sobs.

He just picked me up and walked me to his bed where he held me while I cried, he just let me cry just holding me. That's why he was my best friend. Eventually he came banging on the door, we both ignored it as I started to shake.

"Breathe," he whispered as he stood up. He opened the door and politely said fuck off before coming back to holding me. I fell asleep in his arms and woke to hearing the running shower. I had no clothes or anything and I couldn't go back to my room while he was still there. Levi walked back in and smiled at me.

"What am I going to do?"

"You can stay with me and the boys as long as you."

"Thanks but what about my show clothes and stuff all in his room."

"I'll go and get him out and you can take your time gathering your stuff."

"Please," he nodded and left the room. I got my stuff and put it in Levi's room.

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