This Is Your Last Chance... (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Seven

Recap;

Michael's POV

I shook my head. "I see fat." was all I could bare to get out. That's what I saw. Fat. Fat on my thighs, fat on my arms, fat on my stomach, I'm fucking hideous.

Mahogany nodded and wrote something down. "Have you ever been to a therapist Michael? Or have you ever talked to one?" He asked softly. I shook my head slowly, I didn't like where this was going at all.

Mahogany just nodded at me again and sent me out. My whole body was shaking and I skipped the rest of breakfast and went upstairs. I will not go to a fucking therapist and that's final.

Nash's POV

As Michael stomped upstairs to say it was awkward was the least of our worries. Luke looked like he had seen a fucking ghost and everything was so damn quiet! I sighed and looked over to Cam as he was looking toward me. I could feel my cheeks heat up but I tried my best to keep my cool.

Once breakfast was done I headed upstairs with Cameron hot on my tracks. I opened the door to Kian and I's room and let him come in before shutting the door and turning to him.

God he was so close to me, I thought he could hear my heart pounding at 100 miles per hour. I always hated how tall he was but in this situation I found it so hot.

"You know I want to punch you for making me blush." I mumbled while looking at our feet. He forced me to look into his eyes and I giggled a bit.

"You look extremely cute when you blush. Why do you think I do it?" He shrugged before pulling me to his bed so we could lay down. This is what we usually did. We would just cuddle until we heard someone coming. I liked it. It was nice.

Mahogany's POV

I was talking with Jacob to see about getting a therapist here. I know something is wrong with Michael. I just don't know how to go about this. I've been calling numbers and I finally came across one that worked. He is a teen therapist and specializes in eating disorders for both genders.

I picked up my phone and rung him up while holding Jacob close to me. Once he picked up I smiled. "Hello! May I speak with Mr.Irwin please?" I asked while twiddling with my pen and pad.

It took a couple of minutes before I finally heard another voice.

"Hello? This is Ashton Irwin speaking." He said through the phone.

I sighed and told him everything about Michael and his situation. He agreed to come tomorrow and see how everything was for himself. Of course I agreed and then I hung up. I wrote down everything we talked about and looked over to Jacob. I just hope that I made the right choice.

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