My Difficult Life As Louis Tomlinson's Sister

Chapter 37

"You stopped eating?! Again?! Really, Liz?!" He said so disappointed and tears began to stream down my face. Fuck. He heard it all.

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"I-I was so stressed a-and so m-many things happened. I-I'm like all the time in the television and in the newspaper. It's horrible that they even write about me when I'm in a rehab clinic and they care a fuck about it. I already feel like shit 24/7 and they make me feel even more uncomfortable. So I didn't stop eating... I'm not hungry anymore, that's why I did it." I said sobbing and Harry sighed.

"Babe, you can't just stop eating." He said and I began to cry a bit more.

"It's so horrible here, Harry." I said all of the sudden.

"What?" He asked me and I sobbed more.

"They're all so weird here and the prison clinic (AN:is that even a word?!) is so spooky and then I just realized that with George... I mean he is a killer! And fuck I hate it all. I have the feeling my life is even worse than before. I know understand why they took all the razors away from us. Ughhh" I said crying and I heard Harry swallowing.

"Lizzy, try to be happy and all this stuff and then you can go earlier. I need to go, now. The boys will break the door any second." Harry said chuckling and I giggled.

"When I'm done here can you five pick me up?" I asked and I could feel Harry was smiling.

"Sure thing, hun." He said and I giggled.

"Bye, love. Stay strong." Harry said and I smiled.

"I try. Bye." And with that I hung up and walked out of the room and into the lunch room.

Harry's POV

"Harry we will break the door!!!" I heard Louis yell. I sighed and opened the door. We ended the call one minute ago and I just noticed how much I missed her and that the poor girl needed someone who helped her.

Louis, Zayn, Liam and Niall ran inside my room. I sighed and sat down on my bed. The boys waited for me to talk but I didn't want to.

"Now tell!!!!" Louis said annoyed and I took a deep sigh.

"She stopped eating again." I said and all the boys looked at me shocked. Zayn was the first who found his words.

"She what?! She can't!" Zayn said angrily.

"She said she was so stressed because of the media and the paps and she just wasn't hungry anymore. I don't know if she lost weight again but still. She hates it there and she misses us all." I said and Louis looked kind of in shame on the ground.

"I broke her." He said and we all looked at him.

"No, you didn't. Sorry for saying it but it's your parents fault I think." Liam said and we all silently agreed.

"Yeah, I guess." I heard Louis agree.

"Guys I need to call someone." I said after a while of talking about Lizzy. I walked out of my balcony and called management...

Liz' POV

I walked back in the lunch room and sat down on my seat. I was alone in the room only my food. I sighed as I looked at my plate, it was so disgusting to see. My tummy hurt only by seeing that disgusting food.

"C'mon Liz, it's only a salad and some steak." I heard a voice from behind me, Ellen. I looked at her with tears in my eyes.

"b-but t-the m-media." I said while tears rolled down my face. I just couldn't.. they see when I gain weight.

Harry's POV

I took one last deep breath before me and one of our management guys walked with me on stage. I wanted a press conference and I get everything I want in the band so whatever.

"Okay guys, that's a short press conference. I'm just here to tell your guys that One Direction won't make one interview again with one magazine, newspaper or others who will write another story about Liz while she is in her rehab clinic and we are going to sue everyone. She needs the time there for just herself. Sure, it wasn't the most intelligent thing to go out with a killer but well we don't know about that, okay I do but you not and you won't.
Anyway guys, I really hope you respect the privacy we won't in this time. Liz feels worse than before so please don't disturb her while she is in there." I said and for a few seconds it was quiet.

"And we are going to find the person in Liz' clinic who tells private stuff to the media. It's not okay and we will sue the person. Don't mess with us." I said a little bit more sternly and took a breath before I continued.

"We are going to start the tour next week and we are really happy to see our lovely fans there. We are really sorry for this though time we gave you and we are sorry for all the drama and all but we are just humans like every single one of you." I continued a little bit nicer.

"As excuse because we were assholes lately, we are going to chose one hundred lucky fans who will meet us after the concert. So maybe it's a little excuse for this but well, it's not easy if someone close to you tries to kill herself." I said and swallowed as I said the last part.

"Our receipts from the first concert we do in the Netherlands go to a few rehab clinics for teenager with disorders or depressions etc. It isn't a joke if someone has one mental illness. It's a serious thing and we should help those people even more. Our receipts from the second concert are going to go poor countries. We hope to help as many kids as possible." I said proudly and looked around. Everyone raised their hands and I sighed.

"That was my press conference, thank you for listening and for your understanding. Goodbye." I said and with that I was already out of the hall. I hope it helped Lizzy a little bit and that they wouldn't annoy her anymore...

Liz' POV

I broke down in front of Ellen, I let my guard fall and that means I will probably be in here for forever.

My psychologist came in here and one guard carried me in my therapy room. I had a meltdown and the only thing I knew was to get myself together, I didn't want to be in here any longer. I wanted to be free.

I calmed myself after a few minutes of lying in her room and fake smiled at Anne, she is one of my psychologists, you see I have manyyyyy. Anne sighed worried.

"You know Liz, I never had someone like you in here. You are really difficult. You are such a nice girl, but you can't live with the pressure the media hits on you. I can understand you and all, but don't you think you should start eating again? I mean you really hate all the paps all the interviewer you just hate them and they always search for a bad thing on you. Liz, you give them something to talk about if you show them how much you hate them. Try to be cooler with them. Show them you are a strong person! Show them you can do it. Show them you can be normal again! You only have to gain 20Ibs! You will do it Liz! You will do it if you let yourself! Okay you will be a size 4 then (AN: UK size I think it's 32 in other European countries) but you will still be skinny as hell. So please, Liz. Please do it. Show the world you can! Everyone believes in you." Anne told me and I swallowed. I knew that one person and I guess the most important person, didn't believe in me and that important person was myself...