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"Tell me about when you do hate me." He insisted.
Our chests were inches apart and his nose was very close to mine. I was looking up at him as he still stood towering over me...
Juliet TW: EATING DISORDERS & MENTIONS OF PUKING If you struggle with eating disorders/Puking or talking/hearing/reading about them is a trigger for you please proceed with caution.
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It's been a month since Harry found out. He'd been super sweet about it. We'd been going slow like he said. I've eaten a few times.
It felt nice at first, so I decided to try and eat more yesterday and I ended up hung over the toilet puking my guts out.
Harry sat behind me holding my hair, rubbing my back with comforting words.
"It's okay baby, let it out. It's gonna be okay."
It was embarrassing but I was too busy throwing up my organs to be worried about what I looked like.
I'd been eating a little bit whenever I managed.
But today I decided I'd eat a ham and cheese sandwich Harry had made me...the whole thing, some chips he had given me as well and an apple.
It felt so nice to not have that empty aching feeling in my stomach all hours of my day, but it was quickly ruined by the new pit in my stomach. One I spent nearly two hours puking up.
I wanted to give up. If my reward for trying to get better was only getting worse, I didn't want to do it. And I made that clear last night, Harry wasn't going to let me give up though.
"I don't wanna do this anymore." I whined while leaning over the sink after I'd brushed my teeth. Harry stood close behind still leaving gentle touches anyway he could.
"It's gonna be okay, we just need to go a little slower." He said confidently while rubbing my back.
"No, Harry I don't wanna do this anymore. It hurts. my stomach hurts so bad." I choked out as tears started to stream down my face. I stayed leant over the sink trying to ignore the aching in my lower stomach.
"Don't give up. We've made so much progress. You've been doing so good." He said sweetly before hugging me from behind.
His arms snaked around me as he laid his head at the top of my spine.
"It hurts" I sobbed out, nearly collapsing.
"It'll get better, you just have to keep trying. Remember this is all for you. So you can get better Jules." His grip tightened around me as I tried not to faint.
I felt so weak. I was trying, why wasn't I getting better?
Harry turned me around so I was pressed against his chest.
"I don't really know what to do but I do know that this doesn't have to be where you give up. I'm sure your body just went into shock, it's not used to you eating so much at once. We'll get there I promise." He whispered while holding me tightly placing a gentle kiss to the top of my head.
