The Hotel Room

Chapter 11

~ 3 days later ~

Lilly's pov

"SHIT! 7 more pounds this week."

I muttered looking at the scale in the hotel bathroom.

Ever since my dinner with Matt a few days ago I've been gaining weight like crazy.

Because of my disorders, 1/2 lb is too much to gain. But 7 pounds?! It's driving me insane.

I slid down the wall crying.

I don't understand why I'm so freaking fat? Why can't I just be skinny and pretty?

I dried my eyes and hid my scale when I heard a knock at the door.

"Lilly...it's Cameron."

Me and cam made up, considering he was drunk.

"I'm coming."

I sniffed.

I fixed my hair quickly and wiped my eyes before opening the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Lilly....I know you. It isn't 'nothing.' Tell me."

"My.....my weight. I've gained 7 pounds in this past week... "

"Babe it's fine we all gain weight. We just eat unhealthy."

Cam said smiling.

"You don't understand...."

I started.

He looked confused.

"I'm anorexic....and bulimic."

I said looking down.

He let out a small "oh."

Tears fell onto the floor. The nice cream colored carpet absorbed it quickly as they increased in size and speed.

"Shh. Baby girl it's gonna be alright I promise. Gaining weight isn't a bad thing. You need it to survive. Ifs okay you gained a few extra pounds. Your fine it's okay I promise"

Cam said holding my hands.

I nodded as if I agreed even though I didn't. I just wanted to stop crying.

I wiped my eyes again before going out with the guys to see a movie.

On the way I sat between Cameron and Aaron.

I felt safe with Cameron, and I felt like I was developing a small crush for him and Matt both...

The guys decided on some movie I've never heard of. The whole time while people were eating pop corn and candy I was drinking water and staying close to Cameron.

"Cam...."

"Yep"

"I feel nauseous."

I kept getting more dizzy.

"Oh okay. Are you gonna puke?"

"I don't know."

I said slower this time as I felt the nausea worsen.

"Y-yes."

I got out before standing.

Cameron grabbed my hand and led me to the restroom. I ran in and barely made it to a toilet before emptying my stomach.

This was unusual... I never through up unintentionally.

I just felt really sick.

I stood up after choking up some vile and headed out.

On the way while I stopped to wash my hands I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I was pale. I had dark circles under my eyes. My tank top was hiked up a bit on the side so I lifted it up to fix when I noticed a few stretch marks. Oh god. Stretch marks. I'm so fat oh my gosh oh my gosh.

I was panicking. I quickly pulled my shirt down and walked out to meet cam.

"Alright come on I'm takin you home."

I nodded and Cameron called a driver.

Once we arrived back at the hotel, I felt Cameron lift me from my soft leather seat. I must have fallen asleep becaust the next thing I know I'm laying in bed next to Cameron.

I rolled over on my side to face him.

"Good morning sunshine."

He said stroking my hair.

"Good morning...wait morning?"

"Yeah. You crashed here after I brought you home so I let you sleep."

"Thanks."

"Um. You haven't had any fever. You haven't been coughing or anything. Maybe it was just anxiety"

"Maybe."

I said.

"Where are the guys?"

I asked.

"Oh they went to magcon."

"What? Why aren't you?"

"Because babe I'm here with you."

I smiled and curled up into a ball.

A few minutes later I felt nauseous again. I shot out of bed and ran into cams bathroom and threw up again. I haven't even eaten anything what the heck?

I wa quickly joined by cam grabbing my hair and holding it while I threw up.

I made it out of the bathroom a few minutes later after pulling my hair into a bun.

"I actually don't feel that bad."

I told cam.

"That's good but uh you need to stay and rest."

"Aright."

"I'm hungry. Can we go to McDonald's?"

I asked

"Oh uh yeah sure."

Cameron said shocked I asked.

I guess probably because of my disorders, but I was starving. I had to find some food and being sick I really didn't care.

I ordered a whopper and large fries.

I ate it fairly quickly, sure for it to come back up.

Throughout the rest of the day I didn't puke or feel sick.

"CAM STOPPP!!"

I screamed as he tickled me.

"Alright alright."

He got off of me and went over to the tv.

"I'm gonna go take a shower then head to bed okay?"

I said glancing at the clock.

"Alright babe call me if you need me, I'm gonna be here in the morning."

He said planting a small kiss on my forehead.

"Thank you..but you really need to go with magcon. You only have a week left in Orlando."

"Okay....I guess so. But if you aren't better tomorrow when I get home I'm taking you to a doctor."

Cameron stated.

"Alright. Goodnight cam."

"Night Lilly."

I walked through the extra door into my room and jumped in a quick shower, then into bed. It was around 9:30 and I was sleeping soundly.