Superhuman

Ariana Rae Krallem was your average 17 year old. She was 5'6", somewhat tan, had beautiful long brown hair, dazzling chocolate brown eyes, and was all over a very beautiful girl with a beautiful heart of gold. She was very insecure though. Her life was pretty normal. Her father was dead, though. She lived with her mother and 12 year old brother Liam. But when their world is turned upside down, and the family's house is destroyed, the Krallem family is forced to flee from their home and live in a fancy 5 star hotel until ready to either rebuild their fire-ruined house or buy a new one. When Ariana finds herself in the wrong room, she comes face to face with two boys from the worlds most popular boy band, One Direction. She flees instantly, her insecurities and fears coming to life. But when she catches the eye of one of the boys, and accidentally leaves her phone behind, will her life be changed forever?

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18. Twitter-Mania

I woke up pretty early, it was about 9 o'clock. I checked my phone and found I had a message on my phone.  

1 New Message From: Niall.

My heart jumped and a smile danced upon my face. I unlocked my phone and pressed the 'open' button, noting I had received it about 2 hours ago at 7:14 am.  

Hey Ari, it's Niall. Just wanted to tell you I'm gonna be at the studio with the lads til about 4pm, then after I'm all yours. Movie marathon later? xxx

I couldn't help but giggle at the way he said afterwards he'd be all mine. All mine. I liked that. I placed my phone down on the bedside table, not wanting to reply incase he was busy at work. Yeah, knowing those boys they weren't busy at all, but whatever.   

I jumped up out of bed and stretched my hands in the air, shaking away what I could of the sleep I had gained last night. I shook my head back and forth quickly and decided I'd check twitter. I hadn't checkd it in a long while and I bet my friends were worried. Grabbing my iPod from the iHome, I made my way out of my room and into the living room. I plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote to the 70 inch tv. I clicked 'on' and just turned on some random daytime talk show, not paying much attention.

  I connected my iPod to the hotel wifi and loaded up the twitter app. I typed in my username, @AriRaeK and typed in my password with ease, my eyes widening as I was welcomed to a shitload of mentions and follows. I scrolled through them, and soon I found out why.   

@1DerfulWorld: @AriRaeK I hate you! Why are you stealing my man?!?

Ouch, that was harsh.  

@xNialls1Derful: @AriRaeK even tho I love @NiallOfficial, i'm sure he loves you & you make him happy :) xxx #NoH8

Well, this girl was getting a follow. I scrolled through my mentions and saw much more hate than love. Whatever. Most I ignored, but some I coudn't help but give witty replies to. Heh, serves them right. I clicked the lock screen on my iPod and threw it to the side gently, how did these Directioners already know about me?  

"And recently Niall Horan has been spotted with a new girl? Paparazzi yesterday caught the two at a beach just outside London. Apparently they were seen cuddling and holding hands, and Niall even carried her as they ran away from the press. Our sources have confirmed this girl's name is Ariana Krallem. So, do you think 'Nariana' will last?" I rolled my eyes in disgust, having my questioned answered. Damn, people were fast to upload these pictures! And wait, how the fuck did they find out my name? Eh, whatever. As the other hosts of the show blabbed on about 'Nariana', I found myself getting up from the couch and fleeing to my bedroom. If I were already on talk shows, I have no doubt in my mind my best friend Sammy would have something to say about this.  

I could already hear my phone buzzing non-stop. Geez. I grabbed for it and got back out of my room, sliding it open as I once again plopped down on the couch, this time I gave a little grunt. I saw I had about 10 new messages. I sighed and scanned through them. 4 out of 10 were the other lads just telling me to add them to my contacts. Aww, how cute. I smiled and each added them in with no problem. I then checked the rest of my messages. Two of them were from Sam, three were from Niall and one was from twitter. I checked the ones from Sammy first.  

From: Sammy (Squishy)<3

Hey, I just saw the news and you're dating Niall Horan?! WHAT?

I checked the next message and I couldn't help but laugh a little at her. She was so supportive for me not even mentioning it to her. It read;  

OHMYGOD ARIANA RAE KRALLEM I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, MY BEST FRIEND, ARE DATING NIALL JAMES HORAN! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU! Call me later and tell me ALL about it! :) xx

I would have to do that. I smiled to myself and exited out of her messages to check Niall's, I read them from first received to last received.  

From: Niall

Hey babe I loooooveee youuu!! xxxxx I never shut up about you. Can we get married? Let's go to Hawaiiiiiii!!! :) xxxx

I cocked my eyebrow at this message. Um, what? That was a little.. weird. I exited out of that messaage and scrolled to the next one, not sure what was going on with Niall.  

Seriously let's get marriedddd! You're so beautiful and I can't help myself! Let's have a winter wedding it would be fantasticcccc.

