"Alright." Luke said and then opened the door and almost cried when seeing Michaels small little body laying on the bed.

He was so skinny? He never realized he was that skinny. He grabbed a chair and sat next to Michael, and held onto michaels hand.

"I never realized he was this bad." Allana said absolutely shocked and sad. They sat in awkward silence except for the heart monitor until

"I'm gonna get something to eat from the cafeteria, do you want anything?" She asked and he shook his head no, his eyes not leaving the pale skinny boy. She left the room and the room was silent expect for the heart monitor

Michael squeezed Lukes hand for a second and Luke noticed he was starting to wake up. So he pulled his hand away not wanting Michael to think they are anything..

Michaels eyes opened and Luke noticed that michaels eyes were no longer a beautiful light emerald color, but now a dark grayish green color. Michael looked around and then he saw Luke and tensed up.

Luke had a blank expression, until he realized everything that's happened and got angry.

"What happened?" Michael asked weakly. His whole body just felt so weak, as if he would move he would break something. But then at the same time he felt more heavier more than ever.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Luke shouted and Michaels eyes widened not understanding what Luke meant

"W-What?"

"You weighed 104 Michael!" Luke snapped and Michael hated that. He hated being yelled at about how heavy he is. 104 is a lot to him

"I know I weigh a lot I'm trying to lose a few more pounds and then I'll be perfect." Michael said and smiled thinking of himself as a beautiful skinny boy.

"You're skinny! You're very very skinny! You can die Michael. If you would have continued this then you would have died!" Michael was nervous about the outburst from Luke but didn't say anything. Luke was lying to him.. He's not skinny.

"I am not skinny! I just wanna look perfect so everyone will like me!" Michael cried out feeling tears form. Lukes face softened and he shook his head

"I thought you were trying to eat more?" Luke asked calmly not wanting to yell at the sick boy anymore

"I was! I promise I tried eating but it looked so gross and I couldn't. My step dad told me I would be the perfect son if I was between 90 and 100 but he didn't like triple digits." Michael said letting tears roll down his flushed cheeks. Luke gasped and frowned.

how could someone even say that?

"I'm sorry." Michael muttered out and started crying. He pulled the small hospital sheet over his small form and just curled into a ball. Not even caring if the tubes connected to his stomach would fall out.

Luke immediately regretted screaming at the poor boy. He only did it to try to get Michael realize how bad this is

"Michael I'm sor--"

"Just please leave." Michael cried and Lukes heart broke when he said that and saw Michael shaking.

Luke sighed and walked to the door but stopped remembering what the doctor said

"The doctor diagnosed you with Anorexia nervosa. He's gonna talk to you and then my mom about treatment options or whatever." Luke mumbled but Michael just continued sobbing into his pillow. Just hating life

"If you need me just call."

*

When Allana came back after Luke left they sat and just talked. That talked for hours until Ashton came in be sat next to Michael. Allana just glared at him then left saying she had to go home and her mom was wondering where she was.

It was awkward with him though. Nobody knew what to say and Ashton just asked what happened to which Michael shrugged not knowing what happened either.

Ashton was on his phone most of the time not paying much attention.

"Ashton you can leave." Michael mumbled and Ashton glanced up and shook his head

"No no I'll stay I don't mind." he said typing away.

"Well I want you to leave." Michael growled and then Ashton looked up from his phone.

"What? Why?"

"Because you're just sitting there on your ass with your face in your phone. You seem bored out of your mind." Michael snapped. Ashton stood up and mumbled 'whatever' then left

He just sighed and stared up at the white bland ceiling.

The doctor hasn't come in to talk about treatment. He just came in to see how Michael was. Michael didn't say anything though. He stayed silent and let Allana talk for him.

His thoughts were cut off from the marimba ringtone of his phone blaring threw the small room. It was a private number.

"Hello?" He said

"Mikey?"

His eyes widened

(A/N OH MY GOD WHO DO YOU THINK CALLED?!!??

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