One Direction Preferences

Preference 48- A Fan Insults You, (LIAM,NIALL&HARRY.)

A Fan Insults You, (LIAM,NIALL&HARRY.):

Liam: "Will you be okay waiting here?" Liam asks quickly as you nod in approval, he needs to go into a shop and get some more toiletries; he leaves you outside so you find a seat and get comfy. After a few minutes you pull put your phone, going onto twitter and seeing loads of new mentions. You flick through some of them, most of them calling you fat and stumpy. You click on the tweet they'd replied to and it was a picture of you and Liam on the holiday you've both juts came back from. Liam tweeted a picture of you two on the beach together; you were obviously in a bikini, that's why everyone's calling you fat and stumpy. Liam only tweeted it a few hours ago so you didn't know about the picture being put up. You don't want it up there for this purpose exactly. You stop reading after a few seconds; they've done enough damage to you. You shove your phone back in your bag and patiently wait for Liam. He's taking longer than expected but your mind gets taken off that when a small group, of three or four, teenage girls walk past you then stop just a few inches away from you. The group start sniggering and laughing at you, you feel their eyes burning into you so you tense under their glare. You turn and smile but when you look they're moving closer to you. One of them sits next to you, "We call saw the picture Liam put on twitter!" One of them chirps, you think they're going to say something nice but... "You're a fat cow." She mocks, staring you up and down. "Excuse me?" You say, standing up trying to move away from the group but the one mouthing you off moves to wherever you go. "Can we get a sneak peak? An exclusive?" She pulls away the jacket you have on and tries to prod at your stomach. All this gets to you but before anything else can be said or done Liam's by your side pulling you away, leading you away from the girls. He doesn't say anything to them; he just turns around and gives them a dirty look. As you're walking out of the shopping center Liam links his hand in yours, intertwining his fingers between yours. You can feel tears falling from your eyes, not only have you just been insulted about your weight but you've been embarrassed. As soon as you get in the car Liam kisses you and holds onto your hand tighter, he cant hug you because he's sat in an awkward position to do so. "I heard everything they said." Liam speaks after a few minutes of silence. "Great." You mutter, feeling ashamed of yourself. Liam just tilts your falling chin up to look at him, he smiles and you return the smile. "I've deleted the picture, I shouldn't of put it up without your permission. God I'm so sorry." He says again, caressing your cheek with his hand. You sigh before saying, "don't worry about it, I'm going to try and not let it get to me, I don't want it to because after the last incident..." You trail off, letting Liam remember the time he made you feel insecure about your social problems, "I've just started getting my confidence back and I don't want to loose it again. I'm just going to forget about it." You finish, not wanting to make Liam feel guilty in any way possible. "Good on you!" Liam cheers for you, feeling proud of the decision you're making. He kisses you once more before starting up the car, "We'll go home, watch some movies and just remember that I love you." You smile, your heart filling up with joy, "I love you too," You say to him, letting him drive you both home where you both enjoy the rest of the evening together.

Niall: "I need a size, eight... and ten. Just so I can be comfortable." You say skimming through the selection of dresses that are on option for you. Niall's by your side the whole time, watching you pick out the dress you're going to wear when you both go out to his mum's birthday meal. You pick out a size eight and ten and smile at Niall, making sure he approves of the dress. The dress just drops below your knees, making sure your upper thighs are covered. "It'll look lovely." Niall says before planting a kiss on the tip of your nose. He guides you to the changing room where you both fit into the cubicle. "Can't you wait outside?" You say, realising that Niall snuck in behind you. He lets out a low chuckle, "if I turn around can I stay?" He pleads; you roll your eyes, feeling a little bit awkward. "Okay, no peeking!" You say strictly. He obeys and turns around, admiring the changing room curtains, mumbling things to himself, making you giggle occasionally. When the whole changing rooms go silent you hear a conversation going on a few rooms down, "did you see Niall and his girlfriend go in up there?" It sounded like an older woman's voice. Then a sarcastic laugh comes from someone much younger, "Yeah, I saw she had a size eight, bitch needs a bloody size sixteen." She scoffs, the older woman tutting at her. Before saying, "Ailsa, no need to say that I'm sure the girl is beautiful." The girl scoffs again and you plead for her to stop talking because you can almost feel Niall's negative energy piercing through the air. The girl says something else which makes you cringe, as soon as Niall hears the words he's straight out the door, you still zipping up the side of your dress. "Oi!" You hear him say as he reaches the cubicle which the girl's in, "Nobody gave you the right to speak about (Y/N) like that. She doesn't deserve to be spoken about like that. If you could please, refrain from the nasty comments. It'll cost her and you, because you just lost yourself my respect." Niall finishes then you hear him marching back up towards your cubicle. He comes in and shuts the curtains. "Sorry." He mumbles before looking at the dress on you, "you look," He pauses then shouts, "BEAUTIFUL!" So the girl can hear. You smile at him then look at yourself, smoothing down the sides of the dress with your hands, "I kind of like it, it's a nice dress, nice colour." You say, motioning Niall to turn back around so you can get changed. When you're all done and you've paid for your items you walk out of the shops and back round the car park. "So, what size did you get?" Niall asks, mentally contemplating before hand whether he should of asked that or not. "I went for the ten. The eight was a little bit too tight." Niall shrugs, smiling at you, holding his hand in yours, "I don't care. You're beautiful like I said before. Nobody should let you think differently." He says then kisses your cheek, making sure he drills into your head that you are beautiful.

