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You For You

Randy

You For You

TRIGGER WARNING: Eating disorder

Rye's POV

I was awoken by the absense of a warm body beside me. I figured Andy had just gotten up to get some water so I rolled over and tried to fall back asleep.

After about 5 minutes, Andy still wasn't back so I decided to go find him. I climbed off my bunk bed as quietly as I could, making sure not wake the others.

I made my way to the kitchen expecting him to be there. He wasn't. After a few seconds I heard wretching coming from the bathroom and my eyes widened. I opened the door slowly to find him leaning over the toilet bowl with his fingers halfway down his throat.

I ran over to him and grabbed his wrist and took his fingers out of his mouth. He sobbed and fell limp in my arms. I had noticed that there was nothing in the toilet telling me that he'd been doing this for so long that his fingers were no longer working.

"I'm sorry Rye. I'm so sorry," he cried. He kept apologizing over and over again so I hushed him and told that everything will be okay.

I decided that he needed rest and we weren't going to sleep on the bathroom floor. That would alert the boys and Andy didn't need 3 more people knowing what I just saw.

"Andy, love, we need to get back to the room, sweetie," I said softly. He whined quietly but got up. He wobbled a little but I held him steady. I wondered how long he had gone without eating. Once we got back to the room, I helped him onto the bunk. He lied as close to the wall as possible.

But I was having none of that. I pulled him into my chest to find him crying once more. I ran my hand up and down his arm and shushed him with sweet nothings until he fell asleep.

Once I was sure that he was asleep, I let my tears fall. What was my baby doing to himself?

The next morning, Mikey woke me up by screaming that he had spilt tea on his bunk. I carefully slipped away from Andy and glared at Mikey. Apparently he had woken up Jack too and that never goes very well.

"Really you piece of shit? I was having a good dream too," Jack scowled.

Brook was nowhere in sight. Andy was still sound asleep. He was probably exhausted.

Over the course of the next 10 minutes, Mikey had left saying he was going to meet up with Brooklyn at the gym and Jack left claiming he was going to go shopping. When I asked why, he said because he felt like it.

Andy started to stir about an hour later while I was editing our next video. I immediately shut my laptop and made my way next to him. He subconsciously wrapped himself around me but when he noticed what he had done, he scrambled to move away. He was embarrassed.

I got back up and decided to leave him alone for a while. Turns out he hadn't left the bed for the whole day. I don't know how he did it. As soon as all the boys fell asleep for the night, I crawled into the bunk with him.

"Baby, we have to talk about last night," I said gently. His eyes started to water and he looked down.

"I'm sorry," he started.

"Shh, I just want to know why. How could you do that to your perfect body that I love so much?"

He let out a sob and handed me his phone. On it he had many, many screenshots from twitter about how fat he was. There were so many.

"I'm fat Rye and you can't tell me otherwise. I don't have a six pack. I just have rolls. No one likes someone who's fat and I can't go to the gym because I don't want anyone to see me. How can you even want me, Rye," he stammered.

"Andy you are not fat. The only reason people say that is because you don't have a six pack. But that's okay! That doesn't make you fat. I love you for you no matter what your body looks like. If you want to get skinnier I will help you work out and eat healthier. I'll do anything for you but I won't let you do that. Please, baby," I pleaded.

"But Rye I was just started to lose weight! It was working. Just one more month?"

"No. No, no, no, no. When I found you in the bathroom last night with your fingers in your throat my heart broke in two. I can't express to you how much it hurt. You could die from that Andy. Do you know what I would do if you died? I can't live without you." I was now crying. He nodded as if he understood how I felt.

"Okay. I'll stop but I can't promise you that I'll stop forever and stop having urges. But with you with me I'll try my hardest. I love you," he said wiping his eyes. I as well wiped my eyes and brought us back down into a laying position.

"I love you too, Andy, more than you can possibly know," I responded. He blushed and set his head on my chest. He closed his eyes and in a matter of seconds I knew he was asleep.

As I closed my eyes, I knew then at that moment that I would try my damn hardest to help Andy with everything.