One Direction Preferences

Hate

@(H/T/N) is Hater's twitter name.

Zayn: You laid in your bed after a poopy day at work. You took out you phone and went onto Twitter. You noticed that some was trending and it had your name in it: #ZaynShouldBreakUpWith(Y/N) You looked through that trend, tears sprung to your eyes. You put down your phone after looking at some of the tweets. You cried until Zayn came home from recording.

"(Y/N), I'm home!" You heard Zayn shout from the door. "Where are you?" Normally you would be cooking supper, reading, or cleaning around the house. Zayn started looking around the flat, wondering where you are. He opened the door to your shared bedroom and saw your limp body in bed.  He walked over to your side and looked at you. "What's wrong love?" 

"Hate," you whisper as another round of tears start rolling down your eyes. He looked at you with sad eyes. He climbed into bed with you, pulling you towards his body.

"What did it say?" he asked.

"That you should break up with me because I'm not good for you or I'm too fat for you or I have some sort of problem with me," you mumbled as Zayn made you face him.  He kissed you and looked you in the eye.

"I am not going to break up with you anytime soon. You are the best thing that has happened to me. Do you want to order in?" You nodded your head trying to believe him.

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Louis: You were standing backstage of Louis and the boys' concert. You notice a few signs shipping Larry Stylinson and that  Louis should come out of the closet. You knew Louis saw them when his shoulders slouched, he then looked over at you with sad eyes. They started to sing They Don't Know About us and a few girls started shouting Larry. When  Louis's solo came on, he couldn't finish it and left the stage, and Harry took over his solo. Louis ran into your arms and you hugged him tightly. The song ended and the boys went on a rant.

"You all know Louis has a girlfriend," Zayn started but then some fans shouted beard. You heard this and you hugged Louis even tighter. It hurts you just as much as him.

"She is not a beard! Louis and I are not dating! Can't you guys just respect that?!?" Harry shouted into the mic frustrated. Louis let go and wiped his tears. 

"Are you okay?" you asked him.

"I will be, cuddling tonight?" he asked needing his girlfriend after the concert. You nodded your head and he went back on stage. The whole stadium shouted: "We're sorry Louis!" He smiled and forgave them.

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Niall: You came home from work to see Niall on the couch on his phone. He was scrolling through Twitter. You sat down next to him and saw tear stains.

"What's wrong?" you asked him with a soft voice.

"Hate, it's all about you but it hurts me," he whispers. You taking his phone and put it on the coffee table. You pulled him into a hug, not knowing what to say.

"Thank you," you whispered in his ear.

"For what?"

"Everything," you said kissing him. He pulled away and into another hug. Comforting each other.

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Harry: You were sitting in the lounge with the boys while Harry was recording. 

"(Y/N) don't go on twitter," Liam said. Louis and Niall went on, curious on why you shouldn't. You couldn't resist and scrolled through twitter. You checked what was trending and it said: #(Y/N)IsFake along with many other trends along those lines. Tears blurred your vision quickly and the boys came over to comfort you. You pushed them away, just waiting for Harry to come out. When Harry came out he looked at everyone confused.

"What's going on?" Harry asked, he looked at you and knew. He walked over to you and brought you somewhere more private. You looked up at him and just broke down. He took you into his arms, trying to have you calm down.

"You are not what they say you are. You are so much more and you are everything to me," Harry whispered into your hair. You pulled away and smiled.

"Thank you," you said softly.

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Liam: You came home from a rather exhausting day at work. You look down at your phone to see the time. You went to your time converter to see what time it is where Liam is. Two in the morning. You sighed and made supper. You decided to go on Twitter to see if Liam tweeted lately. However, his last tweet caught your eye. It was a long twit. It was posted about ten minutes ago. 

"Leave (Y/T/N) alone! She does not deserve the crap you guys are giving her! She may not be skinny but she is for sure not fat! You guys need to cut it out because she makes me happy. This stuff only makes me upset and sad to see (Y/N) get hurt by you guys! If you were real fans, this: #(Y/N)IsAndRuinsLiamsImage wouldn't be trending but it is. Thank you for hurting someone I care about so deeply."

You clicked on that trend and saw all of the hate. Tears brimmed your eyes.  You got a text from Liam: Call me. 

"Hey (Y/N)," he said quickly after you called him. 

"Thank you," you chocked out and he sighed.

"Do you want to Skype?" You two Skyped for a half hour before you got tired and he needed to go to bed.