The Way Things Work

Chapter Fifty Seven

"Harry?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"Would you mind ordering for me so I could use the bathroom?"

"Of course love. What do you want?"

"I guess just one egg scrambled." He looked at you in pure disbelief. 

"That's it? Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine-"

"Then get something else. I know you love pancakes." He smiled.

"Yeah but they are just so many calories."

"Why are you worried about that?"

"I just know it's something I have to watch."

"Babe, I heard your stomach growl on our walk over here. You and I both know you're hungry."

"I know. Just, please?" And with that you walked to the restroom as the waitress began to make her way over to the table. You walked into the bathrooms and stood in front of the plate mirror. You sat and pointed out every flaw and turned to the side. You ran your fingers over your stomach and shook the tears away. You weren't happy with what you saw. Your thoughts were interrupted by a few knocks on the door. "One sec!" You called out as cheerfully as possible.

"Babe, it's me. Open up." 

"Harry? Just wait, I'll be right out!" You chimed in a falsetto to mask the pain. 

"Please Sam. Please just open the door?" You heard a pain in his voice and reluctantly opened the door. He bounded through the door and leaned back, swiftly locking it. Before any words were placed out in the open he pushed up your sleeves and rotated your arms. "Oh thank God." He sighed as he pulled you in for a hug.

"Wait, you thought I was cutting?"

"Yes." He said bluntly in a caring tone.

"W-Why?"

"Because you're not eating anything and look." He motioned up and down your body. "Over sized and covered."

"I'm not cutting." Another pent up breath fell from his lips. "Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing." You quickly spilled.

"Liar and we aren't leaving until you explain." He leaned away from you and placed all of his weight on the door. 

"Nothing is wrong Harry."

"Okay you obviously think I'm stupid." He snickered in a slightly annoyed tone. 

"No I don't-"

"Why won't you tell me?" His voice raised slightly causing you to back pedal. 

"I just don't-"

"No! Tell me what's going on!" His voice increasing in volume. You drew your hands to your chest and tucked your head down as you backed against the wall.

"I-I'm sorry."

He saw the fear in your eyes as he darted forward. He rushed you into his arms and held you tight. "I'm sorry baby. I just wanted to know." You couldn't get out the words to tell him that his own fans and a magazine were attacking you and your weight. You felt a tear fall to your hair and realized Harry was crying as well.

"Harry? Why are you crying?"

"I can't believe i scared you. I should have listened and respected your bounds."

"No you're right. You were just trying to protect me."

"So can we go out and sit and talk about what's going on?"

"I don't think you'll want to kn-"

"Of course I want to know!"

"Okay, you're funeral." You joked as you lead him out. You both walked over to the tabled and instead of sitting across from him, he moved you so that you sat in the same booth as him.

"Explain to me what the Hell is going on."

"So I went out the other day to pick up some stuff ad there was this magazine cart. Well I walked over and picked it up because we were on the cover. When i flipped to the story all it was talking about was how you down graded from Angel. Then when I went to put it away a particularly beautiful fan told me that it was right and I was too fat for you and that I should lose some weight before I crush you."

"What the Hell? Well let's make some corrections first. She isn't a fan if she does that and she wasn't beautiful if she could say that. Beauty comes from the inside. Oh and one last thing. You're not fat, that's why I changed our orders." He smiled cheekily.

"To what?"

"Just a huge pancake set with ice cream on the side." He winked. You groaned as your hand went straight to your stomach.

"Harry-"

"I don't want to hear it. Babe, you're skinny! Okay so you're not a double zero, but you're still slimmer than normal! We are going to eat this break fast and we are going to like it!" He laughed, as did you when the food came out and was set in front of you. "Just remember. I love you for you. Forget what they say, I want you and not them for a reason. I love you." He smiled as he pecked your lips.

"I love you too."