The Story of Our Song ||Laylor||

Chapter 37: Wну?

"I can fake a smile. I can force a laugh. I can dance and play a part if that's what you ask. Give you all I have.."

A/N: I am only updating early because I was really really excited for you all to read this chapter because I wanna see your answers to my question at the end of the chap. Love you <3

-Taylor-

I slowly open my laptop and log into my Twitter account. I hesitantly click on my mentions, knowing exactly what will pop up when I do, but I do it anyways.

@taylorswift13 is a whore she belongs in hell

@taylorswift13 go kill yourself

@taylorswift13 nobody likes you or your music you fatass

@taylorswift13 why is your face still on this earth?

I choke back the sob that escapes my throat. There is nothing I can do. The hate has only increased since Louis bought a house in LA, right next to Harry's. Harry and Louis have been seen hanging out together and more and more people are beginning to think Larry Stylinson is real.

I'm the one getting the hate from everyone, because I'm Louis' girlfriend. Everyone is saying that I'm the beard of Harry and Louis' relationship and I'm just here for publicity.

Even the tabloids are exploiting Larry and saying that I'm a fake. There's more hate than love whenever I go on Twitter. I don't go on Instagram anymore, I couldn't deal with the hate I was getting there and I'm starting to think about deleting my Twitter, but I know management won't allow it.

One Direction just keeps getting more famous. They signed a contract to keep them together until 2018. I, on the other hand, have lost a lot of fans and I can't do anything about it.

People are tearing me down and I don't know how much longer I can take it.

Why me?

-Louis-

"Uh, yeah, sure. C'mon over Nialler," I say on the phone to Niall. We hang up and I sit back onto my couch in my new flat in LA. Niall said he needed to talk to me about something important so I agreed to let him come over, since he's in town.

Ten minutes later I hear the buzz of the security guard calling me. I pick up the phone. "Niall's here," the guard says. "Send him up," I say and put the phone back on the rack.

I hear a knock and I open the door to reveal a grim looking Niall. I let him in and he sits down on my couch. "Listen, Lou. It's about Taylor," Niall starts and I sit down next to him at the mention of my girlfriend. Taylor? What's wrong with Taylor?

"Have you noticed anything different about her?" Niall asks. I raise my eyebrow in confusion. "Um, no. Why?" I ask, still confused. "Louis, I was talking to her for awhile after her album release party, before we pranked you guys, and, well, she told me that she was getting a lot of hate from our fans," Niall says and my eyes widen.

"She hasn't told me anything about getting hate. Why is she getting it?" I ask. "She says that ever since you bought the flat next to Harry's the Larry Stylinson rumors have started up again and they are sending Taylor hate. Lou, it's really bad, look," Niall says as he grabs the laptop that is on my table.

He opens it up and logs into his Twitter account. He searches up Taylor's username and turns the screen towards me so I can read her mentions. 75% of the things being said are hate. My eyes widen at the comments and I pull away from the screen.

"People are saying that Larry is real because you haven't defended any hate being sent to her," Niall adds in and I shake my head. "I didn't know she was getting this hate. I just-ugh!" I groan out in frustration.