A/N: talking about eating Disorders, but as I already said, I'm not an expert at that topic, so please dont get offended if anything is wrong

"Why are you not eating, hun?"

his mom asks, a worried look on her face

"I'm just not that hungry"

hoping that his mom drops the topic, he puts on a soft smile

"Are you sure, you haven't eaten anything yesterday aswell. Are you okay?"

"yeah, I'm fine, just not hungry"

"okay, but please eat atleast 2 slices of pizza, alright? I just dont want you to starve yourself"

She says with a little chuckle, taking that as a joke

I'm too fat, I dont want to eat this, I can't

Harry thinks, but he doesn't want his mom to worry, she needs to take care of herself

"Alright" he says, already knowing that he'll make himslef puke after eating.

He doesn't want to gain weight, the curly haired boy thinks that he is too fat

What harry doesn't see, is his beauty, how his body matches him perfectly

He is tall, has a good body and looks healthy

But the latter won't last long

Not if he continues doing what he's doing

Grossed out over himself, harry eats the 2 slices of pizza

"Can I go to my room now?"

"Of course, I'll clean up here. But make sure to unpack as many boxes as possible today, okay?"

"Alright"

He smiles softly one last time at her, then running up the stairs.

In his room, he locks the door and steps into the bathroom. Locking that door aswell

On both knees, bended over the toilet, he puts two fingers into his throat and starts puking.

Gaining weight would be one of the most terrible things that could happen

He thinks that hes too fat. 
Mostly because of his classmates.
Its their fault hat Harry believes that.

Harry believes everything they ever said to him

they made him believe that he's worthless

believe, that no one needs him

believe, that he should die

believe, that he's just a stupid faggot

The last one is something no one should've ever known about him, but they found out and used it against him

Tomorrow will be his first day at his new school, and Harry already knows that he won't make any friends

Who would want to be friends with a fat, ugly, stupid gay kid? No one, right? right?

Not right. That's just what everyone makes him believe.

With his head in his hands, breathing heavily and tears running down his pale cheeks, he's sitting at the cold bathroom floor

He can feel his own heart breaking, that's how much pain he is in

Get rid of the pain

he remembers the tiny box of blades in his pocket

His hands are shaking as he reaches into it, opens the box and takes out one of the thin blades

Again, he places it on his wrist, and with pressure he cuts from one side to the oher, blood coming out of the cut

it's running down his hand, but he simply doesn't care

he will just put a bandage over it, probably covering it with bracelets

a 16 year old boy shouldn't be doing that

a 16 year old shouldn't keep thinking about death

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