featuring Wadz only

requested

trigger warnings: eating disorder, extreme weight loss, insecurities

A YEAR AGO

Y/N sat at the fancy dinner table fiddling with the white tablecloth. Her black dress hugged her curves. She thought that the black color would slim her down but she could still see herself. The chandeliers above them cast a slight glow on her face.

"Y/N, are you seriously going to eat that?" Her mother raised an eyebrow looking at her pasta dish.

Y/N cleared her throat, "Mother, it's just food."

"Is it really? You don't want to continue to ruin your figure." Her mother kept pushing buttons.

Y/N looked around the table at her family. No one spoke in her defense. Her three brothers who were extremely fit looked around at their petite girlfriends. Her mother was a retired supermodel and somehow still kept her figure at her old age.

Y/N placed her fork down. Her appetite was completely gone. She picked up her glass of wine hoping it would give her a buzz. The last straw was when her grandmother spoke, "You'd think coming from a family of beautiful women, you'd follow."

The table giggled at the grandmother's statement. Y/N felt like she was going to be sick. Moving the crips napkin from her lap she stood up, "Excuse me."

Her eyes blurred from the tears as she tried to find the bathroom. She gasped when she bumped into a strong figure, "Oh sorry!"

She turned away wiping her face. The strong arms held onto her waist steadying her, "Are you alright?"

Y/N sniffled finally looking up at the man. She was taken aback by how handsome he was. She nodded moving towards the bathroom, "Sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you."

Walid looked at her. He knew something was off with her, "Wait, are you sure?"

Y/N could feel the warmth from his body, "Yeah, I'm fine."

There was something about him that intrigued her. Wadz held his hand out motioning towards the front door, "You wanna get outta here?"

SIX MONTHS LATER

Y/N stood in the bathroom hovering over the toilet. She was at her boyfriend's house trying to enjoy his family's daily gatherings. She flushed the vomit down the toilet wiping her mouth. Her throat burned from the acid. She quickly took out her miniature bottle of mouthwash to freshen up.

She took a look in the mirror smiling at her weight loss. It had been six months since she started her unhealthy practices and for once they were working.  Her weight loss was slight and of course, her boyfriend thought she was just going to the gym more.

Y/N left the bathroom and found her boyfriend immediately in the kitchen. He was already on his third plate of food, "Hey you good? You were in the bathroom for a while."

Y/N kissed his cheek, "I'm good."

She spoke to his family. They loved and accepted her unlike her family back home. Y/N leaned down to hug his grandmother, "Y/N, it's so good to see you! Make sure to grab a plate. I made some of your favorite dishes."

Y/N smiled, "For sure."

She was lying. Walid watched as she mingled with his female cousins and occasionally entertained the younger ones. Not once during the four-hour party did she touch any food.

"You're not hungry?" Wadz asked her as he opened the car door for her.

Y/N shrugged, "I don't have an appetite."

Walid sighed, "I worry about you sometimes."

Y/N leaned into his touch as they drove back to his apartment, "There's no need to worry babe. I'm fine."

TWO MONTHS LATER

Y/N watched her phone ring for the millionth time. She played around with her braids trying to cover her skinny face. Walid was finally coming back home from a media tour and he was to see her, desperately.

She answered the phone, "Hey."

"What's taking you so long?" Walid asked noticing that she was running late.

Y/N giggled, "I'm coming over now! I'm trying to get myself together."

He scoffed, "Please, all you have to do is show up, Y/N."

She cleared her throat a bit sensitive to his compliments. Y/N was at his front door. The winter weather made her happy, she could cover her extreme weight loss with ease. Dressed in a cream knitted sweater and jeans she used her key and went inside.

The smell of a home-cooked meal made her stomach growl. Moving through the large halls she finally poked her head into the kitchen, "My favorite person!"

Walid almost dropped the wooden spoon as she lunged at his back hugging his torso. He laughed turning around to hug her. He lifted her chin and kissed her lips. Walid noticed how her body felt different.

"I made your favorite."

Y/N looked at the pot of goat curry and gave him a fake smile, "Cool."

The two sat at his dining room table. Y/N hadn't touched her food, and only took sips from her spoon when needed.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked feeling frustrated with her.

Y/N shook her head, "I'm just not hungry."

"You're never hungry. Did something happen while I was gone?"

Y/N played with the utensils on the table averting her eyes, "No."

"I can't help you if you don't tell me love."

Y/N couldn't control it anymore. The tears flowed down her face as she spoke, "You don't have to live in a body like mine?"

Her rant continued, "You don't have to deal with the comments on social media or from my family? How my weight is the topic of every conversation. I just thought that if I lost a few pounds then I'd be happy."

"Y/N, don't tell me you've been hurting yourself?" Walid's eyes were deep with hurt. He never wanted the love of his life to feel any type of way.

Y/N wiped her face, "I'm sorry."

She felt the weight leave her shoulders as he hugged her allowing her to express her emotions. He kissed the top of her head.

Y/N held onto him, "You always know when somethings not right."

He laughed, "I knew it a few months ago but I thought I was just being crazy. But the thing is Y/N. I notice everything about you."

That made her heart swell.

"I love you. We'll figure this out together okay? But from now on I don't want you skipping meals. I don't care if I have to bring you to every tour with me, I'm going to make sure you stay healthy."

Y/N squeezed his bicep as she nodded, "Okay. Thank you."

Authors Note:

Besties this was a bit heavy, please take care of yourself. Food is nutrition and it's good for you! Love yourself in whatever body you come in, it's the only one you have.

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