《Louis' Depressed Girl》Chapter seven: Skinny Love
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I woke up to a tiny flashlight shining in my eyes, shocking me a little.
"What the hell?" I grumble.
"Relax Mia. They're doing a mini test." Harry tells me calmly.
"Oh." I blush at my rudeness.
"Mrs. Flats when was the last time you had a complete meal? Without forcing it out of your system?" A tall, older man with dark brown hair and pale skin asked.
"Uh... Maybe 2 weeks ago?" I responded, slightly unsure.
The doctor nodded his head and wrote down something.
"Well we have prepared a recovery program for you. It's called the believe in recovery. Every week you will be sent a package of food that you will take. It will last till you have totally recovered. Your boyfriend over here will be tracking all of your meals and make sure you finish them." He instructs strictly,"You'll start off lightly and slowly progress."
I nod my head sadly.
"Good. Your free to leave." He tells us and walks out of the room.
"You okay with this?" Harry asks concerned.
"Y-yeah. I'll be fine." I tell him.
"I'll help through it all babe." He smiles while wrapping his arm around me, pulling me into a tight hug.
I burry my head in his chest, breathing in his sweet, strong cologne.
"Oh and thanks 'boyfriend'" I laugh.
"Your welcome 'girlfriend'" Harry chuckles.
****
We walk into the hotel quietly, and we head up to Harry's room.
He holds the door open for me. I walk in smelling a strong scent of flowers and chocolate.
"What's that smell?" I ask curiously.
"I don't smell it...?" Harry acts cluelessly.
I look around then see a huge bouquet or red roses and a heart shaped box of chocolate.
"Your so cheesy," I laugh, walking slowly to the roses. I swiftly and slowly drag my fingers along the smith surface of the petals, smiling down at them.
"Thankyou," I tell him.
He gives me a cheeky smile. He wraps his arm around my waist pulling my body closer to him.
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"You don't have to eat the chocolates..." He frowns.
I opened the box nervously and grab a piece of chocolate and slowly place it in my mouth, admiring the sweet taste of caramel and milk chocolate.
I look over at him and smile confidently.
He presses his lips on my slowly, then pulling away, placing a piece of black hair behind my ear.
"I'm so proud already." He whispers softly.
I nod slowly and give him a cheerful smile, "so am I."
*****
"So your saying I need a friend? Can't you guys just be my friends?" I whined.
"Nope. You need to talk to someone about how annoying we are right?" Niall laughs.
"I have Harry." I tell them.
"Sure, but what if we're at an interview or something? Don't you want someone to talk to?" Zayn suggested.
I sigh and nod my head,"yeah yeah."
"Okay so tonight were going to a club, so you can find a friend!" Liam smiles.
I groan and head over to the bathroom to shower.
I close the door softly behind me, twisting the golden lock for security. I glance in the mirror and still she the ugly, worthless girl who I saw yesterday, looking at me. I frown and fiddle with a lock of hair. A piece falling out, of course. (A/N: Anorexia and Bulimia can make your hair fall out.)
I strip out of my clothes and jump into the burning hot water, my body relaxing from the waters warm and gentle touch. For once I feel at ease, I wish everything was like this.
I begin to sing softly, like I always do in the shower.
"Come one skinny love just last year. Pour a little salt, we were never here. My my my, my my my, my m my. Staring at the sink of blood, and crushed veneer" I softly sang. Tears falling, hitting the shower floor, floating away with the water.
"Told my love to wreck it all. Cut out all the ropes and let me fall..." I wiped away the tears. Everything about this song explained the pain I feel. The way I tell Harry to leave me be, let me fall. The way I stare at the sink, holding the blood from my cut up wrists. Such a beautiful song, with a disastrous
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I walked out of the bathroom, I was wearing a black tee and a pair of ripped up white shorts and some black converse.
I quickly straightened my hair and met up with the boys in the lobby.
"Good you dressed casual." Harry smiled.
"Well you guys did say this place is made for fancy clothes." I laugh.
*****
Loud music blasted everywhere, making my head spin. I look around the huge crowd of people for a booth to sit at. I walk over and see a girl with dark black hair and tanned skin sitting down.
"Can I sit here?" I yell over the music.
"Huh?" She shouts back.
"Can I sit here!?!" I yell louder.
"Okay!" She laughs.
I sit down and order a drink real quick, then look back over at the girl who was totally wasted.
"I'm Mia." I smile politely. Remember Mia. Try to make friends for once.
"I'm Nicole." She smiles back.
She orders another drink before looking at me funny.
"What?" I ask her.
"I've seen you somewhere."
"Where?" I ask curiously.
"I don't really remember but I think it was a magazine. Something about you being with that really hot member if one direction."
"Harry?"
"Yeaaaaaaaaah!" She slurs.
"That's me." I blush. I didn't know people knew me.
"Oh my fucking god! No way." She freaks. "Your like rich and shit."
I laugh slightly, "I'm not rich. Not even close. Harry's just helping me get by."
"Makes sense." She nods her head to the rhythm of the music.
"So who are you with?" I ask curiously.
"This blonde boy named Kevin." She smiles and blushes. "We're high school sweethearts."
"Cute!" I laugh. "Look I have to go find my boyfriend. Give me your number and I'll text you."
She gives me her number and I put it in my pocket quickly before jogging over to Harry.
"Hey babe." I smile.
"HEYYY hot stuff." He winks, his breath smelling like alcohol.
"Oh god." I mutter, the vomit stuck my throat.
Harry pulls me tight and grinds up against me.
"Harry!" I yell.
"Oh come on. Show me your wild side." He whispers in my ear.
"Harry, your drunk stop." I snap.
"Bitch." He yells.
I feel his large hands shove me hard to the ground. And pair of hands catching me from behind.
"Louis!" I cry, wrapping my arms around his body.
"What the hell Harry!" He growls.
"I- I. Mia. I'm sorry." He apologizes
"Save it Harry. You've hurt her once before. I'm not letting you do it again." Louis snaps. When did Harry hurt me the first time?
"She my girlfriend. I do what I want" Harry spat.
"But she deserves better then you." Louis yells out.
"Like who? Hm?" Harry asks, his and Louis face close.
"Me." He mutters.
I watch as Harry punches Louis in the jaw, taking him a step back.
Louis kicks Harry in the stomach.
Soon the boys make a huge fight. My sobs making everything worse.
"Stop! Stop!" I yell. My cries getting drowned out by the yelling of the surrounding people.
Harry's eyes filled with anger, as well as Louis.
I run away. Away from the club. Away from the drama. Back to my apartment. Back to my one place that helps me isolate myself from the rest of the world. Where my best friend lives, lying on the sinks white edges where it shines in the light. That small peice of metal was my only answer right now since no one else will give me one.
It's 12:18 am right now and I'm tired as all cramp. HAPPY I UPDATED? Been a while. I know. Sorry , don't worry you'll come in soon. There's gonna be mistakes. I know. I'll fix them tomorrow afternoon. YAWN. Till then, xoxo.
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