Situation (Hunter Hayes Fanfic) *on hold*

Chapter 14

© 2014 by Poppy Carolina. All rights reserved.

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(Sophie's POV)

*the next day*

I stood there in front of my mirror stripped down to my lingerie, picking out each one of my flaws. I know it won't help me in any way but I was just feeling so down lately. I didn't, no I don't want to get back to my old self. Why do my thighs have to be so close together? Why can't I have a thigh gap like those VS models?

Why couldn't my stomach be flat? I questioned myself as my hands ran over my mid-section. And my face. I said pulling at my cheeks. Why does it have to be so chubby? I honestly had no clue why Hunter would love me. Me out of any other girl in the world, but he chose me.

Sophie. The girl who everyone thought was perfect but was the exact opposite. I just don't understand. I gave up and started dressing myself, putting on some black leggings, a gray cardigan, and my black combat boots. I didn't know nor did I really even care where Kate or my mom were, I just needed some fresh air.

I grabbed my keys, walked out the door, and started the engine. I just drove for what seems like the longest time. Just driving. Driving fast seemed to clear my mind more. I saw a Starbucks and ordered drive through. I grabbed my drink and went over to a friends house. All I know is I didn't wanna stay home tonight.

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(Austin's POV)

I was picking a movie out from the shelf when I heard Alex shouting out curse words and foul smell filled the air. Looking confused I walked towards the kitchen and opened the door.

"Stupid tortillas!" Alex screamed while trying to put out the fire with a broom. "Alex what did you do?" I yelled at the boy as I ran to the pantry to get the fire extinguisher.

"Don't blame me!" he said while putting his arms up in surrender. "It's your fault that tortillas don't flip themselves!" I rolled my eyes at his foolishness while I finished spraying down the stove.

Once I had put it out I started cleaning up his mess. "But what about my tortillas?" he said pouting at me. "Well that sucks doesn't it?" I said chuckling at his face.

"Can we at least get takeout?" I looked at his begging face and nodded my head laughing. He did some sort of victory dance and pulled out his phone while ordering who know's what.

I started walking towards the living room to resume my position in picking out a movie when there was a knock at the door. "Alex can you-"

"Yes yes! Wait no double that and take out the onions and give me a large order of fries. Yeah but super size the other-" I rolled my eyes at his complicated order and went to answer the door myself.

There stood Sophie sipping away at her coffee. She smiled at me and then proceeded to hug me. "Hey Soph!" I said while letting her in and shutting the door. "What are you doing here?" I asked as she made herself comfortable on the couch.

"Not really sure. Just needed to break away." She said with a shrug and continued to sip her drink. I nodded at her understanding, or at least trying to.

"Sophie my girl! What are you dong here?" Alex said walking out of the kitchen. She just shrugged. "Ok.." Alex said looking at me confused. "Then lets put a movie in!"

I nodded at him and grabbed a movie from the shelf. Alex's food arrived and then we all got comfortable on the couch.

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(Sophie's POV)

*play song on sidebar now*

We were about halfway through the movie when a really pretty girl walked onto the screen. You see, why can't I have a flat stomach and a thigh gap like her? I internally questioned myself frustrated at how I was so chunky.

I would love to be the girl that just slipped on her jeans in 5 seconds and didn't have minor 'love handles' on her hips. How does it even feel to have a flat stomach? I knew I was gonna start crying so I grabbed my drink and keys, then proceeded to head towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I heard Alex say. I just nodded my head and continued walking. I heard the movie stop but I didn't look back because by that time tears were already pouring down my face. I walked out the door and got into my car starting the engine.

Austin and Alex ran towards the car and tapped on my window to roll it down. I did and looked at my lap. "Soph, what's wrong?" Austin said with sympathy lacing his voice.

I just shook my head and wiped my tears. "It's hard to explain." I said trying to find the right words. How do you tell your friends what you're feeling inside? "What is? Tell us Soph. Let us help you."

I took in a deep breath and looked both of the boys straight in the face. "I just.. can't. I don't know. Sorry." I said letting out an exasperated sigh. "I need to go." With that I drove off.

I didn't want to hurt them or anything, I just couldn't find the words to explain it to them. How do you tell them what you're going through? It's not something that happened out of the blue. I had always been struggling with depression ever since my parents divorce. I've always been insecure about myself and my body and I don't really know. I guess it all just exploded out of me.

I drove home as fast as I could and ran straight up to my room. I stripped off all my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. "Why does he love me?" I kept on whispering to myself.

I ran to my bed and kept on letting the tears fall from my cheeks to the comforter. I just don't understand. My phone beeped but I didn't even bother to see who it was. I was too enveloped in the sound of my cries. "Hunter doesn't know anything about me." I cried to myself.

"He only knows what I allow others to see. If he knew the real me, he'd walk right out the door and never look back."

I don't deserve him. And he sure as heck doesn't deserve someone as screwed up me.