Half A Heart

Chapter 8

“So where to now?” I look around at all of them as they take off their disguises. “Where’s Valerie?” Niall pouts as he looks around the vehicle. Shit. My eyes widen and I feel my heart beat increase. What? Psh, I’m not worried about her, I just don’t want to get in trouble...

Ok, I’m worried.

“GUYS YOU LEFT ME THERE ON MY OWN!” Valerie screams as she approaches the van and Liam opens the door. “ALONE,” She adds, just to exaggerate her point. “I’m only fifteen,” She rolls her eyes as she gets in and sits in a random seat. “Fifteen?” Niall repeats, a frown clear on his face.

“Yeah, why?” She questions, raising an eyebrow at him. “Oh... Nothing...” He frowns even more. Man, that boy is head over heels for her. “I’m five fucking years older than her,” I hear him whisper to Zayn. 

Tsk tsk tsk, CRADLE SNATCHER. PEDOPHILE. THAT IS ILLEGAL. Psh you should be ashamed, Niall Horan. "You wanna do a twitcam later?" Louis asks me, leaning his head on my shoulder. Yikes... A... A twitcam. OH MY GOD I AM SO SCARED OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.

"Sure," I shrug, acting like it's no big deal. I mean, I already get hate, so how much could this change it? Maybe they'll like me?

~*~

“Hey guys, this is Jessica,” Louis starts, comments about me pouring in.

‘You could do better’

‘ew what an ugly bitch!’

‘she’s not worth a dollar’

‘what the hell is that? is it even a girl?’

I hold back tears as I skim over them.

‘ooh, big girl gonna cry?’

‘aw, we’re making her sad! ;)’

‘boobear, why are you friends with her?’

‘oh my god *rolls eyes* ew’

I sniffle slightly, which gets Louis’ attention. “Hey, don’t cry,” He mumbles, looking into my eyes. “I’m not, it’s just... My eyes are sweating,” I shrug, covering up badly. He chuckles, holding my hand. “Time to face your fears, right?” He smiles sympathetically.

I nod, turning back to the mean and horrible comments. One catches my eye though.

‘Shut up guys and leave her alone! She’s way prettier than you’ll ever be so stop being pathetic, jealous whores and accept the fact that she’s friends with the boys. Why do you guys have to be such snobs? I hate this fandom’

“SelenaStyles15,” I start, reading over the comment again before it disappears, “Thank you,” I whisper. Louis looks at me, confused. He obviously didn’t see the comment. 

“Ok, here goes nothing... I know you guys don’t like me. I’m sorry I’m friends with Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn and Liam, I didn’t plan for them to come into my life and I definitely don’t regret it,” I pause, smiling at Louis.

“You don’t know me at all. I’m not saying you need to like me, just please lay off the mean comments. Do you guys like One Direction? Because if you do, you need to rethink your actions. By making me miserable, you’re not helping them! You’re not making them happy.”

I suck in a deep breath before continuing, “Look, I’m not here to yell at you, I’m here to try to clear the air. So this is me. I’m Jessica, Jessie or Jess, I don’t mind which. I was born in London and have lived there with my little sister and my mom who needs to stop depending on guys. Mom, we love you and in order to find the third step dad, one that will actually love you, you need to love yourself first.”