...and that's when it started.
Harry and I were walking hand in hand on the red carpet with the boys and the girlfriends.
My phone keeps buzzing non-stop. Probably from hate.
Along the side the fans were screaming. I'm not sure what they were saying but then I hear
"EW HARRY WHY DID YOU CHOOSE HER SHES UGLY SHE DOESN'T DESERVE YOU IM WAY PRETTIER THAN HER!!!!!!"
My heart stopped for a second and I immediately feel a few tears rush to my eyes. I try to ignore it in the hope that Harry didn't hear it.
Harry stops dead in his tracks and backs up towards the girl, dragging me with him.
"Harry, really please it doesn't ma-" I say desperately
"No. It does matter"
We reach the fan who said it. Some pretty dark haired girl. She looks about 15.
I take the liberty and walk a bit away from them and still hold Harry's had to talk to some fans who have gestured me over. They are really sweet and I try to focus my attention on them but Harry's voice over-powers them.
"Listen, I'm sorry you're upset that I have a girlfriend, but you aren't going to make me feel guilty about it."
Harry speaks softly but I can hear the anger in his voice.
I bite my lip and wait for the next part.
"Reagan is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. You are all pretty too. And I'm not dating her for her looks. You should know I don't do that. I love her very much and I'm extremely lucky to have her. So please. Just stop thank you so much."
'Love??' I think to myself, he hasn't said that to me yet...
Harry finishes and gives her a small smile before waving to the other fans and walking over to me.
He talks to the few fans by me for a but until we have to leave.
Harry grabs my hand tighter.
"I'm sorry babe but that made me really angry." he whispers into my ear
"It's okay..I just don't want to cause drama" I say nervously looking up at him as we step into the theater
He laughs softly "you're so cute oh my god" he gives me a kiss on the cheek as we settle into our seats.
"Rae." Harry says seriously. His hand on my knee.
I look up into his eyes "yeah?"
"I don't want you to ever hide the hate you get from me, I don't want you to keep it bottled inside. Tell me okay?" Harry looks serious.
The lights dim in the theater, the movie is starting.
"Okay...." I say reluctantly
