Revenge [ Narry / Ziall] ✔

Chapter 6

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Niall's P.O.V

The first week of camp was simple, just learning about eating healthier, the second week however was based on a schedule that you needed to keep, or you'll run 5 miles, may not seem like a lot but it is when you're carrying over 100 pounds of fat.

You need to be awake by 5:30am and start your morning run, with a mile jog, then eat a notorious breakfast, and be done by 7:10 then Summer school starts, with the subjects of History, Science, Math and Language Arts, and by the time that ends it will be 11:50, then you have a perfect balance of a lunch,  when your finished with your lunch you have to Study for 2 hours and that includes doing your homework and catching up in reading, Finally its 2:00, then you need to head to the gym where you do a active activity, At 3:00 you do a intensive Cardio training with your trainer, then you should be in the shower by 4:30, After that you do whatever you want and just wait for Dinner time, which consists of half a plate of Veggies and a little quarter of meat and grains.

And before we go to bed we need to fill a survey on what we want to eat for tomorrow because there are no surprises here, oh the joys. Note the sarcasm.

Either than that it's been good, but strangely enough Lou and his group of friend always encourage me when im doing my Cardio, for example right now.

Im on my 28 sit up and Liam's throwing supportive words like im a dog.

I slapped his hands. Ignoring that puppy look of hurt,

"Okay that's enough what the hell is wrong with you guys!" I demanded

"Whatever do you mean" Lou tried giving a sly wink to Liam, but everybody noticed

"You're our roomy where trying to support you" Ashton tried

"Then why don't you help Anthony?" I questioned

"Who?" they all yelled out in unison

"Exactly! You haven't noticed our other roommate at all because your too busy smelling my ass" I told them annoyed

"Were just trying to help" Ashton sniffed as he looked down ashamed

"I don't need your help that's why im here so the program can help me help myself"

"Well obviously you do, you've been here for 2 weeks and you haven't once blamed that Harry dude on what he did to you, you act like he's still an angel and you're the one kissing ass" Liam yelled

"Damn baby you got some juice in ya" Lou winked

Liam blushed and shuffled back

I rolled my eyes "I don't blame him, I would of did the same thing if I was skinny and hot" I simply said

"Do you even realize how stupid you sound?" Lou mumbled, shaking his head.

"It's true" I protested weakly

"Okay so it's true and you lose the weight in these months and become attractive will you bully some overweight kid in you school?" Ashton reasoned

"Of course not" I yelled

They all raised their eyebrows at me

"That's only because I know how it feels to be fat, I wasn't born skinny and most of my life I was fat, Harry in the other hand has always been beautifully lean" I explained

"So can an abuse child grow up and abuse his kids and it will be okay just because he never felt how it was like not to be beaten?"  Liam accused 

"That's a stupid caparison, Harry's never killed anyone" I snorted

"Didn't he make you feel dead inside most of your school life" Liam retorted

"Well ya bu-"

"He's a killer, not physically but emotionally, yes" Lou butted in

"Plus, let's say you get thin and he stops bullying you, how is that fair if he starts bullying someone else? Hmm?"

Shit he got me there.

"You've convinced yourself that everything that's happened to you has been your fault and it's time for someone to say it not, it's never been your fault, and its time your realize that and take back that pride Harry stole from you and give back to that many others he's hurt." Liam told me slowly

"I don't know how" I told him

"Good cause that's what friend are for" Lou chirped

I smiled gratefully at them.

** _**_**_**

That was Three weeks ago and man having I changed from that.

All the pain I feel when im doing my cardio I bring it out and blame it on Harry and Lou is with me every day at the gym, not letting me forget my promise.

After each Push up Lou yells the same exact line while I respond with the same answer

"Who made you like this?!"

"Harry Fucking Styles"

Im pretty sure he didn't made me like this but still its worked, when I got here I was 224 pounds,  now im scoring at 195, my goal is to at least come at 145 or less.

The support from the guys has been massive.

I was currently on the phone with my mum, as Lou danced around the kitchen making fruit bars.

"Yes I know ma, love ya too" I said then hanged up.

"Im exhausted" I said tiredly

"Yeah and the first four weeks are suppose to be the easiest" Lou informed me as I groaned and buried my head inside my arms

"In a more seriousness note, can I ask you a question?" Lou's playful tone dropped

I looked up concerned "uh, yeah"

"How do you feel when you look a Harry, thinking back to what he did to you? In all honestly" Lou asked

I stayed silent for a few minutes as Lou worked around the kitchen.

"Mixed emotions I guess . . . some days I would just feel sad, nothing more other days it all comes crashing down at once, there's a deep hole in the middle of my chest that makes me want to scream in sadness, be angry at something, just sit in the corner and cry, but I also feel nervousness in my stomach, as butterflies fly around and make me lie to myself and think maybe today he likes me, But my brain tells me otherwise and makes me remember those words, those awful words"

By the end of my speech Lou as walked around the Island and was giving me a hard hug and wiped the tears that had fallen from my eyes without my consent.

"You know what? It's not important Just keep in mind when you leave this camp you're going to be smoking hot and you're going to go to that school and make Harold look like the joke of the year and be impressed with your new look and new attitude, or for my name isn't Louis the only tommo, also known as Louis William Tomlinson"

I chuckled at his weirdness as he gave me a peck on my cheek and went back into the kitchen.