Chapter 7

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Kimberly’s POV:

We hear a knock on the door and I start to wonder… Does he always get these many visitors? He opens the door and we see two girls come in. One with medium length blonde hair and a nose ring. The other has long brown wavy hair with bangs. They’re both gorgeous and I begin to feel like crap with my more than skinny figure.

“Kimberly, this is Zayn’s girlfriend Perrie.”  Niall says breaking me out of my trance pointing to the blonde haired one and she smiles as she comes to give me a hug. “Absolute pleasure to meet you love.” She steps back and goes towards Zayn who happily greets her with a hug and kiss. The brown haired girl comes to give me a hug as well and says, “And I’m Eleanor.” I can’t help but look at them in awe. Why couldn’t I be as beautiful as them? I’m stuck with my small thin disgusting figure. 

“She’s with Louis.” Niall says.

“I hope you don’t mind them being here. Zayn and I thought it’d be nice if you met some girls to be around.” Louis says.

 “That’s really nice of you. I guess I could use a little bit of feminine role models.”  I reply.

“Haven’t you had any before?”

A flashback of my mom goes through my head and I feel like I’m about to be sick again. I run to the bathroom and I hear a “What did I say wrong?” from Louis. I hear footsteps running behind me and I don’t even bother closing the door. I hover over the toilet and I feel someone grab my hair from my face and rub small circles on my back.

“Hey, it’s gonna be fine. Just relax.” I hear that Irish accent I’ve come to know. I turn my head sideways to see him slightly and he continues to rub my back as I turn back to the toilet.

“Niall you don’t have to stay. I’m okay.”

“Obviously you aren’t if your hear puking your guts out.”

Before I can say anything else Eleanor and Perrie come through the door.

“Niall, we’ve got this.” Eleanor says coming to my side and grabbing my hair. He has a worried look on his face and Perrie nods her head reassuringly while leading Niall out the door and shutting it. They help comfort me for what seems like hours and I brush my teeth when I’m finished. I go to sit on the bed with them. "Maybe we should take you to the doctors." 

"No! Um... No. I don't really like the doctors." I really don't like the doctors. They do nothing but tell me to go to rehab for my self harming. 

"It'll help though. Maybe they can find out what is wrong and why you're puking so much." 

"it's just puking! I don't know why you're making such a big deal." I say getting aggitated. 

"I'm sorry if I upset you. We're just worried about you." She says looking upset and I can't help but to feel guilty for raising my voice at people trying to help me. 

"Look Eleanor. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you. I really appreciate you making an effort but I'm fine. Really." I tell them that I’m going to shower. They leave the room to go back downstairs and I make my way to the bathroom. As the water is heating I look at myself in the mirror with disgust. Maybe I should go to the doctors to get help... No. They will only tell me the same thing. "You need rehab for your self harming." I look in the mirror again and see my ribs and my very small stomach.  Ugh. Why am I so ugly? I hop into the shower and wash my hair and body. I step out of the shower wrapping a towel around my small body and my hair and make my way to Niall’s room to change. I put on a gray jumper, a pair of black sweats, and some fuzzy socks and make my way down the hall. I only see Niall on the couch.

“Where did everyone go?” I ask confused.

“They went back to their rooms.”

“Oh.” No doubt Eleanor and Perrie told them of my little fit. 

“We can still go out. I’m not too fond of staying inside all the time anyways.” He says trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah. Sure. I’ll just go change.” I say turning to head down the hall when he grabs my hand.

“You don’t have to. You look pretty in just that.” He says quietly. Wait, is he blushing? No. He isn’t. Why would he be blushing? It’s me we’re talking about here.

“Uhm. If you say so.” I look at him holding my hand and he lets go turning away quickly.

“Sorry.” He says trying to cover up his embarassed expression. 

“It’s fine.” He goes to grab his keys and opens the door for me. As I walk out the door I see it’s raining outside. Typical London weather I guess you could say. I miss being in the Florida sun. Things used to be so happy and bright like the sun then. We make our way down to his car and he opens the door for me and then jogging to his side.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Oh. Uhm. Somewhere. I can’t tell you right now but you may want to sleep. It’s kind of far.”

I nod whithout any further questioning. I’m not really sure where we’re going but I’m really tired even though it’s almost 2 o’clock.  I close my eyes to find myself in another dreamless sleep. 

_____________________________________________________________________________SO I'M REALLY SORRY THAT MY UPDATES ARE ALL MESSED UP. I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN 2 MONTHS AND I APOLOGIZE. I HAVEN'T HAD THE TIME TO BETWEEN SCHOOL AND FOOTBALL PRACTICE. I KNOW THE UPDATE IS SHORT TOO BUT I HOPE TO BE UPDATING AGAIN VERY SOON. THANKS TO EVERYONE THAT HAS READ. PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT. IT'D MEAN ALOT.

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