Depressed Magcon Imagines

Taylor

You woke up today as usual with your phone beeping and lighting up. Ever since you and Taylor let the world know that you're official, you've been getting a lot of hate.

"Ewww! Why is Taylor dating this fat ass fuck up"

"Oh my God, she is so ugly. Taylor could do so much better than that fat piece of shit."

"Wow. Has she even looked in the mirror? She needs to invest in some make up, and while she's at it, some diet pills."

These are just a few examples of the hate you've been getting. At first you tried to stay strong, but eventually you let it get to you. One day you looked in the mirror, and you realized what they were saying was true. You decided it was time to do something about it.

You've been restricting for about two months now. Today was the fourth day in your ten day fast. You looked in the mirror. You could tell you lost weight, but not enough. With Taylor away at Magcon, it's easy to restrict and not be noticed. He is supposed to come home tomorrow and you're hoping that he says something about your new body. I mean, 20 pounds lost in two months is a lot. When he left, you were 120lbs, when he comes home tomorrow, you'll be 100lbs, assuming that you stay the same weight you are today.

You decided to go down to your basement and run on the treadmill. It's always a nice feeling knowing that you're at a negative net calorie intake. You put on a pair of yoga shorts from pink, and a regular sports bra from Victoria's Secret. You put your headphones in and turned the treadmill to 8.5 miles per hour. Your plan was to burn off 400 calories. You were busy running when all of a sudden you saw a familiar figure come into the room.

"Taylor!" you shouted, turning off the treadmill and running to him.

You jumped into his arms and he caught you. You hugged him so tightly and he kissed you. He put you down and you looked up at him smiling.

"I thought you were coming home tomorrow." you said.

"Originally I was going to, but when the plans changed, I decided not to tell you so that I could surprise you." he said smiling.

"I missed you so much! I'm so happy you're back, babe."

You leaned up to kiss him and he wrapped his hands around your hips.

"You feel different." he said with a concerned look.

"You lost a lot of weight, (Y/N). Are you okay? Please tell me you haven't been starving yourself."

You tried to stay strong and not break down. You were going to lie to him, but your body betrayed you. You collapsed on the floor and the last thing you remember is Taylor yelling your name with tears dripping down his cheeks.

Taylor's POV

I picked (Y/N) up and ran up stairs. I went into her room and laid her on her bed. I knew she'd come back in a second, but I was still really worried.

She fluttered her eyes open and I immediately wrapped my arms around her. I softly but passionately pressed my lips to hers and then pulled away.

"I think I know why you fainted, but I need you to tell me. I really hope what I'm thinking isn't true, but I need you to be honest with me. Have you been starving yourself?"

Your Point of View

I looked him in the eyes and I knew I couldn't lie. I opened my mouth and then all the tears started pouring out. He pulled me on to his lap and held me tightly. When the tears finally stopped I spoke,

"It all started after we told everyone that we were together. Fans left so much hate for me, and at first I didn't let it get to me. Eventually, my confidence started to grow thin. I looked in the mirror one day, and realized that they were right. I am ugly and I am fat. I'm not just fat, I'm huge. It's so embarrassing. I can't believe I didn't see how fat I was for so long. So now I'm becoming skinny. I can't let myself be fat. If I can't be pretty, I can at least be skinny."

Narrator

You looked up and realized that Taylor had begun to cry. You wiped the tears off of his cheek and he looked at you.

"(Y/N) you're beautiful. I can't think of one thing that isn't perfect about you. It hurts me knowing that every time you look in the mirror you hate what you see. I can't believe I was gone when you really needed me. If I had been with you to assure you that the hate comments were lies, maybe you wouldn't have done this. Baby, I love you so much. We need to get you healthy again. I can see all of your rib bones and your hip bones are so visible. You're stomach looks like it's concave. When I left, you were already skinny. Seeing you like this, is really hard for me because I care about you so much. Honey, I know it's going to be hard, but you have to promise that you'll get better. I'll be with you every step of the way. I love you. You will always be perfect in my eyes. It doesn't matter what anyone else says about you, to me, you are flawless."

After saying that, he leaned down and kissed you passionately. He ran his tongue across your bottom lip and you opened your mouth. Your tongues moved perfectly together and his hands were grasping your hips. He flipped you over and continued kissing you. You and Taylor made out for about an hour and then he pulled away. He looked into your eyes and said, "I missed you."

You sat up and he slid his arm around you.

"I missed you too, babe. "

He stood up and told you to get on his back. You listened and asked where you were going.

"We are going down stairs, and you will be eating."

You gulped nervously, not sure of what to do. He put you down when you arrived in the kitchen and looked you in the eyes.

"You don't have to eat much, but you do have to eat some. Everyday we'll work on eating a little more. You're going to be healthy again. As long as you're healthy, I'm happy. I know it'll be hard, but I'm going to be here every step of the way."

You smiled and nodded your head. You sat in a chair because you started to feel dizzy again. He went into your fridge and pulled out some strawberries. He cut up three strawberries and you ate them slowly. Your stomach growled and you felt it expand. You wanted to start crying, but instead you finished everything that was on your plate. It was going to be a long journey ahead, but you knew it was worth it. You were going to get healthy for Taylor. If he was happy, so were you. You looked at him when you finished the last piece of strawberry and the sparkle in his eyes was amazing. He wrapped his arms around you and whispered in your ear, "I am so proud of you."