CHAPTER 14
After I finished my pancakes, I got up and took my plate into the kitchen. I saw Louis by himself on the futon, now folded back up, and I walked over to him. I sat down next to him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you Lou, those pancakes were AMAZING, even better than usual!" I smiled. He gave me a weak smile. "What's wrong, BooBear?" I asked him, cocking my head to the side and furrowing my brow. He dropped his smile and handed me his phone. It was on Twitter. This can't be good.
@EleanorJCalder à @Louis_Tomlinson go die in a ditch.
WHAT THE HECK? My mouth fell and I coughed, too shocked to breathe regularly. Are you flippin' serious? This doesn't sound like Eleanor. I couldn't believe it. How could she say this? I looked over at Louis who started crying. I pulled him in for a hug but kept looking at Twitter. I opened the comments. They were just as bad.
@thefuturemrsbeadles à @EleanorJCalder, AMEN. <3
@anniebooboo à @EleanorJCalder, it's about time someone said that!
@mylittlejuhjuh à @EleanorJCalder, SO TRUE. @Louis_Tomlinson FUCK YOU!
@chasitylynn à @Louis_Tomlinson, listen to the advice El gives.
@kenzielouise à @Louis_Tomlinson TAKE THAT BITCH WITH YOU! @HalleBrook1D
The last one made my tears fall. I locked his phone and set it on the coffee table in front of the futon. I hugged him tighter and let a few stray tears fall. A few for the hate I received, and a few from disbelief that El would say something like that. I'll call her later. Louis pulled away a few seconds later and looked at me with big, puffy, red eyes. Not his usual shining blue ones I love.
"Why would she do this?" he asked, sniffing.
I shook my head. "I don't know, Louis. I really don't know. I wish I could go smack her right now though." I wiped away another tear with my hand and sighed. I guess there's nothing we can do about it. If people hate us so much they want us to die, that's their problem, not ours. I put my hands in my lap and looked at him, but pulled out my phone because I had a new text message.
"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS??!! pic.twitter.ndsrfh1726.rhuuhwf765," from Jaden. I clicked the link and it brought up a picture Louis posted from this morning of Niall and me sleeping. I shook my head and replied to the text.
"Um, a picture," I replied. His response was almost instant.
"And what is in the picture? ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH HIM?"
"Yes. That's clear in the picture!"
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT." Dang, he's angry.
"We freakin' FELL ASLEEP LAST NIGHT WATCHING A MOVIE." I sighed and Louis gave me a weird look. I held up my index finger telling him to hold on and shook my head.
"THAT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE TO ME!"
"I thought you said you trusted me."
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Dirty Little Secret (h.s.)
FanfictionAfter a hard first relationship that became of their feelings for each other growing so strong they had to end an engagement, Harry and One Direction's guitarist Halle Walsh get together again and try to keep this relationship a secret from the worl...
