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Hate for Farrah- Niall

Farrah's P.O.V.

"Alright this is bullshit" I said as I scanned through my twitter mentions for the fourth time today. And each time I did, I saw nothing but hate. Usually the hate didn't get to me but that was because I knew some people supported Niarrah but today I didn't see a single Niarrah shipper, just the haters. And I just couldn't handle this anymore.

I didn't know what to do anymore, Niall isn't home cause he is at the studio. Again. He is always at the studio. I understand that it is his job, but I AM his girlfriend of two and a half years, and I understand that his fans need him, but I need him too. I glance at the clock and read 12:47, and sighed again, he wouldn't be home for another four hours. My phone dinged again letting me know I had a twitter notification. "@NiallsPrincess42: @Farrah_Official why don't you do us all a favor and kill yourself? #honestyhurts #notgoodenoughforNiall." And within minutes my twitter was filled with #notgoodenoughforNiall and it was also trending. Worldwide.

"Alright" I said aloud to myself "this is the last straw!!" And with that I packed up all my things as fast as I could not caring if it was neat or if it all fit, as soon as I was done with that I sat down at The table with a pen and paper, prepared to write the note telling the love of my life that I was leaving him.

I finished writing the note and left it on the table and called for a cab, within twenty minutes I was gone. In the cab I pull out my phone and click the twitter app and started to write a new message but no matter how I worded it, it didn't sound right. So instead this is what I put.

"@Farrah_Official: #imdone." And signed out. Hoping he will understand.

~~~~~~ five hours later~~~~~~

Niall's P.O.V.

I just got out of the stupid studio late, again. I just hope that Farrah doesn't freak out. I go to the flat that we share and ran up to our bedroom, and find it empty, all of Farrah's drawers are empty and so is her side of the closet. I start to panic and search the rest of the house. In the kitchen on the table I find a not I read it once and start to cry. No. No. She couldn't have. She wouldn't. She did. I read it one more time.

My dearest Niall,

Let me start out by saying I am sorry. I am sorry that it has come to this, I am sorry that I had to leave like this, I am sorry that i am a coward and I am sorry that I am not doing this to your face, instead I am taking the easy way out and telling you in a note, so I don't have to see the light in your eyes go out when I say I can't do this anymore.

I can't do this anymore. I love you baby, I really do. And let me tell you why I am leaving you, #notgoodenoughforNiall, look on twitter, you will know what I mean. And I know that it is true, and it was only a matter of time until you realized it too, so I guess I am doing us both a favor here by ending this now. But please never forget I loved you, i loved you like i never loved anyone before. And I will miss you. More than you will ever know. But this all got to be just too much. I just can't take the hate anymore. I am sorry that I was not good enough for you. I am sorry I am so weak.

I love you.

Farrah xo.

The love of my life. My baby. My beautiful princess. Was gone. Is gone. Thanks to the fans. I am so angry. I get on twitter and look her up. I see her latest post and I start to cry. I start to cry at how many people favorited it and retweeted it I cry at how many people said "it's about freaking time" and "I don't know what he saw in you anyways" and when I see the worldwide trend list and #notgoodenoughforNiall was at the top. I cry even harder. How can my princess not know that she is perfect in every way? And the most beautiful girl I have ever seen? I don't know what to do. After crying a little more. About twenty minutes more. I change my clothes into my lazy sweats and my crazy mofos t-shirt and grab my laptop and decide to make a YouTube video to tell Farrah how much I love her, and need her. I know that she is always on there laughing at that Tyler Oakley guy, or JacksGap so maybe she'll see it...! Here's hoping.

~~~10 minutes later~~~

After I make the video I tweet a link. @NiallOffical: http://youtu.be/KhkGdE0uCvI @Farrah_Official please watch princess.

Farrah's P.O.V.

My phone dinged for the millionth time since I tweeted I was done, but I refused to look at what it said knowing it wouldn't be Anything positive, but this time I gave in and looked, and from what I read many people were happy, I saw the latest one was from Niall. My heart stopped. I read what he tweeted and debated wether I should click the link again. But ended up doing clicking it anyway. As the video loaded I saw Niall in his lazy clothes. As I looked closer I saw that he had tears running down his face. And his eyes were reed and a but puffy from crying, and I felt guilty that I had caused him this pain. But it was for both of us.

Niall started talking "Farrah, baby, please. Come home. I miss you princess. I love you. No matter what the haters say. I don't care about them. I care about you. I love you. I found my one and only and from the words of Beyonce 'baby it's you, you're the one I love you're the one I need. You're the only one for me'" but instead of singing those words he looked straight into the camera his normally bright blue eyes a seemed dark. And I started crying.

"Baby, please. I need you. You complete me. I will do anything! I will give up food! Well not all food cause then I would die, but I would give up most foods!!" I started laughing, typical Niall. But he didn't say it with a smile on his face but a frown, as if he were dead serious. "I will do anything. Be anything. Just for you to be mine again. And if its the haters, well who needs them anyways. It's not them I love it's you. And to anyone who has ever sent hate to my beautiful girlfriend... How could you? Can you not see that I am happy!? I love her more than myself! More than anything! She is the woman I plan on marrying, and spending the rest of my life with! How could you send hate to the most beautiful girl on this planet?!??" He asked holding up his phone to the camera and it showed a picture Niall and I on a date a couple days ago. He had shoved his ice cream on my face. And I started pouting so he took a picture. I smiled at the memory. Although i was still shocked from when he said he wanted to marry me, and I cried even harder.

"We'll that's all. I guess." He said not taking the his eyes away from my picture, smiling too. "Just princess." He looked up again frowning. "Please come home. I love you." And he started crying again and the video ended. I put my shoes on and ran to the door. Nice outside I stopped a cab and told hithe address, promising to double whatever the price was if we get there within fifteen minutes. And we did.

Niall's P.O.V.

So many people have tweeted saying they were sorry for sending her hate, that they didn't know she meant that much to me. But all I could think about was how they were the reason my princess was not in my arms. My Anger building and building I decided to tweet "@NiallOfficial: i understand you guys are sorry but that doesn't make it ok. #notmakingitbetter" and "@NiallOfficial: next time think before you tweet, never know who's life you will be ruining. #Farrahcomehome" both were trending within minutes.

I laid in bed thinking about her when I heard the door open and slam shut and Farrah's voice calling for me. I jumped up and raced downstairs meeting her in the kitchen. When I saw her I ran to her picking her up into a bone crushing hug. She tried talking but I just couldn't resist. And I smashed my lips to hers. She smiled into the kiss. "Niall. I am sorry." "Its okay babe. Just never leave me again. Ok?" "I promise"