Thin Enough For Love (Ziall)

0.Prologue

I stare at the streaky hotel mirror with glossy eyes. A boy looks back at me whom I don't recognize; pain drowning out all of his usually prominate features. He stands so still that I begin to think he's the human and I'm the reflection, until a hand reaches up and pinches the fat around his face. It lingers there for a moment before slowly snaking down his bare chest and settling around the pooch of his stomach.

"Niall? Are you almost finished in there? Everyone's trying to sleep and the light is keeping us up," Liam yells as he pounds on the door, obviously annoyed.

"I'll be out in a second!" I answer, taking one last glance at the boy who's begging me to stay. I sigh and run my fingers through the blond hair resting on my forehead. The bathroom door creaks as I open it, revealing four angry faces.

"God Niall, I was starting to think you were having a wank in there," Louis grunts as he dramatically throws a pillow over his head.

"Sorry about that lads, spicy food does not agree with me," I lie and fake my usually loud laugh while hopping in the bed I had to share with Liam. There were only two beds so I shared with Liam, Zayn shared with Louis and Harry got the sofa because he was the first in the room. Lucky bastard.

"Spicy food doesn't agree with anyone if you eat three servings, Nialler," Harry chimes in.

"But that's only one serving for him!" Louis adds and they both start to laugh. Ouch.

"Okay boys, I'm trying to sleep so if you wouldn't mind shutting up," Liam says, his voice muffled by the pillow. I'm grateful for that until he adds, "Niall sleep up! You have to digest the feast you had tonight!"

I turn over so my back is facing him, that way he won't see the tears threatening to pour down my face. 'You're such a baby, Niall. Stop. This is why no one likes you.' I squeeze my eyes shut and try to focus on sleep.

I don't blame the boys. How was I supposed to blame them for me letting myself go? It's my own fault. They just made me aware of it, and I couldn't thank them more. Starting tomorrow, I was going to force my myself to be perfect, no matter the pain. Then, maybe everyone wouldn't dislike me so much. Maybe I wouldn't dislike myself so much. Maybe, I would be thin enough for love.

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