The Change {Louis Tomlinson~AU~PUNK~}

Chapter 43: Hate

Chapter song-

She Is-by-The Fray

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*LOUIS' POV*

As I am walking down the halls from using the loo I hear quiet sobs coming from my room. The door is slightly open I open it a bit more so I can peek in to see who's crying and see Jesse. I quickly walk to my bed and sit down next to her and I wrap an arm around her and bring her in for a hug. The only light is coming from the computer sitting on my bed.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

She shakes her head.

I look at the computer and see something that angers me to the max! She's on Twitter on her messages. Some people with guts have sent her hate! I swear once I get my hands on them I will strangle them, nobody hurts her!

"Y-you know yesterday w-when I said I a-am unh-happy?" She asks, stuttering from her tears. I nod.

"T-this." She points to the screen.

That's what's making her feel bad!

How dare they! I swear! Fuckers!

My anger gets the best of me and I slam my fist to the bed.

"Please d-don't." She asks.

"Nobody is going to send hate to my girl!" I growl.

"Please L-Louis!" She pleads.

I shake my head in disbelief. I love how she's sweet, and sticks up for herself...or at least tries.

But she really needs to let me take care of her.

"You need to let me take care of you!" I tell her.

"Louis! I can take care of myself!" She tells me.

"Jesse, I love you and sometimes you can't defend yourself or your feelings getting hurt! I just want to protect you." I tell her.

She sighs not wanting to argue.

•••

I can't help but keep thinking of what those 'fans' of mine, the words they sent to Jesse, they keep replaying in my head.

They said things like, 'Fuck you!' 'DONT DATE MY LOUIS TOMLINSON! GO KILL YOURSELF YOU SLUT!' etc.

Jesse told me not to say anything and I 'agreed' but I'm going to go behind her back and make a speech about it. I know she'll find out eventually.

•••

I walk out of my house and instantly I'm crowded. I sigh.

"Louis can you take a picture with me?" A fan asks.

I take a picture with her.

"JESSE IS IN THERE!" Yells someone over the crowd.

I look behind me and see her in the window.

She looks at me with a questioning look.

I gave the crowd a '1-minute' sign with my hand.

I walk inside.

"Where are you going?" She nosily asks.

"Out." I don't answer.

She gives me a 'really, stupid?' Look. I smile at her.

"I'm going to go get some dinner for us and my sisters." I half lie.

She nods.

I lean down and peck her lips. I don't care that the fans see. We're in front of the window and I know they can see.