This is my last imagine for a bit and is requested by AllyRapattoni1217AC, but I'm also dedicating it to her. Hope you enjoy it!
Ally's POV
Dalton has been receiving a lot of hate lately from their "fans". What I hate the most is how they call themselves fans and they are telling him he doesn't belong because he's different or that he should go kill himself.
I don't like him being alone because I know how much hate gets to him. I'm just had they haven insulted me or used me against him yet, that would push him over the edge. Yeah, I'm Dalton's girlfriend.
Right now I don't have to worry about him though, because he's with the guys at the studio. Right as I say this, he walks through the door.
"Babe, I'm home!" I hear Dalton yell.
"In the living room!" I yell back, I'm just sitting here watching Netflix.
"I swear, you just watch this so you can look at all the cute guys" he says chuckling as he sits down next to me and starts watching the Olympics.
"There should be singing, then I could look at another blonde haired green eyed cute boy win it" I say totally meaning every word.
"Well I believe you in the cute part, but you seem to be the only one who believes I've got singing talent" he says, obviously thinking of the haters again.
"I am not, baby. The guys believe it, and all of your fans do too"
"The fans are the ones saying that stuff" he says looking down.
I can already see the tears welling up in his eyes. I can't let this happen, I need to stop it.
"Dalton, look at me. Those people saying that stuff, are NOT your fans. Your fans are the people defending you when those cowards say those things. That's what you should focus on right now"
"Yeah, I guess you're right"
"Alright, I'm going to be right back and then we are going to watch Doctor Who because that always cheers you up"
"You're the best, I dont know what I would do without you" I don't know what I would do without him.
I kiss him on the head and go to the bathroom. I hear something upstairs but I'm not bothered.
Dalton's POV
I feel my phone go off so I take it out and look at it. Someone commented on the photo I posted of me and Ally.
"You guys are so ugly together. You can just look at her and see that even she doesn't like you"
I look through the responses and see that people are sticking up, but there are too many saying that "she doesn't love me and I should kill myself and spare her all the trouble". So that's exactly what I'm gonna do. I run upstairs and run into a lamp and knock it over, I don't even care is Ally hears, I need the blade.
I run into the bathroom an search around until I find one, I dont hesitate at all. I drag it across my skin so many times I lose count. I start losing consciousness and I can only think one thing, I need to leave IM5.
*Four Months Later*
Ally's POV
It's been a few months since Dalton left IM5 and since then, he's been dealing with hate better. He's only relapsed once, but he's getting help. He's happy now, he was happy with the guys, but he wasn't making the music he wanted to. Now he is happy with music he's making, plus he's back with Hunter now so he's happier. He's just happy all around which makes me happy. All I can say is, I hope I never see that side of Dalton again.
