Louis' POV
5 days later
I helped Anne finish making our lunches. I placed the plates on the coffee table in the living room. Anne came in placing the last plate on the coffee table, followed by our drinks. How she managed to carry all that I'm not sure, it must be a mum thing. Anne sat down and I walked over to Harry's room. I knocked on the door and, after receiving no answer, I pushed the door open. Harry was doing jumping jacks and counting under his breath. I heard, '500' before I had had enough. I coughed loudly and Harry turned to face me.
"Oh," Harry mumbled, "what's up?"
"Did you time how long you worked out for?" I asked, "You're supposed to monitor your exercise and not go over 30 minutes a day."
"Um, yeah," Harry shifted his feet, "It's been 5 minutes."
"Harry," I sighed, "are you lying?"
"No!" Harry gritted his teeth.
"Alright come on into the living room for lunch," I said.
"Um, I'm not really feeling good," he mumbled, "I'm just going to take a nap."
"Harry you have to eat something," I said, "it's part of the rules. If you want to avoid the hospital you have to eat. Besides we are off break and tomorrow we have an interview. We don't want you passing out on us, do we?"
"No," he sighed.
Harry followed me into the living room and sat on a chair next to the couch. I sat down next to Anne on the couch and grabbed my sandwich. I looked at Harry. He was slowly picking the sandwich apart into little pieces, but I didn't care. If he ate it I don't care how he ate it. I focused my attention back on my food, a sandwich and carrot sticks. The lunch was quiet. I think Anne and I were both thinking that we shouldn't risk saying something that might keep Harry from eating.
"I'm finished," Harry said a little while later. I looked at his plate. The carrot sticks and the sandwich were gone, as was his water.
"Good job Harry," I smiled.
"Uh, thanks," he said, "I'm going to go change and head to the gym."
"Okay," I said, "I'll see you in twenty five minutes."
"Yeah, okay," Harry said.
I watched him walk into his bedroom and close the door.
"Should I go see if he purges?" I asked Anne.
"I think that's a good idea," she smiled.
I went to Harry's door and pressed my ear to the door. I know that wasn't the bathroom, but Dr. Hill had told me he could purge in garbage bags as well as the toilet. I listened, but all I heard was Harry moving around. 10 or so minutes later I could here harry coming towards the door. I backed up and leaned against the wall. A second later the door opened, revealing Harry who was dressed in sweat and a sweatshirt. He had his trainers on his feet, no duh, and his phone and keys in his hands. He looked strangely at me, but shook his head and walked past me right out the door, mumbling a quiet 'goodbye' before closing the door.
Harry's POV
I closed the door to my room and walked to my closet. I pulled out a plastic bag and began emptying my pockets. I had stuffed all my lunch in them when no one was looking. After tying the bag and shoving it back in the closet, I would take it outside to the garbage later, I grabbed a pair of sweats and my trainers. I changed slowly, the dizziness was bad today, and opened my door. I saw Louis leaning against the wall, looking at me. I gave him a look, but decided to keep my mouth shut. Right now I needed to focus on working out. I walked out the door, mumbling a quick, 'goodbye' and out to my car. I drove to the gym in silence, except for the radio of course.
"Hello Harry," Elaina, a trainer, smiled.
"Hello Elaina," I said.
"Harry can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked.
"Yeah," I said, "but just for a minute."
I followed her into the trainers office. She sat down on her seat and motioned for me to sit in the chair across from her. I did as she wanted and took a seat.
"So," Elaina started, "I've noticed you've been losing quite a lot of weight and you've been spending numerous hours in the gym. I'm worried you may be developing an eating disorder Harry."
I clenched my fists, "I can promise you that I am in perfect health and I am eating fine. Now, I really do need to go and work out. Thank you for your concern. Bye Elaina."
I walked out of the office and back to the workout area. Hmm what to get on?
Get on the treadmill and then the stairs.
I hesitated for a moment, waiting for the dizziness to pass.
NOW YOU FAT ARSE!
Yes Ana.
I got to the treadmill and turned the speed to 5mph.
Put it on 6.5 mph.
but Ana-
No buts! Do you want to lose weight and be perfect or stay fat and worthless?
I want to lose weight and be perfect Ana.
Good now run faster!
Louis' POV
It's been two hours! He should have been home and hour and half ago. I was currently pacing around the living room. Anne was doing laundry, hey she wanted to I didn't ask. I couldn't get my mind off Harry. He's my best friend. I couldn't keep letting him do this. I heard the phone rang and Anne answer it. I just shrugged it off and kept pacing. A minute later I heard a gasp and Anne ran into the living room.
"Louis," she cried, tears running down her cheeks, "Harry collapsed at the gym. He was on the treadmill and he just collapsed. They called an ambulance and are taking him to the hospital as we speak. Get the other boys and let's go!"
My mind slowed down. I couldn't hear anything around me. All I was thinking about was Harry. I moved on automatic to get the other boys and we drove, with Anne, to the hospital. The whole time the only thing on my mind was Harry and if he was going to be alright.
