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Ugly. Worthless. Bitch. And her personal favorite, slut. Those words along with some others were all over Y/N's social media accounts every single day.

Ever since some bloody paparazzi took a picture of Harry and Y/N holding hands while shopping, Y/N couldn't go online without having thousands of strangers on the internet throwing names at her.

She should've seen it coming, honestly. It was stupid to think they could hide their relationship forever, she just wished fans wouldn't be so aggressive towards her.

Y/N wanted to understand, she really did. For a solid week she convinced herself they were just being protective over Harry, but after the insults and derogatory comments about her imagine didn't stop, she started to grow annoyed. She started believing fans just didn't want to see him happy.

Y/N had to bit her tongue numerous times, knowing that if she stood up for herself, it would only be worse. So she tried to ignore it.

She didn't stop using social media, why the hell would she stop having a life because of fans that couldn't contain their need to harass every person Harry became close with?

A month after the pictures of them were out for the entire world to see, Harry had to travel to the States for work. He was supposed to be away for only two weeks, and Y/N was going to stay at his house a couple of days before his arrival so they can spend time together right away.

Laying on the couch, Y/N scrolled mindlessly through her Instagram feed, seeing what her friends and family were up to. She rolled her eyes when her notifications started to go off, not really wanting to enter and see her entire comment section below her posts full of hate towards her.

But curiosity killed the cat.

Promising herself she would only have a look, she clicked her notifications. She had posted a picture yesterday when she went out with a couple of her girlfriend, so all the comments were directed towards that post.

She's dressed like a slut here

Can't believe Harry is dating her...

He can do so much better, what a shame

It can be so easy to slip into a mindset where she let these type of things affect her and her confidence, but she simply chose not to. These people didn't know her, and probably never will.

I can't wait for harry to realize the kind of whore you are and dumps your fucking ass.

Oh well, that's hilarious. Now she was mad. Probably picking a fight wasn't the smartest decision she's ever made, but she couldn't help it. She let the anger speak for itself as she pressed the reply bottom and started writing directly to that specific comment.

'So he can date you instead or what?"

Send.

Y/N dropped her phone on her lap, deciding it was enough internet for the day. She decided to move to the kitchen and start on the cupcakes she had previously planned to bake her boyfriend. Harry wasn't one to allow himself to eat a lot of unhealthy stuff, as he has always tried to be as healthy as possible. But, man, cupcakes were something Harry absolutely loved.

She didn't really touched her phone for the rest of the afternoon, staying busy in other things. She had a facetime call with Harry at night, and she was looking forward to see his face, even if it was only through the phone. Her phone didn't have enough battery, so she turned on her computer to wait for Harry's call.

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