After telling them what had happened with my roommates Vic and Mike go to their rooms on the main floor as Tony goes to his upstairs, which leaves me on one couch and Jaime on another. He’s distracted, staring at the ground zoning out. “You said that it was true what they said. Why would you say that they were right Haley? Why would you agree with them?”
“Hime, please don’t ask me that.”
“You are aren’t you? I don’t mean the fat part because you’re not in anyway at all. I’ve noticed how much you skip meals so I guess I’ve kinda always knew about that. I just don’t know how bad it is and I didn’t want to believe it.” The way his voice sounds is scaring me.
“I eat enough to not pass out. I’m doing better with that, Okay? I’m working on it.” I watch as a tear slides down his cheek. I’ve only ever seen Jaime cry once, which was when I was in the hospital from a car crash. He’s always been the strong one. “Jaime, please look at me.” I whisper. He lifts his head and I quickly say, “Jaime, I’m so sorry. Just please don’t hate me. I didn’t want to hide anything. I was scared, fuck I still am scared. And I know you’re going to ask if I cut tonight, yea I did.” Without saying anything Jaime gets up and walks over to me. Sitting down right next to me, he pulls me into him. I don’t think he’s ever held me this tight before and I wish that I didn’t wince because as soon as I did he loosed his grip.
“Haley, I could never hate you and I’m not mad, I understand. Well, not exactly, but I understand about you being scared. You feel weak and you don’t want to look that way in front of your best friend. It was your hip.” It’s not a question, he knows somehow. All I can do is nod and cry with my face buried into his neck. I’m growing tired from the crying and everything that has happened tonight. Sleep slowly taking over. “Babe, oh fuck, I meant to say Hales. Haley, I think you’re beautiful. You’re not fat, I promise. You’re perfect.” Next thing I know, Jaime is placing me into his bed upstairs where I quickly fell asleep.
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I wake up alone in Jaimes bed, remembering everything from the night before. Looking over at my bags, knowing I didn’t clean up my mess from last night. It scares the hell out of me seeing that it’s all been cleaned away. I sit up sorta hungry, but terrified of seeing the guys. I decide to get up and walk down towards the kitchen, hearing that the 4 of them are talking in the kitchen. I sit on the last few steps, trying to hear what they’re saying. Probably not the best of my ideas but I need to know if it’s possible for me to face them.
Hearing Mikes voice I listen to the conversation. “How long do you think it’s been going on?”
“I have no idea, but I feel like shit for not noticing. I’m her best friend, how the fuck did I not notice. I should’ve known. She needed me and I wasn’t there. I’m such an ass.” Cringing at every word Jaime just said I feel like it’s the best time to walk in.
I get up and walk into the kitchen, trying to avoid eye contact. Walking over to where Jaime was standing, leaning against the counter. I go up on my toes to make myself near Jaimes height, kissing him on the cheek. “You’re not an ass Jaime. None of you are. I kept it a secret, I’ve learned how to hide things over the years.” Feeling their eyes on me I blush and back away from Jaime feeling that maybe I had done something wrong. As soon as I stepped away I felt Jaimes arm around my waist pulling me back to him. It was a weird feeling of him holding me in front of the rest of the guys, he’s held me before tons of times, but this is different. He knows everything and he’s being protective and it feels good. “I want to get a shower, I feel disgusting.” I was walking away but holding Jaimes hand for as long as possible.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Vic nod and all 3 smile. I turn and watch as Jaime smiles back then follows me. I pull him into his room, he sits on his bed while I dig through my clothes. “It’s like I can never find any damn shirts.” I say frustrated pushed my bag away.
“Yea, Hales, Probably because I hate that you’re living out of duffle bags on my floor. Come here.” He says helping me up off the floor. Noticing my hesitation he nearly drags me to his dresser. “Thankfully your shit doesn’t take up much space.”

Notes

I know it took me a while to post because of warped tour which was completely worth it all. If I messed something up on this one I'm sorry. I went through it a lot on my computer days ago but I'm posting on my phone so I can't easily check it again so yea. Hope y'all like it. It shouldn't take that long for another update next time.
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