Andy's pov I was scrolling through twitter replying to some roadies. Username1:Gorgeous😍 ^^@username1 thank you babe x. -Andy Username2: I love your videos xx ^^ @username2 glad you enjoy them, thank you x
I went through responding to many comments from roadies until I stumbled upon one that really hit me.
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Username47: ha look at this gayboy, who does he think he is. Get a new wardrobe mate, and haircut at that as well😂 @Username48 @username49
Feeling tears brimming my eyes I begin to type back hitting away at the keys furiously.
@username47 please don't use the word gay as an insult. It's not funny or smart so please don't. I'm personally not gay and I wear whatever I want. Thanks - AF
I shut off my phone and throw it against my wall, leaving a slight dent in the plasterwork as I don't even bother to see if my phone is even intact. I head over to my wardrobe, frustrated and start ferociously flipping through my clothes and grabbing anything I think is a bit quirky or 'gay'. This includes my red turtleneck. As I detach them all from their hangers, I grab them all and my gold glasses before throwing them out of my room, watching as they hit the wall and slamming my door with a loud "bang!". I switch the lights off and crawl into my bed as the tears seep out and into my pillow.
I wake up to see I've been asleep for about to hours. I get up, turning on a lamp, about to head downstairs when I look at what I'm wearing. "I don't like this jumper anymore" I thought as I pull off the pink, blue and mint colour block jumper and swapping it with a plain white t-shirt to contrast my black jeans. I open my door and drop the jumper in the heap with all the other unwanted clothes. I head downstairs and make myself a cuppa tea. Brook comes up to me 'Hey Mate you alright?' He asks gently. I sigh lightly, knowing he's seen the tweet and therefore my response. 'Yeah I'm fine' I shoot him a small smile. 'You sure?' He checks and I nod. 'Thanks though' I tell him. I make my tea and go to head up to my room when I see Rye stood at the door. 'Fovvs? You okay?' He repeats Brooklyn's concerns. This time I get a little bit annoyed as I bite my lip and manage a small smile. 'Yup, I'm great. Just off to work on some more stuff so-' I tell him as I go to leave. He grabs my arm and I gasp. 'Hey slow down, can we not talk?' He stops me, giving me a soft glance. 'No like I said I, I have a lot of work to- do so Um' I stutter out as I escape his grasp and pound up the stairs before making it past the mountain of clothes. Once I close the door behind me I take a deep breath and go to drink my tea and actually do some work, like I told Rye I would.
Rye's pov I hear a bang but I ignore it thinking it's just some of the boys messing around. Then I hear rapid rustling and another loud bang. I wait to se if it'll continue but it doesn't so I carry on flicking through my phone until I see all the roadies tweeting this one tweet to us. It's one of ours. A response, to a hate comment. On Andy?
