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RYDER'S POV
I'm just so happy Luke accepts me and isn't grossed out.

"Thank you for not thinking I'm gross cause I'm anorexic." I said as I laid with him that night.

"Gross? You? Those are total antonyms. I wouldn't think that was gross because this is a serious medical condition. If anyone thinks you're gross because of this, they're messed up." He said to me.

I smiled and buried my face into his chest.

"Um hey. Extremely personal question time. Can I see what your stomach looks like? Cause when I picked you up you were lighter than light." He asked.

I hesitated for a minute.

"I get if you don't want to." He said.

"No. I want to." I said as I slowly took my shirt off.

I stood there in front of him.

I felt his hand on my ribcage.

"You're so skinny." He mumbled.

"Now do you think I'm gross?" I asked.

"No." He said immediately.

"Unhealthy? Yes. Gross no." He said.

I put my top back on.

"When you go back to Ohio, promise me you'll see a doctor." He said.

"I will. A good but cheap one." I said as we locked pinkies.

"I don't want to see you in a hospital. Ever. Okay?" He asked.

I nodded.

"It'll get better towards the end of August. I'll be out here. With you." I said.

"And I'll make sure you're okay. What scratch that. More than okay." He said.

"I must've done something right to get an amazing boyfriend like you." I said.

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