Karley's POV-
"@Harry_Styles : LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ME!" I kept re-reading the tweet over and over. He hated me. All those sweet comments on all the talk shows weren't directed to me. Why would they? I just wanted him to notice me - not hate me.
Tears escaped from my eyes. I just wanted to die. My phone kept beeping from all the people tweeting me "sorry's" but that didn't help. I tweeted one last tweet to Harry.
"@directioner @Harry_Styles I'm sorry that I actually cared about you. I stood there with you the whole time and now to come to realization that those people were right about you. I'm done.bye."
"THE WORLD IS FULL OF JERKS AND HARRY EDWARD STYLES IS ONE OF THEM!" I screamed on the top of my lungs and threw my phone at my poster of Harry. No one would hear nor care anyway. Dad's at work, aha, like always.
My phone shattered into pieces. "WHATEVER!" I thought.
I looked at my one direction posters. They made me even more frustrated than I was before. I pounced and started ripping off the posters one by one, starting with Harry. Frustrated tears were streaming down my face.
By 10 at night, I was surrounded by shredded paper and broken phone pieces.
I wiped my tears off and went into the bathroom.
I glanced in the mirror and literally saw a mess. Black streaks of mascara was located everywhere besides my eyelashes.
"Why did I even care about him? He's a selfish jerk with a celebrity attitude." I ask myself.
I ran out of the bathroom and back into my room to grab some pajamas. I went back into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. The hot water calmed me done. Twenty minutes later, I came out, combed my hair and got dressed. i checked my phone and it was 10:30.
Well this terrible day's almost over. finally!
I climbed into to bed and turned the lights off.
Authors note!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAYN LIKE OMG YOUR 21 WOW.
I truthfully didn't know how to finish this. sorry 'bout the short chapters, there will be longer chapters later on. just trust me. so yeah. :) -alexis
