Yes, It's Happening (sequel to Could This Really Be Happening)

(Read the first book to understand, please!) Ellie and Harry are back together, happy as ever. Will things stay this way, or become a whirlwind terror? Will Louis stay with Eleanor? Or fall for... Someone else? Is Liam really okay? Read to find out! No hate please!!!

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18. Thinner

*** Niall's Point of View***

 

I walked in Ellie's room, searching for Zayn to tell him and Ellie that Lou was called to the recording studio along with Liam, and they had both left immediately.

 

But, what I saw made me cry.

 

Ellie.

 

And Zayn.

 

Except, he was holding her wrist, which held a deep red gash.

 

We had all noticed that Ellie was getting thinner, and paler. She didn't seem to be herself anymore, just a stranger. You could see her veins, bright blue under white skin. Her bones had begun to poke out more than usual. Her changes were visible to the eye. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I had seen her eat in front of me.

 

I stumbled over my words trying to ask what was happening.

 

A tear was falling from my cheek, more after that, rolling down my face and onto my chest. I had on some blue athletic shorts and no shirt.

 

" Niall, I- I can explain. Wait- No, I- I guess I really can't." Ellie said.

 

I stormed over to her bed, jerking her wrist from Zayn's grasp.

 

She winced at the pain, but she really deserved it. She was abusing her body with blades. Lou had told me at the hospital about the cuts on her thighs, and I had wanted to rip someone's head off.

 

" Ouch! Niall! That HURTS!!!" She yelled.

 

" Why, Ellie?!?! Why did you do this!! You KNEW you had me!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.

 

I dropped her wrist, tears now streaming, and left her room, slamming the door behind me.

 

*** Ellie's Point of View***

 

Niall's hand had left a mark on my wrist.

 

I wasn't done when he had stormed out of my bedroom.

 

I jumped up off my bed, leaving Zayn.

 

I ran downstairs and saw the backdoor close.

 

I went out to the backyard and found Niall sitting on the porch swing, his face in his hands.

 

" Niall?" I whispered.

 

" What." He said, hands still holding his face.

 

" Why are you so worried?" I asked.

 

" Why am I so worried? Ellie, you are abusing your body. I can't remember the last time I've seen you eat, and you're cutting. Lou told me, and I had thought that I was going to die. Now, I want to. I really do. Ellie, I know about Harry. Lou told us everything. But, what he really told us, was to lookout for you. And I've apparently failed at that." Niall explained, tears streaking his face.

 

I didn't have any idea as how to respond to that.

 

I just wrapped my arms around Niall, tears streaming from my face.

 

I needed to tell him.

 

I needed to tell allof them.

 

I was bulimic.

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