My Reason To Be (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15:

Niall's POV-

The other boys had already gone back into the living room when I came back to the kitchen. Alex was sitting at the table alone, crying. I could tell her eye was going to be black if we didn't get some ice on it soon. I took an ice pack out of the freezer and very gently applied it to her face and eye while she talked. "I just don't understand..." she kept repeating. I sat in a chair, pulled her into my lap, and began to gently rock her as I held the ice pack in place.

Alex's POV-

Niall held me for an hour before they had to leave for their show. He wouldn't let me stay at my house alone all night, so he was coming to the house afterwards. I just walked in aimless circles around the house for hours waiting on him to arrive. It was all I had to look forward to. My phone buzzed twice. One was a missed call from Eddie, the closet friend I had. I would just call him back later. We could talk for hours. The other was odd. Someone I'd never heard of before mentioned me on twitter saying "You should just die, you ugly bitch." I just figured it was spam and brushed it off. People got their accounts hacked like that all the time, right? Boy was I wrong. As it turned out, someone has snuck a picture of me kissing Niall outside my house. Now it was all over the internet. Everyone was saying that I just randomly kissed him and that I was a slut for doing that. No one even cared. They didn't think about how I was a real person. With real feelings. They never thought that their words hurt. They hurt deep. By the time Niall got to my house, I was on the floor in tears. God I had cried way too much these past few weeks. He knew. He knew the picture had leaked and he knew about the things people had been saying about me. "They're all outside the house," he told me. I was just so mad and so upset that I didn't want to do anything. He scooped me up off the floor and carried me outside. All the fans and news reporters swarmed us. The reporters hollered out questions. The fans hollered out insults. The only word that they said that stuck in my mind was "bitch." How could these people say that? They didn't even know me! "SHUT UP!" Niall suddenly screamed. "I want to get one thing straight. Yes, this girl is my girlfriend. And I love her to pieces. She is my special snowflake, my princess. And if any of you think for a second that I will consider you a Directioner if you send this girl hate, you must be crazy. You don't have to love her, but I do expect you to respect her. And I will defend her against ANY hate that comes her way, don't even think I won't." And with that, he carries me down the driveway, puts me in his car and drives us off to some unknown destination.