Messed up...can you fix me

Messed up. Can you fix me? (One direction fan fic)

elloo this is my first story on wattpad so take it easy on me i can take constructive criticism please dont be mean to me! Ive been reading a lot of 1D fanfics and i wanted to try one myself! comment! Please! :) BTW THIS STORY IS COPYRIGHTED ALL RIGHTS RESERVED SO IF I FIND OUT YOU STOLE IT I WILL HUNT U DOWN AND THROW YOU IN A PIT OF FIRE!!! okay now c: enjoy!! REMEMBER THIS IS FICTION SO ITS NOT REAL EXCEPT FOR THE BOYS OF COURSE!!

I stand looking in the mirror at myself picking out all my imperfections. My eyebrows need to be done, my hair shouldn't be so bushy, then I stare at my stomach. I pick at the the non-existent fat on my sides then at my arms they could be thinner. I lay down and hold a little mirror over my face. When I lay down I have a double chin. I hate myself. The blood in my skin begins to boil. I throw the mirror against the wall and watch as the glass shatters in pieces.

My stomach screams for food I look down at it and punch it. My skin is left red but still shouts for food.I leave my room and walk towards my small dining table where my laptop is. I power it up and log onto facebook I look at the pictures of my friends from school clicking on Merissa Dawns page. Its the beginning of summer and her profile picture is of her at the beach she's wearing a bathing suit I stare at her in envy. She's skinny im not, she's pretty im not. I go to my homepage my picture is of a little bird. Its not like anyone would want to see my ugly fat self. The little ding sound when you get a message plays on my laptop I recieved a message from one of my few closest friends Nicole Evans. I click on the chat box my hand fingers gliding over the smooth surface of the mouse pad. I love the feeling of it under my finger tips.

(chat)

Nicole- heyy girll! :)

Me- hey :)

I put a smiley face even though im not really in the mood to talk. Nicole doesnt really know about how I starve myself, if she did I would never hear the end of it. More or likely she would put me in a hospital to get me help. I keep it to myself,no one knows about it but me.

Nicole- wanna hangout tonight??

Me- uhh

The mere thought of having to face people made me cringe. Going out was not my thing. Going out meant people looking at me a being judged by guys I can already imagine the disgusting faces they would make just by looking at me. Im just a fat worthless pig. I look at my chat box , one new message I click it open.

Nicole-come on Camila I haven't seen you since school ended.

Knowing Nicole she would keep urging me to go out. I kept thinking whether I should or shouldn't. Not having the energy to argue with Nicole I gave in. My fingers quickly typing a reply running over the keyboard.

Me-okay what time?

Nicole- 7 okay bye

I looked on my phone I had one hour. I logged off and walked into my room. I have my own apartment me and my family aren't really on speaking terms. So I decided to move out , I already had a job before all that had happened when I lived with them the memories bring tears to my eyes. I had about five-thousand dollars saved up it was easy to save so much just because I barely went out and I never bought myself food unless I would relapse. I packed my stuff and just left I haven't had contact with them for over six months they haven't even tried to look for me. I got an apartment and still have my job I work as a receptionist at a small clinic. I graduated this year but college just wasn't on my mind right now. Feeling a tear run down my cheek I quickly wipe it away. Heading to my closet I pull the doors open revealing my wardrobe. Pulling my hanger out with a pair of skinny jeans hanging from it I slide them off the hanger throwing them towards my bed. I put on a purple Abercrombie tee and a red Hollister hoodie. Slowly making my way to my bed dragging my feet I grab my jeans and put them on. Remembering my black flats were in the bathroom. Walking down the hall I begin to feel dizzy. I lean on the wall for support and closed my eyes. These dizzy spells had been occuring lately they usually lasted only for a bit. Putting my hand on my forehead I open my eyes slowly everything is a blur, blinking my eyes a few times things began to clear up. Finally I reach my bathroom.