You get hate
                              Louis:
                              You looked down at your screen, ashamed. Oh man, what the Twitter fangirls could say..
                              Maybe they were right, you thought to yourself. Maybe I could lose a bit of weight. 
                              You looked into the full-sized mirror in your room you shared with Louis. I could lose some around the stomach, get abs. 
                              "What are you doing?" Lou walked in, chuckling.
                              You chucked your shirt down, making you look guilty.
                              "Were you on Twitter again?" Louis asked. 
                              "No."
                              "Well, even if you weren't," he passed you a playful look to show he knew you were lying, "you're beautiful, and 140 characters can't take that away from you."
                              Zayn
                              You were getting out of Zayn's car, happy. Even if you had uni in the way, once it was over, Zayn would be all yours tonight.
                              You were walking towards the building when John Phillips cuts you off from the sidewalk.
                              "Is that your boo?" He asked.
                              "Yes." You were quiet, not trying to draw attention.
                              "He could do so much better."
                              You were so fed up with the hate, you found yourself telling him, "Why? Gotta crush on him?" before you could stop yourself.
                              The boy, who towered over you, snorted. "The hell? Do you wanna-"
                              "Oi, mate! Go pick on someone your own size," Zayn said, walking towards you.
                              Zayn was shorter than him, but John was off, not wanting any sort of confrontation. 
                              "My knight in shining armour, yeah?" You ask him before placing a light kiss on his lips.
                              "And, you, get to class."
                              Liam
                              "Oi, babe, do you reckon popcorn or sweets?"
                              "Both!"
                              He laughed and smiled. Not many girls would, he thought to himself, but I managed to get one that could and would and looks amazing while doing it.
                              You, on the other hand, were in the T.V. room, mouth agape, amazed for other less glorious reasons.
                              "Liam Payne's girl, (Y/F/N), has seemed to be packing on some weight in the abdomen area, is Daddy Direction really going to be a Daddy. Next, Justin Bieber..."
                              That's where you stopped listening.
                              You tried to be confident, but a lot of your friends watched that show. Hell, your mom watched it every night!
                              "(Y/N)?" Liam asked as your mouth was still wide open. "What'd I miss?"
                              You rewinded the show and Liam was next to you in a moment. "Hey, you're perfect. Forget about them."
                              He began to sing Your Body Is A Wonderland, and you never thought twice about that stupid bit.
                              Niall
                              You were in Nando's. Really, you thought, I don't want to be here. Niall was with you, and he was happy to get is 'chicken on.' You smiled.
                              "You're not gonna get anything?" He was used to you eating, and this threw him off a bit.
                              "I ate a bit earlier," you passed him a smiled.
                              He ordered two meals. 
                              "Hungry?" You asked him and laughed. 
                              You two talked until the food was ready, and Niall placed one plate in front of you.
                              "Ni, I told you I wasn't hungry."
                              "We've been out for 5 hours. You're hungry, so tell me what's really up."
                              "Well, I've been getting some, uh, recommendations to, uh, shed some pounds for summer."
                              "The fans are hating on you again?"
                              You sighed. Of course he would see right through your act.
                              He got up and hugged you. "Eat. Food makes people happy! Eat."
                              Harry
                              To say you were frustrated was the least. People? They were doing the most.
                              Not only were the fans' hate PILING up again, but your boss happened to be young, young enough to be delusional enough to think that you were in the way of her and Harry Styles, ya boo, getting together. On top of that, Harry wanted you to pick up some strawberries and other fruits from the market after a tiring day at work.
                              Bruno Mars' Marry You was playing, the only highlight to your day. You continued drumming on the steering wheel and jamming out on your way home, and once you got there, you placed the groceries on the counter and let the piggies free from your heels.
                              You noticed the rose petals and followed the trail to the bathroom. Harry was there in bowtie with no shirt and some dress pants.
                              "Bonjour, ma belle dame."
                              He waited on you hand and foot before you guys "went to bed."
                              Justin
                              The Beliebers wede getting harsh and you didn't understand how people who 'love' Justin could be so rude and hateful.
                              You came across a particularly rude tweet, and tears were soon down your face.
                              "Babe, I'm so hungry. I-"
                              You tried to wipe your tears fast, but more replaced the ones wiped.
                              "What- What's wrong?"
                              "This!" You drew his attention to the iPad in your lap.
                              "'(Y/N) is so clingy. She's like a dirty, hungry dog. AKA bitch'? Oh, I've got words for this person." Justin grabbed the iPad.
                              "And have them hate me even more? Please. Don't."
                              He looked at your pleading eyes and gave in. He gave you a hug.
                              "I love you, okay?"
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                              I LOVE HARRY'S SO MUCH HEHE WHERE MY HARRY GIRLS AT? 
                              but the fact that lou & J's are so short ... srry ...
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