"Now, both of you will order a lot of food, and I you don't eat we will take it back to the bus where I will force every bit of it into your mouth, understood?" Liam whispered to us, his voice playful yet stern and serious. We were at a Mexican restaurant, so obviously chips, salsa, queso, and quac were necessary. "Um... I think Meg and I will split the fajita plate please" I told the waitress. "Medium or large?" She asked, i looked at Liam who raised an eye brow at me. "I think we'll go with large please." I sighed. "And you?" She asked Liam, "ill have beef and shrimp tacos please" he asked and gave a cherry smile. We made small talk until our food came then I thought. "Can I get a second large order of fajitas to go?" I asked the waitress. "Sure" "thank you" when she left I explained "ya, Niall and I ate all the food in our stash last night" Niall and I have made, with encouragement of the others, our own stash of food so we don't eat everyone else's food. "Speaking of Niall, when do you to plan to tell them?" He leaned in closer, not being so public about the secret. "Um... Never?" I pondered, it was shameful and embarrassing. "You've got to, don't make me have to." Liam threatened. "Payne, I swear to god if you" I growled through my teeth, rising up from my seat, Meg had to Liam me back down. "Love I know you don't want to, but you'll have to let him know." Liam calmly explained. "I know but let's just eat, I'm starved, I don't want to talk about it now."

*that night*
"Babe?" Niall whispered to my In the dead silence. "Mhh?" I mumbled, half asleep. "Wanna grab a bite, what did ya get for lunch?" Niall asked, I tensed once he said 'bite' but relaxed when he mentioned lunch, 'your eating again Sarah, remember that' I mentally reminded my self. "Sure" I whispered back. He snuck off to the towel closet beside the bathroom, where our mini fridge was put in place, I grabbed the to- go box. I then plugged I the small microwave, and heated the food. I grabbed a chip and dipped it into guacamole, the taste was so foreign, so good. Niall gave me a side ways look, "wha?" I asked my mouthful of chips and dip. "I haven't seen you eat like that, since... We left for the tour" he had an expression of confusion. I quickly debated weather or not I should tell him, I was- was- scared, for one of the few times in my life, I felt truly terrified. I sighed, "Nialler, I need to tell you something." I couldn't meet his eyes. "What's wrong love?" His voice, clear with concern, he picked my chin up, causing me to look into his eyes, I saw, pain.

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