Chapter 5

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I woke up to my alarm clock, giving me the reminder that I have my amazing school to attend... So I go to the bathroom, take a shower, and straighten my hair. Then I get changed into blue jeans and a white t shirt with my white converse. I definitely knew I was too tired to do my make-up or make myself look any more presentable. So I grab my car keys and bag. And with that I'm on my way to school.

As I'm driving all I can think about are those letters I'm writing. I don't know why but I just had this feeling that something good would happen today. Which is weird because that never happens to me, it's usually the total opposite and I get a feeling that something awful is about to happen. I hope that what I was feeling actually would happen it would be nice to have a nice day once in a while. But with my kind of life it was nearly impossible to tell what could happen.

A few minutes later I pull up to my school. As I'm about to walk in I take a deep breath and prepare myself for any interaction with the people in this place. Let's just say High School had not been the best years of my life.. I quickly walk to my locker and grab my books. Just as I close my locker someone is standing behind it. When I see who it is I just want to run away and hide somewhere where she couldn't find me. Jenna. Jenna was "my" bully, it seemed as if all the quiet teenagers had their own bully. If there was one way I could help myself and the other teenagers like me I would.

Jenna starts to trash talk me like every other day "Hey looser, heard you're writing letters to Louis Tomlinson. Why the fuck would he ever answer you he has better, prettier, and hell even smarter fans than you." After that she just laughs. You have no idea how badly I wanted to say something back and stick up for myself. That's all I ever wanted since I was little, almost as much as I wanted Louis to see my letters. People trashing me on Twitter is one thing but then in person. It has just been taken to a whole new level. When I get insulted in person I feel even more weak and powerless. If I ever talked back, God only knows what Jenna would do. So I just walked away and went to my classes. Why couldn't I have a friend to be there for me? It sucked.

After an agonizing 6 hours of school I walk to my car so that way I could just go home, do my homework, and finally check Twitter. I guess that feeling I had this morning was completely wrong, I had anything but a good day. Multiple people made fun of me for my letters, it hurt my feelings, but I guess that's just what happens in my life.All I do is keep telling myself not to let them get to me because if I let them get to me that means that they have won.

I will not let them think that they won this. I have to do this for myself. When I walk inside my apartment I do my homework, which took about an hour or 2 at most. I made myself Mac and cheese for dinner because I wasn't that hungry after the events that had taken place today. Then I take a quick shower and go on my phone when I finish. As I sit in bed with my pajamas that are literally just a pair of old sweatpants and an old shirt, I take out my phone.

When I unlock my phone and open Twitter I see that my notifications are blown up. I couldn't help but get exited and just hope that maybe just maybe Louis has seen one of my letters. I take a deep breath and open up my notifications. Most of them said "congratulations Steph!","you're so lucky",or even "I love your letters." I almost cried, it was nice to know that there were people out there who would be kind to me. I didn't even bother look farther when I came across one of the mentions I've been hoping I would see... LOUIS ACTUALLY SAW MY LETTERS!! I start to scream into my pillow.

After I'm done screaming in my pillow and probably waking up my neighbors, I open to what Louis said. I take a deep breath and read what he said. I don't focus on the negative I focus on the positive😉.

I must have read this tweet a hundred times. I couldn't help but smile and stare at it. That's all I was capable of doing for about 20 minutes. Never did I think that he would actually see this, yes I mean I had hope, but I guess I never actually believed in it happening. I replied to him even though he probably wouldn't see it, Thank you so much for actually seeing my letters, it means the world to me😊. Then I tag him and tweet it. I was so happy, I guess this means that I could stop my letters? Or maybe I shouldn't... I'm just so excited to even think straight.

Louis' POV:
After the lads and I were done with a concert in London I decided to check Twitter. The past couple of days I have been seeing these letters that a girl called Stephanie has been writing me. I know that there are many fans who try to get my attention and might even write me letters too, but there was just something about these letters that drew me to this girl. I even thought that maybe she genuinely did care about me, and not just like me for my fame.

When I open up Twitter and search her username, @ stephsawesome, which always made me laugh. I see that she wrote me another letter, but I was late cause it was yesterday's letter. But I decide to read it anyway. After I read it I can't help but feel bad for her. She didn't deserve all of these people attacking her. Not only did I feel bad for her but in a way I was proud of her. Whatever those people said she ignored them and kept writing. This time I decided to reply, I always wanted to reply but I just never knew what to say. So I tweet her, I don't focus on the negative I focus on the positive😉. I'm sure she will be happy to see a response. Not only will it make her happy but it will make me happy too just to see that she's happy. I don't even know this girl yet she's doing things to me, good things..

Hey guys thanks for reading. I finally put Louis' POV ! I don't know about you but I couldn't help but get excited😆. Again thank you for reading I'll be updating soon!
-Hannah

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