anorexia//an anthony reeves fanfic

Chapter Four

Ashley's POV

I woke up the next morning to the most comforting feeling I've ever experienced; being wrapped in Anthony's arms with our legs tangled together. However, I can't help but feel nervous that we're rushing things. I mean, we did just meet each other in person for the first time yesterday, and everything that happened last night only happened because we were caught up in the moment. Seriously, he could never actually have feelings for me. It was all due to being in the moment.

Of course he was caught in the moment, there's no way someone like him would ever be even slightly interested in someone as fat as you.

That reminds me, I never did finish my run yesterday. In order to make up for that, I will have to run twice the distance I would have ran yesterday and probably start dieting. Not for him, just to better myself.

"Ashley," I heard someone call. "I'm home."

Oh no, it's my mom. She would not be happy if she found out I slept in the same bed with a boy I literally just met.

I shook Anthony awake and he awoke groggily, seeming confused.

"Wha-" I cut him off by putting my hand over his mouth and signaling to be quiet.

"My mom's home," I whispered. "She won't be mad you're here but she can't know we slept together."

He looked panicked as we both quickly threw together what looked like a bed on the ground before I put a blanket over him and he pretended to be asleep, right as my mother walked in.

"Hey, Ashley, whose car is-" She saw Anthony 'sleeping' and lowered her voice before continuing. "-that in our driveway? .... What's going on here?"

"Oh, this is my friend Anthony. We went to Target yesterday and when he was brining me home the storm began, so I offered for him to stay here. I hope that's okay with you..."

"Well I would have appreciated if you'd told me but at least he's safe and didn't drive in the storm. I'm gonna shower then go to bed, the hospital was crazy busy last night and I didn't get a break but- Whose shirt is that?" I looked down and realized I was still wearing Anthony's clothes from the day before.

Not wanting to tell her they were his, I simply had to lie; "Um, Dad's."

"When did you go through his stuff?"

"Yesterday, before Ant and I went out," She didn't quite look like she believed me.  

"Well, I'm gonna go now. Don't have too much fun with this boy toy of yours, and if you do, use protection," She retorted sarcastically.

"Mom! He's just a friend,"

"Remember, I was a teen once too. And I know for a fact your father never owned that shirt, so make sure to give it back to your 'friend'. Also, bye Anthony, it was nice kind of meeting you." At this he opened his eyes and sat up.

"You too Mrs. Noah, maybe I can properly meet you another time," She smiled, clearly pleased with herself before she left.

"Oh,"

"My,"

"God, that was so embarrassing!" I threw myself back onto the bed dramatically, defeated and surprised my mother knew he wasn't sleeping.

"It could have been worse," He laughed before sitting next to me and rubbing my back slowly, which felt amazing.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, but it still didn't feel like long enough.

"Wanna go out to breakfast? I'll pay," He suggested.

You fat bitch, lay off the calories! Breakfast will make you gain weight and do you really wanna do that? No! Go on a run, do some crunches or something.

"I'm actually not that hungry," I actually haven't eaten since lunch yesterday. "I think I'm gonna go on a run actually. Maybe we could go out to eat later though!"

Nope, you're not gonna do that either.

"Oh okay," He sounded disappointed and I couldn't help but feel bad. "Well I am starving, so I think I will just pick up some McD's. Wanna come?"

I shook my head no, "I will go on a run while you're gone then after I shower and get ready maybe we can go and do something."

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After completing a four mile run in a half hour, I went home to find Anthony sitting on my bed.

"Oh my gosh don't look at me!" I ran into my bathroom, not wanting him to see the sweaty mess I was.

"Why?" I heard him ask from the other side of the door.

"I just ran four miles! I look disgusting,"

"I'm sure you look beautiful, as always," He complimented, which caused me to blush.

"Whatever, I'm gonna shower and get ready and then we can do something."

As I was undressing, I couldn't help but feel disgusted as I looked at my body. I really need to lose weight. And fast. I'm not gonna starve myself, I'm just gonna cut back.

Thinking this caused me to recall learning about eating disorders back in freshman health class. That will never happen to me though, I will have total control over my restrictions. If I ever want to start eating more, I can and I will. It will basically just be a diet.

After showering, I put on my towel and realized I would have to go out to get my clothes. Anthony will see me in just a towel. He will see my gross thunder thighs and chubby arms.

I self consciously walk out and his eyes immediately gravitate towards my body.

As I stand in front of my dresser thinking about what I want to wear, I feel arms wrap gently around my nearly bare waist and feel soft, slightly open mouthed kisses being placed on my neck.

I quietly gasp and close my eyes in awe at the sudden contact.

"Mmm," I quietly moan, which only causes Ant to kiss harder and wrap his arms tighter. "Wait." I pushed him off of me.  

"We shouldn't be doing this, not yet at least. We just met and I want to get to know you better." He agreed and apologized before we began planning our day.

A/N, I will edit this later so ignore mistakes lol