Harry: You're stood on the sideline, watching the boys play an intense game of football at the park; some fans were wandering past and decided to join you and Perrie at the sideline. You and Perrie just chat among yourself, a while ago when the fans first joined you all the girls asked for pictures with Perrie but not you, you just brushed it off. Harry saw as the flashes off the girls' cameras distracted him. He smiled at you and you just mouthed, "It's okay." Then returned the smile. A while later the girls are separate from you and Perrie and they're minding their own business. Occasionally they would shout something uncivilized to one of the boys but they would just laugh, Harry would just ignore them and try and brush off the scowl from his face. After about half an hour the girls walk over to you and Perrie, all the girls apart from one start to make conversation with Perrie, the girl who doesn't just stares at you, occasionally flashing a devilish smile. "Didn't think I would see you here." She says, flickering her eyes from the boys back to you, "what do you mean?" You ask her as she moves her eyes back to yours. "Well you're just so dull and boring I didn't think this would be your type of thing." She laughs at your facial expression after she's told you what she meant. After that she continues to stare at you, flames of disgust lighting up her eyes. "You know what I'm just going to get this over and done with." She speaks and moves closer to you slapping you across your left cheek. As she does so your face moves to the direction in which the boys are playing football. As soon as her hand leaves your cheek it throbs with pure agony. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" You hear Perrie shout from behind you, Perrie pulls the girl away from you; she looks as if she's going to slap Perrie too. The boys are totally oblivious to what's going on until the girl starts shouting at Perrie, pushing her away and running back over to you, shouting insults at you whilst slapping you. With every slap she does your cheek gets redder, you try and push her away but your strength is getting taken away from you. All of a sudden you feel like you're being pulled into a different world, a world of tranquility. All of the shouting stops, all of the slapping stops, everything. All you feel is a pair of arms wrapping around you. Everything is silent; all you can hear is people's heavy breathing. Your breathing is all over the place, you're shaking, crying, everything's gotten to you. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly, wanting to be back home, snuggled up on the settee, slowly drifting off to sleep. But no. "Ssssh, (Y/N). It's alright." Harry shushes you, rubbing his hand up and down your back. "Can we just go please?" You breath out while you speak, you've been holding your breath for a while now. Hoping that'll make things better. "Yeah, of course we can." He puts his hand on your lower back and starts walking away, turning back to say bye and give the girl a dodgy look. When you get to the car Harry opens the door for you, you step in and bow your head down, Harry hasn't seen how red your cheek is yet. Harry closes the door behind you then comes around to the drivers seat and gets in. Examining your face straight away, "Some of them can be so abusive, honestly." He tuts whilst kissing your cheek. Another tear escapes your eye and Harry's quick to wipe it away. "Are you okay?" He asks, then reality hits you, you're probably making a big deal out of it, "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine thank you. Sorry." You laugh towards the end and Harry smiles, "No need to apologise. You have nothing to apologise for. You're not dull and boring. I wouldn't be with you if I thought you were dull and boring, that 'fan' couldn't of been more wrong." As you both arrive home he makes sure you're as comfortable as possible, making sure he tweets about what happened, making the girl feel guilty for what she did and said to you.

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