One Direction Preferences

#38 - Fans harras/hurt you

Liam: You were out walking your dog Jessie when you were swarmed by fans. You were kind of used to it, but this was more than ever. Jessie was freaking out. She was still only a puppy and this much excitement wasn’t good for her. You picked her up and put her in your sweater. You were trying to get by but the mob was impossible to cut through. “Y/N!” you heard a girl scream and you turned. As you turned, you were pushed from behind. Your balance was thrown off and you started to fall. Not wanting Jessie to get hurt, you turned and fell on your side. You got up and lost it. “Look!” you screamed, showing people the scratches on your hand. “Liam loves you guys, but you can’t be doing this to people. I am trying to do a normal, everyday task. I just want to walk my dog! So everyone give me some space, please!” you shouted. People started to break up and you walked straight home, not letting Jessie out of your sweater. When you got in, you told Liam the story. You lifted your shirt and you had a bruised hip. Liam was furious. He went out front where a group of the fans were still waiting. “Girls, I love you all but you need to be careful with my girlfriend. You really hurt her. When you push me, its fine. But you don’t get to hurt the girl I love. It’s not fair” he said sternly. He came back inside and helped you ice your bruise.

Niall: “Niall, I got another one” you said, coming back in from getting the mail. It was a letter to you from a fan. The same fan kept mailing you hate, saying you were a ‘stupid bitch’ and that Niall deserved better. “Are you serious?” he asked, and you plopped down next to him on the couch. You opened it and read it, but this one was different. For starters, it had no stamp. There’s no way it was mailed to you. Secondly, the writer said she wanted to kill you. Well, her actual words were “I hate you and I want to slit your throat in your sleep”. You were panicked. “It’s okay, I’m going to ring Paul” Niall said.”Hi Paul, Y/N just got another letter about her… Yeah, but this time it was a death threat… Right. No it’s very serious…. Okay, no that would be great. Thanks a lot” Niall hung up. “And?” you asked, still in shock. “Well, Paul said we need to call the police. And he’s going to come sleep here tonight to make sure you’re okay” he said. He called the police and went in the other room. You kept reading over the letter, shocked that someone could write such hateful things. Niall came back and you were in tears. “Baby, don’t be upset over this. I am so sorry. Nothing will happen, I promise. I will protect you” he said, pulling you into a hug. He took out his phone and tweeted ‘hate mail needs t stop. y/n is a great girl and this is bullshit she doesn’t deserve this’. Fans retweeted it and “welovey/n” trended. They caught the girl the next day and she was arrested.

Harry: “Harry! “ “Over here!” “Look here Harry!” paparazzi and fans called out. You were clung to Harry’s waist like a baby koala. You were nervous, this was a big crowd. Harry was waving and trying to get you two through. You had been at a CD signing and the crowd had gotten out of control. Security was doing the best they could, but it was almost impossible to manage. As you walked, you felt a hand in your hair. You turned slightly and felt a yank on your hair. You were dragged to the ground. “Move bitch!” you heard a girl call. Harry stopped. “All of you need to piss off!” he screamed. People took more pictures of his reaction. “Seriously, she’s hurt! Go away everyone! Give us some space!” he said sternly. This time people listened, and backed up. He kneeled down to you. You had scratches on your face and you could feel a black eye forming. “Harry” you called weakly. He grabbed you and picked you up bridal style. He carried you to the car and set you in, driving away. “What the fuck is wrong with people?” he shouted at the steering wheel. You groaned. “Do you need to go to the hospital?” he asked. “No, just need to ice my face and ribs” you said. Turns out you had a black eye and a bruised rib and needed to be in bed for a week for it to heal. Harry stayed by your side and skipped a radio interview. When asked why, he said “Unfortunately a group of fans hurt my girlfriend and I had to stay and help her. We all need to be more careful.”

Zayn: You were at a meet and greet with the boys. You were standing off to the side as they introduced themselves to fans. There was a group of girls in the line who were pointing and laughing at you. As they came up, Zayn called you over. You came up and he was about to ask you to grab him something when the girls walked over. “It’s beauty and the beast” one girl said and the rest laughed. You rolled your eyes and Zayn took your hand. “Zayn, why are you with this mess?” one girl asked pointing to you. Zayn opened his mouth to defend you, and another girl spoke. “I mean, you could have any girl in the world and you chose Y/N?” she said laughing. Then, one of the girls reached out to touch your shirt. Zayn grabbed her wrist and security was over in an instant. “You don’t ever put your hand on my girlfriend. Got it?” he said. The girls nodded and they were taken away by security. You weren’t upset by the girl touching you, but you were upset by their comments. Zayn stood up and got the megaphone they had used to announce their arrival earlier. “Listen, we’re excited to meet you all, but if you’re going to be rude to anyone up here you can just leave now” he said. The fans all cheered and nodded. Zayn gave the megaphone back and kissed your cheek. You smiled at your boyfriend defending you, feeling secure with him.

Louis: “Look at my mentions right now” you said to Louis, tossing your phone to him from your bed. He scrolled through them and sighed. “Sorry about that Y/N” Louis said. Since dating Louis, you have gotten a lot of hate. Girls don’t like you because they loved Eleanor and him so much. You had nothing to do with them splitting up, but the fans still didn’t like you. “Not your fault, just getting annoyed with it. I think I might delete my twitter” you said. Louis sighed. He pulled his shirt over his head, getting ready to leave for his interview. “I love my fans, but there’s a 1% that just need to relax” he said. You nodded. He walked over and gave you a deep kiss. “I’ll be back after the interview. Watch it” he said. You smiled, “I always do.” He waved and left your room. Finally, you felt comfortable to let go because you were alone. You started crying. You knew you would never be accepted like Eleanor was. You stayed in bed for an hour, crying and reading all the hate. Then it was interview time. You turned the TV on and settled back to watch it. The interviewer asked a bunch of questions to all the boys, then the typical ‘girlfriend’ question came up. Louis raised his hand, signaling he was with you. “I am with a lovely girl, Y/N” he said, then turned more towards the audience and camera. “I know you all loved Eleanor, and she is still a good friend of mine, but that doesn’t mean you can send my girlfriend mean messages. Eleanor and her are friends, she had nothing to do with the split. Please stop and remember she is a person and has feelings. You don’t have to love her, but I do so please respect her.” You felt tears streaming down your cheeks. You texted him, thanking him for defending you and telling him you loved him. You noticed a bunch of positive tweets in your twitter and you felt much better.