Ch. 11

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**disclaimer: talk of eating disorders in this chapter, if you don't like that sort of stuff feel free to skip**

I hear my mums yell from downstairs telling us dinner is ready, and I quickly open my eyes. I look at Reece, who’s still asleep against my chest, his eyes no longer looking like he cried. The room is much darker than it was before, meaning it’s been a while since we fell asleep and the sun has already set. I look back down at the sleeping boy, not wanting to wake him but knowing he is probably hungry. Besides, if he didn’t wake up now he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep very well tonight.

“Reece.” I whisper slightly. His eyes flutter slightly and he looks at me, his face confused. He lets a small yawn escape, and I coo at how adorable he is when he first wakes up.

“Reece babe, we need to get up. Dinners ready.” I’m not sure why I said ‘babe’, it kinda just slipped. Reece doesn’t seem to mind though; instead, he smiles at me, cuddling up against my chest again. I chuckle, resting my chin on his head.

“Thank you for not leaving.” Reece whispers.

“Anytime. Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me.” I whisper back. He giggles cutely before responding.

“Anytime.”

We eventually get up, sleepily making our way downstairs. I check my phone, noticing that it’s just gone eight, meaning we’ve been asleep for almost an hour. Reece rubs his eyes, letting another yawn escape. I once again ‘aw’ in my head, watching the adorable blonde sit down at the table next to me.

We begin eating our spaghetti, my mum joining us soon after.

“You two looks exhausted!” She exclaims. We chuckle, Reece quickly stuffing some of the spaghetti into his mouth.

“We just woke up actually. We accidentally fell asleep.” I explain, watching Reece happily eat his food.

“This is amazing Mrs Smith!” He exclaims, once he’d swallowed another fork-full.

“Thank you love. I’m glad you like it.” Mum smiles appreciatively. I try eating as much as I can, since I was sure my mum would probably comment on it otherwise, and I did not want Reece to find out. He’d probably just be disgusted and weirded out. But, even with this thought in mind, I struggled to finish even a third of the plate.

“So, Reece, how are you liking the school so far? Is George helping you out enough?” My mum asks Reece suddenly, and I worry that he may not be prepared to answer, but he doesn’t seem to mind and answers either way.

“It’s all going, uh, quite well actually. And George has been a huge help, more than he’ll ever know.” Reece answers honestly, looking at me shyly before facing my mum again.

“That’s good to hear. I hope this doesn’t change, I feel like you’re good for my George.” My mum says, making us both blush. Reece looks at me and smirks before asking the next question.

“How so?” I cringe, knowing perfectly well that my mum is planning on giving a nice, full, juicy answer. She hums slightly, as thought deep in thought, before answering.

“I’m not sure to be honest, he’s a lot happier. He seems more determined, as though it’s his mission to become good friends with you. Although, he does get a little snappy when I make him run late in the mornings when he’s meant to meet you to walk to school!” My mum chuckles. I feel my whole face, from my neck up till the tips of my ears, heat up in embarrassment. I hear Reece chuckling besides me.

“Anyways, hows work?” I say, changing the subject.

We continue chatting, thankfully not brining up any more embarrassing conversations. I play around with my food until Reece and my mum finish, and they both turn to look at me. My mum frowns, and it’s then that I’m sure what I had dreaded was about to happen.

“George honey, you need to eat more than that.” She says, tutting her head disapprovingly. Her comment discourages me and the way she says it makes my stomach churn in anguish. She doesn’t know how truly bad it got, a voice in the back of my head says, only Blake does.

“I’m not hungry.” I say flatly, hoping she’ll get the hint and drop the subject, but her frown only deepens.

“I don’t care if you’re not hungry. I’m not having you go back to starving yourself.” I feel my face pale as she says those words. Reece gasps quietly, so quietly I doubt my mum even heard. I look at him and see him staring at me with wide eyes. I feel the familiar feeling of disappointment rush through my veins, and before I know it, I’m running out of the room and towards the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind me. I slide down the cold wall, holding my head in my hands. I’ve just messed it all up! My friendship with Reece is surely down the drain after this, no one wants to be friends with someone as messed up as I am, someone who doesn’t eat and can’t even stay home alone. He’s probably already left, he’s probably already scolding himself for ever becoming friends with me in the first place...

“George? Can I come in?” Reece’s soft voice breaks my chain of thoughts. He’s still here? I decide to let him in, if he wants to speak to me then he definitely deserves the chance to do so. I quickly unlock the door and resume my position on the floor with my head on my knees this time. I hear the door creak open before it shuts again and Reece hesitantly sits down next to me. He doesn’t say anything, but eventually he grabs one of my hands and holds it in his own. I turn my head to look at him only to find he’s already looking at me.

“I’m sorry.” I mumble, not really knowing what to say. He smiles at me sadly, using his free hand to run through my hair. My eyes immediately close at the calming gesture.

“There’s absolutely nothing to be sorry about. I understand things can be tough sometimes; if you ever want to talk to me about anything, I’m right here. I’ll help you in any way I can. Just like you said earlier, I’m here and I’m not planning on going anywhere anytime soon.” Reece says, giving my hand a light squeeze. I sigh happily, resting me head on his shoulder.

He’s still here. I haven’t lost him. Why is this boy so amazing? Not only is he staying, but he’s willing to try and help me. He isn’t repulsed by me.

“Reece, how are you so amazing?” I voice my thought. Reece chuckles bashfully, giving my hand another squeeze.

“I’m not amazing. What makes you say that?” He asks.

“I just - I don’t get why you’re so understanding. You’re so willing to help me. Like, literally, you knew me for one day and either way you offered to stay the night when you found out I was scared. You didn’t leave me after I had a full-blown panic attack. I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you. Thank you for helping me and making me generally a happier person. I’m not sure what it is about you Reece but you make me happier. You... I don’t know how to explain it. Just... thank you.” I stop talking, eventually realising that I was getting a little bit carried away. Reece chuckles lightly, once again running a hand through my hair, making me close my eyes at the feeling.

“Me? I should be thanking you! Even after finding out about all the shit in my life, you still think I’m worth your time. You continuously tried to start a conversation with me when I first got here, even though I was as cooperative as a brick wall. So for that, thank you.” He says looking down at me with a fond look on his face. It’s when he says things like that that I realise how much this boy affects me... I may no longer just ‘like’ him. I think... there’s a chance I might ‘love’ him. That thought scares but thrills me at the same time.

“How about we both just thank each other and leave it at that.” I giggle. He agrees, and we return to a comfortable silence. Reece is routinely running his hand through my hair, making me close my eyes again. We stay like that for a few minutes and I begin thinking; maybe now would be a good time to tell Reece about him. He has the right to know anyways, and it’s only fair considering he’s told me about his troubles.

“Reece, come with me to my room. I think it’s probably about time I told you a few things...”

Hey guyys
Ah, a nice cliffhanger, I bet you love me for that... sorry haha.
I was debating whether or not posting this part cause it's really late and I have school tomorrow but oh well, I guess I'm doing it anyways :)

Hope you enjoyy
Good night xx

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