Prompt: Val helps Jenna battle hate on social media.
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Jenna's POV:
I opened up twitter, and looked at some of the tweets I'm mentioning in.
"stop trying to be a slut"
"ugly"
"fat hoe"
I started crying. Being famous you get hate, so you normally get used to it, but this hurts. I got a text from Val.
V: baby, why aren't you texting back?
J: sorry I was crying 😁
V: are you reading those stupid comments again?
J: yeah...
V: my love, please, those aren't true. Those idiots aren't worth our time.
J: but it hurts Val.
V: then don't read them. all they do is make us cry.
J: "us"?
V: sometimes when I see those comments and tweets, I cry because they don't see the amazing girl I see.
J: im crying even harder now,will you please come over?
V: on my way.
He rushed threw the door, and I leaped in his arms, and wrapped my legs around him. I cried into his shirt.
"Sh, baby, its ok," he stroked my hair. He sat down on the couch with me in his lap.
"It hurts Val," I sobbed as he rubbed my back.
"It's not true baby, I promise."
He took out his phone and started typing. My phone lit up saying he tagged me. I went to Instagram and looked at the photo he posted. It was of me. The caption said:
'People, leave my girl alone. No one deserves so much hate that they cry everyday. She is amazing, and if you don't see that, leave."
Someone commented,
"she cries everyday? big baby needs to suck it up."
he responded:
"shut up as*hole."
"Val, you didn't need to do that."
"But look at all the love you're getting."
"All I need is love from you."
"Baby girl," he hugged me.
"We'll get through this, okay?"
"Okay."
"Now how about we go over to Alan's party?"
"Ok," we got up and left in his car. We arrived and saw Witney, Carson, Lindsay, Hayley, Derek, and Brittany.
"Hey guys!" Hayley said.
Alan grabbed Brittany's hand and she blushed.
"Britt, will you come with me?" I asked and led her into a closet, and turned on the light.
"Babe, are you crushing on Alan?"
"Noooo, why?"
"Well he obviously is on you, and you're all blushy."
"Jenna, blushy isn't a word."
"You know what I mean."
"Ok, maybe a little."
"HAHA! I KNEW IT. Now go tell him!"
"No way."
"Why? He likes you, I'm sure of it."
"I'm too shy."
"Awe Brittany, come on."
"I don't want to."
"I will tell him for you."
"Don't just say 'Brittany likes you'."
"I won't, don't worry."
"Ok. Thank you. Im sorry, I just don't have the guts."
"Its ok. This will be amaaaazing."
"Whatever," she walked out. I ran up to Alan.
"Al, I gotta talk to you."
"What is it?"
"Hit on Britt."
"Why?"
"She's lonely and I know you think she's cute."
"What do I say?"
"Well, a slowish song is playing, there's a dance floor right there, so ask her to dance."
"What if she says no?"
"She won't."
"Ok, fine." He walked over and asked. He took her hand and they went and started slow dancing. I grabbed Val and tried to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"So, Brittany, are you having fun?"
"Yeah lots. Thanks for inviting me."
I slightly pushed Brittany, so she fell into him.
"Sorry."
"It's ok, love," he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. Go Alan! That's how you do it. He looked deeply into her eyes.
"I um," she stuttered.
"Shh," he leaned in.
I led Val away from them.
"I did it!"
"Did what?"
"I got them together!"
"Ohhh, so that's what you were doing."
"Yeah!" He smiled.
"What?"
"You just look so cute."
"Awh, you're such a flirt."
"But you love me."
"This is very true," I kissed him.
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I extended that but whateverrrrr. leave requests.
