Dougie's POV:

We ran off stage at the end of our show in Manchester. It had been one of the best shows we'd ever had! None of us had gotten anything wrong and all the audience were joining in loads. We ran off stage, all on a massive high, and sprinted to our dressing room.

'Wow! That was awesome!' I screeched when we got in, smiling widely at all of the boys. They grinned back at me and pulled me into a tight hug.

'Yeah it was! Best show we've ever played, I'd say!' Danny squealed after me.

'We're all so proud of you Dougs!' Harry grinned happily at me, pulling me into a kiss. Once we had pulled apart, I smiled up at Danny and Tom, pulling them into a hug again. It had been a year since I'd gotten out of hospital following my eating disorder and I had still managed not to relapse. There were times when I felt it coming on but Harry was really helpful and he did subtle little things to make it easier for me. Sometimes, he'd just make sure that he held my hand whenever we were eating and at other times he would give me a tiny bit less food than everybody else so that I'd be able to cope a bit more. Once we had all showered after the show, we jumped back onto our tour bus and Tom made dinner.

'OW!OW!OW!' he shrieked, dropping the bowl of food straight onto the floor, it smashing everywhere.

'Tom! What?! What is it?' Danny asked worriedly.

'I've burnt my hand really bad. Ow! It stings!' he mumbled sadly, a few tears running down his face.

'It's okay Tom. Come on, run it under the water and then I'll bandage it for you.' Danny said soothingly, wiping away Tom's tears and walking him over to the sink. Harry cleaned it up and I put the rubbish into the bin.

'So what should we have for dinner now then?'

'I guess we'll have to drop off at that Domino's we passed on the way here.' Danny sighed, holding Tom's hand under a running tap.

'Yeah. I'll tell the driver.' Harry said running off to the front of the bus, arriving back a few minutes later and saying that it was okay. We sat in the lounge area of the bus as Tom had his hand bandaged by Danny and then we all just sat around watching TV for a little while, before finally arriving at Domino's. We all hopped off the bus and ran inside, standing by the counter and deciding what to order.

'Erm.. Should we just get 3 large pepperonis and a garlic bread?' Harry asked us all.

'Yeah.'

'Sounds awesome, yeah!'

'Yes please.' I said to Harry politely, taking his hand in my own and standing beside him. He ordered the food and we went and sat on a table surrounded by pizza boxes. Just as we were about to start, our manager Fletch spoke up.

'Wait! I think this end-of-tour occasion deserves a picture memory!' he grinned at us, pulling out his camera. I stayed sat where I was and the rest of the boys stood up and gathered around me. We all smiled into the camera before everybody else got back into their places and we began eating. Once we had finished, we thanked the people in the restaurant and left. On the bus, we decided to look at the picture from earlier. Fletch passed us the camera and we sat on the sofa together.

'Oh my gosh! Worst picture ever! Look, Harry's got bingo wings!' Tom giggled.

'Yeah well at least you can actually see some muscle underneath them unlike scrawny little Daniel here.' Harry laughed in reply, poking Danny in the bicep.

'Shut up! Eh Harry, at least we don't have little podgy bellies like Tom and Doug.' He joked. Everybody laughed along with him and Harry high fived him. I acted happy and laughed along with them for a little while longer before getting up and walking to the bathroom.

I looked into the mirror.

'At least we don't have podgy bellies like Doug...'

I was fat. I stared into the mirror and saw the belly that Dan was on about. He was right, I was fat. I looked down to the toilet.

'Should I do this?' I thought to myself.

'Yeah. I need it. Harry will love me more and I won't let the others down. Just act like the man you want to be and get on with it!' I thought again, kneeling in front of the toilet and leaning over it, preparing myself.

'I have to do this.' I mumbled, sticking my fingers down my throat and feeling all of the pain rushing back into my body once again.


Okay so that was really short- sorry :) I decided just not to do another chapter of Messed Up as it could all be fitted into the opening chapter of this story anyway. I absolutely loved reading all of the reviews for Messed Up so please please keep them coming for this one! Thank you so much :) x