As a child you had struggled with your weight, always being bullied for remaining a bit chubby. Eventually by the time you had reached high school the taunts worsened and not a day went by without you being called fat. Your parents always told you that you were a beautiful girl and that one day you would find someone who could see that. Anyone that couldn’t see it was a fool your mum always said. It was hard for you to believe your parents when all you saw yourself as was a fat person. As a result of this you started taking drastic measures to achieve your goal weight. It started with you cutting down what you ate. From there it spiralled into checking the exact amount of calories in every meal you ate and working out excessively. Your weight soon plummeted until you were dangerously thin and your family had no choice but to admit you to hospital for you to recover. It was after you were released from the hospital that you met Zayn. You had a job downtown in the local café. Zayn came in for coffee and as they say the rest is history. After a few dates you confessed to him about your bullies and your anorexia. You were scared that when he heard about it he would leave you. Instead he promised that he would support your recovery and that he wouldn’t desert you when you obviously needed help. Eventually you recovered fully and were back to a healthy weight. Zayn had asked you to be his girlfriend and delighted, you had accepted. Ever since you agreed to be his girlfriend Zayn had been monitoring your meals making sure you had enough to eat and he supervised your gym workouts to make sure you didn’t overdo it. You loved this protective side of Zayn. “Hey darling, I’m going to be recording some new songs in the next few days. The boys wanted me to stay with them while we were recording but I don’t have to. I mean if you need me I can stay…” He trailed off. “No, no, I’ll be fine. Go have fun with the guys and tell them I said hi,” He stood in front of you contemplating your response. “Sure, I’ll call you every day.” He smiled before kissing your forehead and grabbing his phone, wallet and some clothes before he left to meet up with the rest of the boys from 1D. Lucky for you school had finished for the year and you could relax – until work started anyway. You have been keeping yourself busy for the last 5 months since you were in hospital and thoughts about your weight didn’t start to bother you until today. You had started your shift at the café when it was still quiet with only a handful of people in the store. It wasn’t long before the popular girls from school came in giggling at something that was supposedly funny. “O.M.G. is that (Y/N)?” Asked one of the girls. “I think it is. I thought she had lost some weight but wow obviously not if she is still fat!” exclaimed another. You didn’t even know these girls names yet they knew you and could see the truth you knew all along. It stung and you had to call in another girl to cover your shift because you knew the girls were right. You were fat and something had to be done about it. You went home feeling defeated. Once you walked inside you figured you would have until Zayn got back to try and lose some weight. All the foods high in fat were chucked out and you worked out a meal plan which would be just enough to sustain you while you worked your butt off at the gym. *4 days later* You were exhausted but at the same time you were happy that you gained control over your weight again. Zayn had called earlier saying that he couldn’t wait for you to hear the songs him and the boys had recorded and that he would be home later today. You couldn’t wait for Zayn to witness the change in your weight. All of a sudden a dizzy spell came over you before everything went black. As you were drifting in between conscious and unconsciousness you heard a quiet voice singing softly to you. It wasn’t long before you were fully awake and saw Zayns concerned face peering down at you. “(Y/N) tell me truthfully, have you been eating properly?” He questioned softly. “Um, well not exactly.” You replied looking down at the ground where you must have fainted. “Have you been over exercising yourself?” Another fair question you supposed. “I’m so sorry Zayn. It’s just th-that these g-girls were saying how f-f-f-fat I was and I just c-couldn’t help but agree with them.” You cried. “I’m never leaving you alone again” he muttered while holding you in a tight embrace. Zayn spent the rest of the day showing you that you were truly beautiful no matter what your size. Thinking back over the past few months you couldn’t help but be astonished at how quickly your life had changed. From feeling alone and being anorexic to having a wonderful boyfriend that you knew loved you and damn your parents were right, you found someone who loved you and thought you were absolutely beautiful. With Zayn by your side you know that you can face your demons.

Notes

It's 1:40am and I finished this one shot but I'm not too happy with it. I'm up for any suggestions by the way. Sorry about not having spacing between the paragraphs. I don't know whats up with that. :)