Harry had his arms wrapped around me as we sat down at the couch. He was trying to calm me down but I continued to cry. All of a sudden, I could only think about all the hate I got. It never really bothered me, until now.
"Shhhh. Shhhhh. What is wrong?" Harry asked in a worried voice.
I lifted my head up to see his soft, green eyes staring back at me. He wiped some tears off my cheek with his thumb and I began to speak.
"Some...Some girl...Some fan came up to me today, directly to my face, and said...said that I didn't deserve you and I was fat. Usually I can deal with the hate but the whole in person thing... it's too much." I said as the tears continued to fall from my face.
Harry looked at me with a horrid expression. He seemed shocked and angry. He pulled me in closer and kissed the top of my head.
"She's wrong. You deserve me. I don't deserve you. Don't listen to her or any of the other hate." He said.
I smiled a little and he lifted my chin up to give me a quick kiss.
"Thanks." I said.
He smiled a little but he still looked angry.
"No problem." He said and then gave me another kiss. Making me forget about most of the hate.
The rest of the night we stayed in and cuddled on the couch while watching movies. Every now and then Harry would look down at me to make sure I was all right. By the end of the night Harry had made me forget the whole incident ever happened.
*****
"How bad was it for them?" I heard Harry whispering in the kitchen.
"It had points where it was very bad for Danielle but she pulled through." Liam said in a low voice too.
"Same with Eleanor." Louis said.
"Perrie just deals with it. There's days when it really gets to her. So same as the other girls." Zayn said.
"My food takes it really hard when they get hate. People can not stand our relationship." Niall said to lighten the mood.
The boys laughed a little and it was clear they didn't know I was awake. I was laying on the couch, where Harry and I fell asleep, and I was going to get up but Harry seemed actually worried so I wanted to hear what he had to say.
"It scared me. I have never seen her cry so hard. I don't want her to deal with it." Harry said while sitting down on the kitchen chair.
"Just be there for her. That's all you can do." Liam said.
I decided to get up now and go see the lads. I didn't realize how worried Harry was and I really didn't want him to be. I could handle this on my own.
I got off the couch and walked into the kitchen.
"Hello!" Niall said.
All the boys eyes became bigger with surprise and then became normal again.
"What are doing?" I asked when I got a drink from the fridge.
"Talking. About songs." Zayn said.
Lies. Oh well, if Harry didn't want to tell me how worried he was, then that was fine. I sat down and ate some breakfast with the lads.
I loved hanging out with them. They were hilarious and always made me feel better. But I had to leave so I could get back to Ellie, so I went to get my coat.
"Love, ready to go?" Harry asked.
"Yeah." I said while walking to the door.
"I can take her. I'm on my way to see Ellie anyway." Niall said.
