Hey guys! I just thought of this one-shot while learning about diseases in my health summer school course. And I can't believe there are so many people who ship this couple. I mean, 13 reviews for one chapter? That's probably the most I've gotten on any story ever! Here I thought no one watched this show. You guys proved me wrong while making me smile the biggest I've ever smiled in my life!

Also, in reply to Alex (Guest), I tried to put this in "cartoon" section, but I couldn't find Grojband. So, this was the best I've got. Sorry for the inconvenience!

I love you guys and hope you enjoy this chapter!


Laney's POV

I was walking out of the cafeteria at school after having lunch with Grojband. We were talking about the gig we had in two weeks. I couldn't resist feeling all jittery inside at the sight of Corey's amazing smile. He always smiled when he talked about gigs. I'll admit it. I'm falling for my best friend. He was just so irresistible.

Anyways, I had finally gotten to my locker when the living Barbie doll, Heather Clarke, came up to me. The mere sight of her made me roll my eyes. She thought she could push everyone around because she was 'perfect.' "Penn." She said.

"Clarke." I growled. Everyone knows she picks on me the most and that's why I hate her with a burning passion. "What do you want?"

"Just wanted to ask what you had for lunch." She said in a sickly sweet voice.

"A sandwich, apple, chips, and a cookie." I said with a confused look.

"Figures." She said.

"What?"

"Just that's what fat-asses like yourself eat."

"I-I'm not fat." I said in a shaky voice. I wasn't fat, was I?

"Of course you are." She said, "Everyone knows it," She leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "including Corey."

Then she stalked off, her heels clacking against the tiles on the floor. I don't know why, but I ran into the nearest bathroom and looked in the mirror. I turned to the side and lifted up my shirt. Was it true that Corey thought I was fat? I couldn't get his attention if I was fat. The only way to his love was if I was perfect and there was one way I could think to become perfect.

I ran into the stall and tied my hair back. Hunching over the toilet, I took a deep breath and stuck two fingers in my throat. Bile rose in my throat and I threw up. I continued this until I was sure there was nothing left in my stomach. This is for Corey I repeated over and over again in my head as I washed my mouth out with water from the sink.


It had been a couple weeks since the first time I made myself throw up and I'd kept doing it every day. I also had been eating less, taking diet pills, and exercising a lot more. My hair had been getting thinner and spots had appeared on my skin, but that was just a side effect. It should be gone in a little while and then I'll be perfect.

Corey's POV

Laney had been acting different lately. She wore dark clothes (darker than usual), barely ate, and been looking worse than ever. I was getting really worried. She's usually so beautiful, but something's wrong. Okay, I'm in love with my best friend. Sue me.

I decided to confront her about it after band practice. "Lanes, is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yeah." She said, not looking me in the eyes. "Why do you ask?"

"It's just you've been differently." I said.

"Oh well. Just trying something new." She responded.

She turned and I got a good look at her face. Her eyes looked sunken and her cheekbones were showing. Now I know something's wrong. We heard a clatter and turned to see Kon standing over Laney's spilled bag. "Sorry, Laney." He said sheepishly.

"That's okay, Kon." She replied and we went over to her bag.

While I was helping her pick up her stuff, something caught my eyes. I picked it up to see a pill bottle. "What's this?" I asked.

Her eyes widened and she grabbed the bottle. "Nothing. My mom's trying to lose weight." She replied quickly.

Just then the garage door opened and I turned to see my dad standing in the doorway with a plate of steak in his hand. "Come on, Core. It's steak night." He said.

Laney took one whiff of the steak and put a hand to her head. She grabbed onto the couch for support. I rushed over and held her arm. "Lanes, are you okay?" After the last word left my mouth, she collapsed into my arms. "Lanes?" I yelled trying to shake her awake. I turned to my dad, "Call an ambulance."


At my command, my dad called an ambulance. They took Laney away in a stretcher and the guys followed closely in my dad's car. At the hospital, I paced in nervousness as they waited for the doctor to finish the check-up on Laney.

"Dude, you're gonna cause a draft." Ken finally said.

"Well, I'm sorry. It's just that I'm nervous that my best friend who's also the girl I love just fainted for a reason I don't know!" I yelled at him. His eyes widened and so did my dad's and Kon's. I softened my tone at this. "I'm sorry, Ken. It's just I'm super worried about her."

"We all are dude." Kon said. Just then the doctor came out.

"Friends of Laney Penn's?" He asked.

"That's us." Ken answered.

"Well," The doctor, with a nametag reading Dr. Michael, started, "You're friend fainted because of the starvation she was suffering."

"Starvation?" We all asked. How could Laney be starving?

"Yes. I asked her a few questions when she woke up and it turns out she has Bulimia." Dr. Michael explained. I felt like I was going to faint. Laney has Bulimia? When did it start? How? Why didn't she tell me? "She has been making herself throw up. She has also been basically starving herself. I assume you'll want to see her?" We all nodded, "Okay then. Only one person at a time. Who would like to go first?"

"Corey." Ken and Kon said at the same time.

Dr. Michael opened the door and I walked through. Laney looked up and saw me. "Hey, Core." She said quietly.

"Hey." I said as I sat down next to her hospital bed, "How could I've not seen it sooner?" She gave me a confused look, "I mean the sunken eyes, the spots on your face, and the fact that you were barely eating. How could I have not noticed? I could've helped you." She looked down and pushed some hair out of her eyes. "Why? Why would you do something like making yourself throw up?"

"I don't know." She said in a small voice.

I took her hand in mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I think you do."

"I wanted to be perfect." She said. She continued when she saw the confused look on my face, "Heather Clarke came up to me a couple weeks ago and told me I was fat. Normally, I wouldn't believe her, but then she told me you thought I was fat. I thought the only way to be perfect in your eyes was to be thinner and this was the only way I could do it." She confessed.

"Why would you want to be perfect in my eyes?" I asked.

"Cause I'm in love with you." She almost yelled while looking me dead in the eye. "And you apparently only thought of us as just friends. So, I thought if I was perfect in your eyes, you would ask me out."

"Lanes, look at me." I said and she obeyed. "I'm in love with you too. I just thought you only saw us as best friends. That's why I never asked you out. You've always been perfect in my eyes."

She smiled brightly and I took the chance. I leaned in and connected our lips. She immediately responded by wrapping her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. I could feel sparks fly everywhere. We pulled away when oxygen became necessary. She scooted over and I sat next to her. I put my arm around her and she snuggled into my side.

"Please promise me you'll go back to the way you were." I said.

"I promise." She said and laid her head on my chest. After a while I heard her breathing get deeper. I looked to see her fast asleep. With one last look at the sleeping beauty, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.


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