Okay, who gave Niall drugs? I chuckled to myself and let out a small sigh, exiting out of that message to read the last one from him.  

Sorry, babe. Those last two texts were from Harry & Lou. Idiots. Well, we'll be out soon & I can't wait to see you :) xx

I laughed whilst reading that. Lou and Harry, why didn't I see that coming? I decided to reply a quick ' Haha, funny boys. Can't wait to see you either xx' to him, to let him know I was alive and breathing since I hadn't answered him earlier. I checked my last message that had been from twitter and it said;  

Direct Message from: @EleanorJCalder: Hey! Welcome to the GF club dear! :) can't wait to meet you & hang out! xx    

Wow. I let my mouth drop in shock as I read the message. I was apart of the 'GF club'? Sick. And not to mention Eleanor Calder, one of the prettiest girls ever, said she couldn't wait to meet ME! This.. wow. I dropped my phone and went to the kitchen, deciding it was time for some morning food. I grabbed a bowl, some cereal and milk and fixed myself a mean cinnamon toast crunch dish.

 I sat down on a swirly chair that lay fixed by the island and ate quickly like the inner Niall that hid deep inside. I finished up and even licked the rest of the cinnamon on the bowl before going back into the living room and grabbing my phone, deciding to give Sammy a call.   

I slid open my phone and pressed dial, watching the little icon light up before bringing up the keypad. I typed in her number without hesitation and pressed call, putting the phone up to my ear. I waited what seemed forever but was only a few short seconds as the first 'riiiiiiiiiiing' came into play. I sighed as it ringed a few more times, but then by the 4th or 5th ring Sammy picked up. A smile played on my face.  

"Hello? Ariana?" She asked in what I could only extract as an excited tone. How could she not be excited? We hadn't talked in a few weeks and now she found out I was dating one of her celebrity crushes!  

"Heyyy Sammy!" I greeted cheerfully and happily, glad I finally could hear her beautiful voice once again, even though it was just through the phone. "How ya been?"  

"Oh, I was fine until I turned on the tv and saw my best friend's face all over the news with NIALL HORAN!" She exclaimed, giving bouts of squeals and excited giggles. Dang, she was more excited than I was! I laughed along with her and rolled my eyes playfully. "Well, yes, it's true dear. I am dating Niall." I confirmed, nodding my head even though she couldn't see me.  

"Wow! How did that happen?!" I sighed, oh god what a story. "Ehhh, it's a long story but right now I'm staying in the same hotel they're in, right across is their room, actually. You should come and visit babe! I miss you." I told her. If she did infact come to visit I would tell her everything and maybe even let her meet the boys. "Sounds great! I gotta go for now, but I'll text you later, K? Bye!" And with that, Sammy hung up, leaving me to be greeted by the dial tone that dragged on and on until you finally hung up, which is exactly what I did. I sighed, putting my phone down besides me and plopping back down on the couch. Man, I did that alot. I took the tv remote into my hand and started flipping through the channels until one caught my eye.  

I stopped dead as I saw my twitter profile picture with the headline under it being 'Twitter; For Better or For Worse?' I tuned in instantly, watching the screen as the newslady talked. "With the recent news of One Direction's Niall Horan having a girlfriend, twitter has seemed to blow up massively with many hate comments towards the lovely girl, Ariana Krallem. We scrolled through any tweet mentioning her and while some fans took the high road and welcomed her into ther quote '1Derful world', many others did not." She said, and instantly they brought up and read many death threats and horrible tweets that were all aimed at... me. I started to feel myself shake in pain and confusion. Why would so many people hate me like this? The lady continued on speaking. "So now with all these new tweets blasting the poor girl, many twitter-famous people have jumped to her side such as Miley Cyrus, Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend Eleanor Calder and Justin Bieber. But with all this hate, many questions are aimed at twitter saying; is a site like this such a good idea? This has been London news, goodnight."  

As the theme music queued the show away, I turned off the tv, feeling moisture condense in my eyes. The door opened to the hotel and soon burst in Liam and mother. I couldn't see them like this. "Hello, Ariana!" My mother chided sweetly, but I did not respond. I quickly got up from the couch and ran into my room, slamming the door shut and locking it. I heard my mother knock a few times. "Ariana? Ariana?" I had no energy to respond. I was too full of hurt and sadness to answer. I ran to my bed and stashed myself under the covers, letting the tears that welled up inside my eyes to fall freely down my rosy cheeks. I heard more knocks collect at my door, but yet I still deprived my mother of an answer.  

After the tears stopped flowing I just laid there, my eyes concentrating on nothing but the ceiling's detail as thoughts raced through my head. Why did these girls hate me? Did anybody realize how their words hurt? I didn't do anything but fall in love with a celebrity, but why did it feel like this was all my fault?

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