One Direction Preferences/imagines

Youre depressed from the hate- Harry

"Are you ready babe?" your boyfriend Harry asked you
"I'm ready" you said
You and harry have been dating secretly from the public for about 3 months, and you two were about to come out. Harry had warned you about the hate, and the paparazzi, and the fans, but you were tired of hiding your relationship from the world, and all you wanted was to be able to go out with your boyfriend and do whatever you want without worrying that someone might see you. You two decided to go public by putting a picture of you two kissing on twitter that he would caption My Girl and you would caption My Man. You thought it was a bit cheesy, but you felt it was appropriate. Harry quickly sent the tweet, and literally within seconds your twitter and notifications started blowing up. You looked over at harry who was looking through his notifications, and he smiled at some wile he just frowned and shook his head at most of them. You reached for your phone to check you notifications but Harry quickly stopped you
"Love, I don't think you should look" He said with a sad look on his face
"Harry, this is something I have to get used to" you said as you reached your hand out for your phone
Harry just sighed and hesitantly handed you your phone. You opened your twitter and scrolled through all your mentions. Your heart broke at some of the comments, some were saying how you and harry made a gorgeous couple, but those comments were easily looked over, your eyes just kept pointing out the hateful ones.
· @Harry_Styles: Are you fucking kidding me! @Y/T/N is so gross, you could really do better
· @Y/T/N: do the world a favor and kill yourself
· @Y/T/N: you're just using Harry for his fame, you don't even deserve for him to breathe in your direction
Those were only some of the tweets that caught your eye
"Are you okay love' harry asked as he placed a soft hand on your knee
"Yeah, I'm fine" You lied with a fake smile
"Are you sure?" he questioned
"Completely" you said with no emotion in your voice
You could tell that harry didn't believe you one bit, but you just ignored it and changed the subject
"Well, we are official" you said looking at him
"yes we are, so in celebration I am taking you out to dinner tonight, so I'll pick you up at 8" he said standing up
"Alright, Well then I'm going to go shower and stuff, so I'll see you later okay" you said as you walked him toward the door
"Okay, and are you sure you're okay love? Do you want to talk about it" he asked with a hint of concern in his voice
You just nodded and leaned in to kiss him. He smiled at you before turning and leaving your flat. The second he left, you walked right over to your phone and continued to look through your twitter. You knew you shouldn't be torturing yourself like this but you just felt the urge to know what people were thinking. You let a tear slip down your face as you read the cruel words written by so-called "directioners". You thought the hate would die down after the first few days, but it got even worse as pictures of you and harry started flooding the internet. You slowly started to let the hate get to you, and you soon became less talkative, and more distant. You were slipping into a dark depression as the weeks went on, and you weren't even yourself anymore. Harry of coarse noticed this, and was constantly trying to get you to open up, but you never felt like talking about it. You were sitting in your living room aimlessly going through the channels on your television, when you heard a knock at the door. You really didn't feel like getting up, or talking to anyone so you just figured the person would go away after a bit. But the knocking persisted and was getting quite annoying, so you slowly got up off the couch and walked to the door. You opened it up and standing there was a worried looking Harry
"Harry what are you doing here?" You asked tiredly
"We need to talk about your situation
Y/N" he said seriously
"Harry I don't want to talk about it" you said a bit annoyed that he keeps bringing it up
"Then just listen" He said as he grabbed your hand and walked you over to sit on your couch
"Fine" You said blandly as you looked up into his eyes
"I know that the hate has really gotten to you, and I can't stand to see you like this. What they're saying is horrible, and I've been tweeting them telling them to stop, but they're all just jealous of you. I can tell that you've gotten really depressed, and its hurting our relationship, we never hang out anymore, and you're always so sad. You can't let them win Yarra, because I really like you and you are too sweet to be feeling like this. Please just talk to me" he pleaded
You couldn't say anything, all you could do was wrap your arms around him and bury your head in his chest, and let the tears that you've been holding back for so long fall out. Harry just held you and whispered comforting words into your ear until you collected yourself and began to talk
"I just couldn't take it" you admitted Harry just looked at you with watery eyes and urged you to continue
"What they were saying was so horrible, and I couldn't do anything about it" you said in between quiet sobs
"I know love and I'm so sorry that this happened, but we need to be able to get through this together, and you need to know that you can talk to me at any time"
You nodded and you were relieved that you knew that harry was always there for you.
"Now, why don't we go out and get some ice cream" he said with a smile
"That sounds good" you said looking up at him with a smile
Now the hate didn't stop, but you learned to realize that what the fans said didn't matter, you had harry to keep you safe and that was good enough for you