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Niall smiled broadly to himself. "I'm the only boyfriend you've ever had, aren't I? I remember...after I kissed you, how shocked you looked..."
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Niall smiled to himself, and pulled him as close as he found possibly, just snuggling into his chest. "Aww, I love you!" He giggled. "I really thought that when I kissed you, I had ruined our entire friendship...it was supposed to be your "punishment" for something...? I don't remember, but I really think I need to give you a new punishment, because it only just got you a boyfriend."
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Harry nodded, chewing down on his lower lip. He really didn't want to tell Louis how much he had really, actually liked that, because it was bad. People weren't supposed to do that stuff and he really didn't even had the money to pay for them either. He only did it because his friends were and it had been on the house. "Can you just cuddle with me for a bit...?" He whimpered. "I really don't feel good.."
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"You are my best friend and my boooooyfriiiiiiiiiand!" Niall sang, giggling to himself. "I love you so, so much...I have for quite a while."
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"Of course I am!" Niall responded playfully. "I'm an awesome little Irish man!"
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Harry snuggled deeply into Louis' chest. If he knew how much his habits hurt Louis, he probably would eat just for Louis' sake (no promises that it would stay in there for long, but still...it's the thought that counts, right?). Harry thought that maybe Louis would be glad that he would lose weight, because of how fat he saw himself as. "My head hurts....so muuuuuch...." He whined.
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Niall smiled softly to himself. "I prefer you over anyone else…because you're the best."
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Harry had to admit that, he hadn't eaten in so long, his stomach was caving in on itself. It was a scary and painful thing, starving to death. Someone once told him that when you starved to death, the reason you died was because when you ate you gained energy. So when you didn't eat you had no energy, so shat your body did, was if began to eat fat, the anything else it could find…it was a disgusting thought, but in Harry's mind, there was so much fat there that if that was a fact, his bodybwoukdnhabs plenty to feed off of. He needed fiber skinnier…he was never skinny enough. The only time he felt good about himself was when he had been high. That's why he had liked it so much, even if it caused him such pain now. "I love you Louis…I'm sorry I don't say that as much anymore…" he whimpered randomly. "I love you so much."
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"That's impossible!" Niall scoffed. "There's no one nk this Earth that's more wonderful than you…"
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"See?" Louisa hummed, flipping her fringe out of her cerulean eyes once more to clear her gaze as she walked. "I knew it!"
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Louisa skipped along, humming quietly to herself. "Hey Harrie…?"
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Niall's cheeks flushed a dark scarlet red. "Yo-you're only saying that because you're my boyfriend! It's your obligation..."
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Harry would have done something to ease Louis' emotional distress if he had known, but he hadn't the slightest clue. Anorexia was...a bad mental disorder, one of the deadliest at best. Harry didn't see himself the way that Louis did, and he most likely never would, if he didn't get help. He didn't want help though, Louis was right. He just felt like he didn't deserve to live, like he shouldn't have been born. Every day he just died a little more inside. A terrible, painful death on the inside that he couldn't avoid. His body just wasn't given in the way his mind had. He was emotionally dead. He had been since his eighteenth birthday when...things happened, his life changed. "I'll always love you. Forever and ever."
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Louis rolled his eyes a little. "Now you're getting shy. What are you, a turtle? You going to hide in a shell now because I complimented you?"
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Harry smiled weakly to himself, giving Louis' hand a gentle squeeze. He wanted to stay like this forever, just kept their fingers entwined for the rest of eternity. Soon, though, he would have to go and collect his money so that they-well, Louis could eat. So that Louis could have the best month they've had in a while. Truth be told, he and his friends had gotten lucky last night. It probably wouldn't be this good every month, and he was certain Louis knew that, but for just one month..to know that they would be fine, it would surely do them some good. "I have to go soon, you know.."
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"I won't let anything happen to me. You know why? Because your own actions often times affect the loves of others, whether it's a large affect or not, positive or negative, it doesn't matter. That's why you have to try to make the right decisions. Not only for your sake, but for everyone else's around you. That's why I'm not going to let myself get caught. Because I won't leave you unless I'm certain that you are okay without me." Harry was exhausted. He was finally getting worn down. He sucked in another breath. "I promise, my dear."
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Harry knew that Louis was worried about him. Louis always seemed to be worried about him. It was a sweet thought, to know that at least one person seemed to care, but he really wanted Louis to be selfish. Why couldn't he just be selfish for once? One of these days Louis was going to end up hurt because he just cares too much for others and too little for himself. That wasn't really a bad thing either, he just...he wanted to ensure that Louis was going to be okay. At the question, a conflicted expression morphed on his face. On one hand, he really hadn't eaten in a while and even he knew that he should at least have something light every few days, like a salad or some toast, but then again the idea of food just made him feel squeamish. "N-no.." He finally answered softly. "I'll be fine, I'm not very hungry right now-" That was the biggest lie he had ever told-"but thank you anyways."
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"I refuse to believe that!" Niall whined, sticking out his tongue. "What we should believe is that everyone that lives here is a love struck puppy now…very much idiots in love. Except Zayn, he is uncorrupted…we need to change that soon."
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[I decided to post in first person. Not sure if I'll keep it that way, but we'll see. X3]
My heart jumped in my throat at his words. His implanted lie detector he seemed to have in installed in his brain was quite accurate. Too accurate for my liking…I just wished that he would leave me be for once. Not that I didn't love him, and I was glad that he cared-touched even, but whenever I looked at myself I repulsed. I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand myself. Did you know what it was like to hold so much hatred for yourself that you dreaded waking every morning, and the thought of just being yourself made you want to break down into tears? That's what my life was like. I hated myself so much. I hated how I could never be skinny enough to satisfy myself. I hated how perfect I had to be in my own eyes and his imperfect I was. "I said I was fine,"
I tried once more. "I'll eat on the way there or something." Once again, another lie slipped off my tongue.
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"We need to get him a girlfriend. Or turn him gay and get him a boyfriend. I'm going with girlfriend though, because really? We need some heterosexual couples around low don't we?" Niall hummed, rocking on his feet. "I did get him out of the house that one time…"
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