Chapter Seven

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*Super short chapter today, we promise Chapter 8 will be the usual length as our other chapters. :)*

Melissa's POV 

     I couldn't be happier that today's a relaxed day at work; especially with the drama at home last night. I'm just glad Louis came over and we talked about it. No stressful photoshoots today, no stuck up models complaining that certain lighting makes them look fat when you can see their ribs through their shirts. Basically all I did the whole day was print out pictures and answer phonecalls. A new girl around my age started working there today too. Her name is Whitney. Lisa made it my job to make Whitney feel comfortable and to show her the ropes. So basically I showed her how to pick up the phone. I told her the real fun starts at the next photoshoot. Overall today was a good day.

Vanessa’s POV

                Melissa was asleep so I was out on the couch on my laptop and decided to log onto Twitter. I saw Niall tweeted a picture of Zayn and me asleep. Then I noticed he tagged me in it. I instantly went to my profile. Lemme tell you, my Twitter was bombarded with tweets to me. I started scrolling through the tweets. “You’re ugly.” “I’m better looking than you.” “You should be dead.” I started cackling. I actually found these tweets hilarious. “GET AWAY FROM ZAYN, YOU TROLL!” I snorted with laughter. So THIS is why they’re overreacting? They’re already jumping to conclusions. Honestly, I can’t even see Zayn and I being together! I started smiling, shaking my head.  Do they really think that this is going hurt me? Do they think I even care what people have to say about me? Do they think I’m going to cower from this and stop hanging out with Zayn or just any of the boys in general? Well they’re wrong. I started responding to the tweets…

Zayn’s POV

                All of us were hanging out at Liam’s flat tonight. I was still kind of mad at Harry and Niall; they didn’t delete the picture like I asked them to. “GUYS, YOU HAVE TO COME SEE THIS!” Danielle was laughing on the couch, looking at Liam’s laptop. All of us walked over to her to see what was up. On the laptop was Vanessa’s Twitter. She’s probably seen the hate she’s been getting. “Look at how Vanessa’s responding to her haters!” Danielle expanded a tweet. I started to bite my lip nervously. “Go kill yourself, bitch!” someone tweeted to her. “Smashing.” Vanessa responded. “Seriously, no one likes you! You’re better off dead!” “Smashing.” “You’re ugly as fuck!” “Smashing.” “Can you say anything else besides ‘smashing’?!” “BLARGHARGBLARGHARG.” “WHATEVER! I’m leaving, dumb bitch!” “Toodaloo! Come back when I find a fuck to give, okay bby? Besos! :*” The lads started chortling. Danielle started scrolling through more tweets. “Beauty and the Beast: Zayn is the Beauty and you’re the Beast.” My heart dropped at how rude people can be until I saw Vanessa’s response to that tweet. “Danks bby, I’ve been working on growing out ma mane~**~* ;)” Niall was literally rolling on the floor laughing on this one. Danielle went through more tweets. “Why did you even come to the UK? You should’ve stayed in fucking America!” “Hey, free healthcare. Who couldn’t resist?”

                Vanessa was being remarkably clever, using her wits and all, at responding to these hateful tweets. “Refresh the page, Danielle” Liam told her. Danielle did and Vanessa posted a video. “Play it!” Harry said excitedly. “I am! I am!” On the screen, Vanessa was eating cereal. “I’m gonna put this out there, if you’re under the age of thirteen, then I suggest you stop watching this video. Why are you on Twitter anyway if you so happen to be under the age of thirteen?” She cleared her throat. “First off, you’ve all probably seen that picture of me falling asleep on Zayn. I’d like to make it clear that I’m single and probably always will be. Any attractive guys around the age of eighteen watching this video (she clicked her tongue, winked, and wagged her fingers at the camera), hit me up.” she said laughing. “Now all jokes aside, I am NOT going out with Zayn or any of the other boys who are single for that matter. Don’t jump to conclusions, guys, seriously. Second, due to that picture, I’ve been getting hate. To those giving me hate (she shrugged and grinned): I DON’T GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE GOT TO SAY ABOUT ME!” Vanessa snorted. “I’ve actually been sitting here tonight, LAUGHING at what you guys have to say. You know why? Because I’m not wasting my time hiding behind a computer, sending shit to someone I don’t know ANYTHING about.” She took a spoonful of her cereal. “Come at me bro, say it to my face. I bet you wouldn’t say the things in person that you tweet to either Danielle, Melissa, or any girl that even COMES in contact with One Direction. Stop sending them hate and send all that hate to me. This, I dare you. To all those defending me, thank you. I love you, even if I don’t know you, but don’t start fights with these imbeciles because I don’t want anyone getting hurt in the end. If you’re nice to me hey, I’ll be nice to you too. Have a ‘smashing’ rest of the night/day, depends where you live.” Vanessa blew a kiss to the camera and the video ended. Everyone started applauding and Louis yelled out “PREACH IT!” Like I said before, I admire how carefree she is.

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