•Chapter 1•

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Calum's PoV

We finish off with Good Girls as our last song, Luke is worrying me. His hands are gripping the mic so tight that his knuckles are white. "Thank you LA!" Luke calls, weaker than normal. We all walk off stage, waving at our fans. Once off stage, Luke leans right up against the wall. "You okay Luke?" I ask as Michael and Ashton disappear to the dressing rooms. "Im fine Calum, just a bit dizzy." He replys. "Luke come on, whats wrong?" I ask him. "Nothing! Just diz-" he starts and alls over. I catch him. "Dizzy." He finishes. "Luke..." i start. "PIZZA'S HERE!" Michael yells. We slowly walk to the change rooms. He takes one piece and starts nibbling on it. He randomly gets up and runs away. I follow him to find him bent over the toliet. In that moment i knew what was wrong.

Luke's PoV

I know he was behind me. "You didnt eat too much." He says. I dont reply. "Luke you barely ate half a piece of pizza." Calum says. "More than ive aten in two weeks." I mumble. "What?" Calum asks. "Nothing" I whisper. "When did you last eat?" He asks. "Tod-" i start but he cuts me off. "Not today, i know you havent ate today." He replys. I dont answer then. "Luke im just trying to fucking help you!" He says. "I dont need help!" I say standing up and start walking away. I feel a pull on my shirt. "Why?" He asks, turning me around. "I'm fat Cal... cant you see it?" I cry falling onto the floor. "No... no... Luke your not fat!" Calum says kneeling beside me. "2 weeks." I mumble. "2 weeks what?" Calum asks confused. "Your question. When did i last eat before today... 2 weeks ago." I answer letting tears roll down my cheaks onto the floor. "Oh my god..." Calum mumbles.

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