One Way Or Another (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 23

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Daisys POV

Day after day. All day, everyday. My phone vibrates loudly, thrashing the table roughly while displaying the hatefilled tweets onto the smooth iphone screen. Tweet after tweet, I feel more unwanted. Niall is my boyfriend!! NOT thiers!! Over 90% of them havent even talked to him before for gods sake!! I decided to read them. "Eww get away from Niall!!! Now!!!", "He is mine!! Get lost bitch!!!" and "Go die, he is to good for u!!!" Flooded my twitter account. They stung like needles in my heart. I whipped my phone to the floor. Screaming loudly of frustration and sadness. I bolted out of my room. I stomped down the staires, my rainbow flip-flops violently slapping the stairs. "Whats wrong hun?" Harry cheshire accent questioned. "Ohh nothing, Im going for a walk..." I decided. He nodded slightly as I dissapeared out the door and down the path. I was now continuing down the sidewalk and into town. I could really use a soothing, sweet cup of coffe right now. I madly stammered down the busy streets, gaining many staires because of my angry, sad mood. I finally reached the small, cute coffe shop at the corner of Oakwood ave. (Im outside looking at trees while I write this, ok?!) I pushed angrily on the door as it swung open followed by the bell clatering above my head. I rolled my eyes in annoyance at its cheery feeling. I stomped over to order. "Hello m'am, can I help u?" The lady asked from behind the counter. "Sureee. Why not?! Not like I get any hate here. So sure I will pay u guys!!" I screamed, sounding the slightest bit crazy. "Oh ok..." She started. I sighed. "Iced caramel latte plz" I spoke calmly, trying to settle down a bit. "I will bring it to u in a few minutes" she smiled and nodded while dissapearing into the kitchen part. I sat down at a booth by the window as I waited. I stared out the clear, polished glass. I recieved multipul staires, laughs and whispers from teenage girls. Some directioners can be total brats!! (naww, just to go wif the storyyy <3) The blonde lady returned to my table and placed the big plastic cup of cold, caffine and caramel goodness in front of me. I forced a smile and politely thanked her. She smiled and marched back to the front counter. I took a few sips from my all time favourite drink. It always cheers me up. It worked a bit but the rude comments constantly bieng told to me still made me feel angry and upset mixed together. Should I break up with Niall? It would stop the hate. No. I love him. Someone bumped my shoulder, spilling half of my latte all over my new shirt. Wearing new clothes always made me feel good. She mumbled some nasty comments before laughing evily and snapping a million pictures amd tweeting them. I stared at the cold, sticky golden liquid that cascaded down my WHITE, loose tank top that tied at the bottom. I rolled my eyes in discust as I stood up. She was still laughing and throwing mean insults at me. I decided not to let them bother me. I stammered angrily in her direction. Her face suddenly fillied with confusion. I grabbed her phone and chucked it violently towards the hard tile floor. It smashed to pieces as I stood on it and jumped on it, breaking it into little bits and pieces. She gasped in horror and pushed me off of her precious device. I smiled sarcasticly as I turned around and left the little shop with half of my delicious drink, still in its safe plastic cup in hand and plunged through Londons busy streets. I found a little trail. Guess I will take a little walk. I dragged my angry body down the smooth, quiet path while admiring the cute little spot I had found. When I was there I felt so free, like all my problems just blew away with the perfect, natural flower sented air. I found a tiny old bench to sit on. Sitting down, I remembered my problems. I took the straw and bitterly stabbed the fluffy gold liquid. Ive never been this mad before. I dont know whats gotten into me. I mean, yelling at Harry, doing everthing so angrily, stomping insted of walked, breaking peoples phones, yelling at innocent shop workers. I guess I dont like the feeling of people trying to break up me and Niall. I never felt like this before. I think I actually love him.....

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