We got back from the press confrence which did not go as well as I had hoped. Alot of fans were out raged at the fact that had a child and since I was his girlfriend/baby mamma I was getting alot of hate. My twitter feed had been blowing up all day with tweets from zayns fans. Some where good but alot were girls calling me a slut and saying I don't deserve Zayn. I had just read one that said "Next time use a condom you dirty slut. I bet the baby isn't even his you are just trying to trap Zayn". That one really got to me. I love Zayn with all my heart and he loves me, I'm sure he would still be with me even if I didn't have a daughter with him...right?
Well the tweets were starting to get to me too much so I quickly turned off my notifications and closed out of my twitter app. Zayn was at a meeting with his manager and I needed someone to talk to, so I decided to call up Harry. I clicked on his number in my contacts and it rang 3 times before he finally answered.
"Hello"
"Hey Harry it's me Jesse"
"Yeah I know silly, what's up?"
"Just chilling at the house, Emma is at preschool and Zayn is in a meeting. Are you home right now"
"I sure am, is something wrong?"
"I just really need someone to talk to, is it okay if I come over?"
"Of course you don't have to ask to come over here silly goose"
"Alrighty, I'm gonna get ready and head over there. see you soon"
"Alright, bye love"
I hung up the phone with Harry and hoped in the shower. I only spent about 10 minutes washing my hair and body then I jumped out and wrapped a towel around me. I went into my room and put on a pait of black skinny jeans and a over sized grey sweater with a pair of black vans. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and didn't bother putting on my make up. I looked fine without it and I was just going to see Harry. I grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys and left for Harry's house.
When I got to Harry's flat I knocked on the door and wait about 2 minutes for him to open it. When he opened the door he had an apron on and once i stepped inside the smelling of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies hit me.
"Harry are you baking cookies?" I asked and chuckled
"Yes I am and if you keep laughing you won't get any!" he replied and stuck out his tongue
"All right all right I'm sorry, won't happen again"
"Better not" he smiled "So what did you need to talk about love?"
"Just all the Zayn stuff. I didn't know it was going to be this stressful. The fans are blowing up my twitter with nasty tweets. Some have even found my instagram and are commenting on pictures of Emma saying she doesn't look like Zayn. It's too much and Idk if i can handle it"
"Well love, that's what you get when you date a famous person, especially if that "famous person" is 1/5 of one direction. Everything is still fresh, after a few weeks it will be old news and things will die down. Just remember that our real fans will love you because Zayn loves you"
"I know things will die down, but everything me and Zayn do is going to be breaking news to these girls. I don't know if I can handle that. I'm not used to being in the spotlight and I definitely don't want that for Emma. I love Zayn but this is so hard. how can millions of people hate me so much when I haven't done anything?!" I started to cry and Harry came over and held me.
"It's going to be okay. Why don't you make a new twitter and deactivate this one? Then they won't be able to tweet you anymore. Make your instagram private so they can't comment on pictures. Then get otu of town for a while. Me and the boys were planning on going to Australia for vacation, would you like to come with us?" He said putting his hand under my chin and lifting it up so i was looking at him. I just nodded.
"Yes, but what about Emma?"
"I think she needs time out of the spotlight so maybe she can stay with your mom?"
"Yeah I'll ask her. Thanks Harry. Now can i get some of those cookies?" He chuckled and got up to get the cookies out of the oven.
