Luke: Binge
You sat watching a movie, eating a carton of ice cream by yourself. You did this a lot due to your disorder and you never had much to do on weekday nights so when you’re bored you just eat. Luke, sadly, didn’t know about this. Everyday he would come home to see you eating a new kind of junk food. He would notice your stomach getting fatter and more bloated, but he didn’t care, he still loved you.
You hated this disorder and it was hard to get out of. You tried many different methods, diets, whatever it took but nothing worked.
Luke had come home to see you eating the ice cream, he sighed and sat down at the foot of the couch, where your feet were.
"Babe, don’t you think you are eating a little too much?" Luke tried to say in the nicest way he could. Don’t get me wrong, it was completely sympathetic; but you took it the wrong way.
"You think I’m ugly and fat, don’t you." You answered, slightly mad and sad.
"Babe, babe no! You aren’t at all, I love you so much but you don’t eat that healthy, is there any reason?" He asked. You dropped your head low, as tears started to form in your eyes.
"Don’t make fun of me or anything like that when I say this." You begged. He shook his head as if saying that he would never do such a thing. "I have binge disorder. I hate it, I really do. I’ve tried everything but nothing ever seems to motivate me to keep it under control." You whispered. You looked up and Luke seemed heartbroken.
"It’s okay baby, I’ll help you get through this, I promise. Just remember that you are so beautiful in every way possible." Luke encouraged. You smiled slightly as Luke pulled you in for a long kiss.
Calum: Anorexia
You sat at the dinner table with Calum, pushing your food around on your plate. Lately, you didn’t want to eat anything, not even an apple.
"Babe, does it taste alright? You have barely touched it." Calum asked, shoving food into his mouth. You smiled lightly, nodding.
"I’m just not hungry. It’s been a long day, I’m not really in the mood for eating right now." You lied. But he knew you lied. He could tell since the first date you had. He had asked you if you were a big fan of his band and you said no. But honestly, you were a hardcore fan and you just didn’t want to spoil chances. Whenever you lied, your voice would go up and sometimes you would gulp loudly. You thought no one would notice, and trust me; no one ever did. But when it came to Calum, it’s like almost all your secrets will sprawled out for him to see.
"Could you just please tell me what’s wrong. I know you’re lying. You haven’t been eating for the past few days, and if you do you just sprint to the bathroom. You’ve gotten thinner and I just hate seeing you so sad and hating what you see. Just tell me this; do you have anorexia?" He asked. The water works came as quickly as you could say yes. You brought your head in your hands, letting out all of the emotions.
"I’m sorry Cal. I really am." You whimpered. He got up and hugged you, keeping you close to him.
"It’s fine, this isn’t your fault. Just know that you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on and I love you so much and I will help you get through this." He said sincerely. You gave him your best smile you could and kissed him.
Michael: Binge
You had eaten away your feelings for the past few days. Your last grandparent had just died and you didn’t take it easily. She was one of the only people that could help you through your disorder. She stuck to your side when you felt at your lowest peak and everything. When she died, you died a little inside along with her. Your disorder and eating your emotions after she died left Michael a little worried. He didn’t know you had this disorder and at this point you weren’t ready to tell him.
