Skinny Love (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-eating disorder (passing out/fasting)

I woke up for my feeling an hour later, but I might have been shorter. I sat up and walked to the couch, laying down immediately. I felt so sick, so exhausted. I fell asleep right away.

I startled when my phone rang and I woke up by the sound of it.

'H-hello?' I whispered. I was so incredibly weak.

'Hey, Dream. We have a surprise for you.'

'Surprise?'

'Are you alright? Are you sick?'

'I feel sick, but I am not sick.'

'What are you feeling?'

'So weak and exhausted.'

'Do you know the reason?'

'Maybe.'

'Tell me.'

'No.'

'Oh, Dream. Are you alright?'

'No.'

'Dream, Sapnap and I have a surprise. We flew over and we are currently waiting at the airport.'

'Wait what?'

I startled. They came over? Now? I just passed out and I feel so bad.

'So I wanted to ask if you could pick us up, but since you don't feel well.'

'No, no. Don't worry. I will come and pick you up. Where are you?'

He explained where he was and I stood up. I was happy to burn more calories, but I was so weak. I felt so awful. I started walking and my legs still felt like jelly. I walked to my car, totally not in a straight line. I was dizzy. I sat down in my car and started driving, not really focussing.

I arrived at the airport twenty minutes later and I sat down on a bench. I had to rest for a few minutes. I looked around me and I saw George standing close. He saw me sitting and I stood up like nothing happened. He was kind of cute and even smaller in real life. He ran towards me, hugging me tightly.

'Dream!'

'H-hey.'

I was so tired.

'Dream?'

George let go of me and my eyes started rolling away. Before I knew I passed out again.

'Dream!' I heard someone scream.

I woke up and looked around me. I was laying on the floor in the airport. Sapnap and George were standing closely around me. George held my hand and it looked like he cried.

'Hi,' I said.

'What the heck, dude. What is wrong?'

'You said you didn't feel well.'

'Yeah, I uh-.'

'Are you confused? You're speaking so weirdly.'

'I'm so exhausted.'

'We go to your place and you go to sleep.'

'No, I don't want to be rude.'

'Too bad. I will drive because you can't right now.'

'Fine.'

They lifted me up and I walked behind them. I was too tired to lift up my feet whilst walking. George noticed and a few seconds later Sapnap did too. They walked closer to me and George wrapped his arm around my middle.

'Put your arm around my neck,' he stated.

I felt my cheeks heating up a little, he was pretty close and I must admit. He wasn't ugly. I ignored the weird thoughts and wrapped my arm around his shoulders. Walking went a lot easier, but people looked at is in disgust.

'Faggots,' a random man said.

Sorry, I-,' I muttered. I let go of George, but George pulled me close.

'I don't care what they say, you just passed out.'

'But they called us faggots.'

'Ok.'

'It's hurtful.'

'Why do you care so much about what others think of you?'

'Because I got bullied and it made me insecure.'

'Dream,' Sapnap said suddenly. He looked very serious.

I nodded.

'You lost a lot of weight. Last time you sent a picture of yourself, you weren't this thin.'

'I'm not thin.'

'Dream, yes you are.'

'I have a normal weight.'

'So you weight yourself?'

'My dad forced me to.'

'So he also sees your weight loss?'

'It wasn't that much.'

'Why did you pass out?'

'I might have eaten a little less.'

'Why?'

I suddenly started to break. I got mad at them and myself. At myself for lying and at them for constantly asking. I was sick of lying.

'STOP ASKING, I'M SICK OF IT.'

George and Sapnap stopped walking and saw people turning around, looking at me. I felt ashamed. They would probably think I'm weird. They would think that anyway.

'I'm sorry, but aren't we allowed to know why you freaking passed out in the middle of an airport after standing up for just a minute?' Sapnap asked now also mad.

'We are freaking worried, you passed out, you look as pale as a ghost, you feel sick, you look death. We are your best friends, aren't we allowed to know what's going on?'

I stared at my hands. 'I'm fine.'

George let go of me. 'Fine, prove it.'

'No, George. I can't walk now. I'm-.'

'See-.'

'Sapnap, shut up. Dream sit down.'

I listened and sat down.

'What's going on?'

I sighed deeply. Shall I tell them?

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