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No Food and Perfect Jaws
Candy's P.O.V
Hannah hasn't eaten for days, and it's starting to worry me, she isn't talking, all she does now is sleep, cry, and worry about Marcel.
"Hannah would you like something to eat?" I ask as I open the door to her part of the hotel room.
She just looks at me, her eyes and nose red and shakes her head.
"Are you sure? I can cook you some chicken if you'd like." I try again, I want her to eat.
She just shakes her head once more. It's scaring me, I've read a ot about anorexia, and bulimia and she's showing the symptoms of it. I don't know what I'd do if Hannah went anorexic, the fear of her dying would just eat me up. I love Hannah, she's my best friend, and I never want anything to happen to her.
I decided to just go out for a jog. Take my mind of things and relax a bit. So I but on a pink sports bra, some black jeggings, white tennis shoes, grabbed my Ipod and headed out. I put it on shuffle, and one of my favorite songs came on.
I was jogging for quite some time, just listening away and I tripped.
"Ow damn it! My ankle!" I screamed in pain.
"Need some help, Love?" I heard a voice behind me, a small British accent, I turned around to see it belonged to a handsome British boy. He was tall, had a lot of tats though.
"U--uh Yeah, I think I broke my ankle" I said teary-eyed. Am I crying?!
"Let me see Love." He crouched down and touched it, causing me to yell fuck very loudly. "Oh, sorry. Here let me help you up."
As he helped me up, I got a better glimpse of his face, which was really attractive. I could feel my heart flutter a bit. It was soft, yet had a strong look to it, and that jaw, damn that jaw looked like it came straight out of a factory of ken dolls.
"I'm Louis, Louis Tomlinson." He smiled at me with that perfect face.
"I'm Candy. Candy Braden." I smiled back.
"Well Candy, you sound sweet" He said with a wink. (imagine Niall laughing in the background xD) "Now let's get you to the hospital."
Hannah hasn't eaten for days, and it's starting to worry me, she isn't talking, all she does now is sleep, cry, and worry about Marcel.
"Hannah would you like something to eat?" I ask as I open the door to her part of the hotel room.
She just looks at me, her eyes and nose red and shakes her head.
"Are you sure? I can cook you some chicken if you'd like." I try again, I want her to eat.
She just shakes her head once more. It's scaring me, I've read a ot about anorexia, and bulimia and she's showing the symptoms of it. I don't know what I'd do if Hannah went anorexic, the fear of her dying would just eat me up. I love Hannah, she's my best friend, and I never want anything to happen to her.
I decided to just go out for a jog. Take my mind of things and relax a bit. So I but on a pink sports bra, some black jeggings, white tennis shoes, grabbed my Ipod and headed out. I put it on shuffle, and one of my favorite songs came on.
I was jogging for quite some time, just listening away and I tripped.
"Ow damn it! My ankle!" I screamed in pain.
"Need some help, Love?" I heard a voice behind me, a small British accent, I turned around to see it belonged to a handsome British boy. He was tall, had a lot of tats though.
"U--uh Yeah, I think I broke my ankle" I said teary-eyed. Am I crying?!
"Let me see Love." He crouched down and touched it, causing me to yell fuck very loudly. "Oh, sorry. Here let me help you up."
As he helped me up, I got a better glimpse of his face, which was really attractive. I could feel my heart flutter a bit. It was soft, yet had a strong look to it, and that jaw, damn that jaw looked like it came straight out of a factory of ken dolls.
"I'm Louis, Louis Tomlinson." He smiled at me with that perfect face.
"I'm Candy. Candy Braden." I smiled back.
"Well Candy, you sound sweet" He said with a wink. (imagine Niall laughing in the background xD) "Now let's get you to the hospital."
Notes
Heyyy SOOO SORRY that i haven't updated!!!
I hope you don't hate me /.\ :(
~Tori
update!
10/5/14