My Oath to You!

Allie meets the boys from One Direction during a photo shoot. Allie and Niall click automatically and become the best of friends. But when rumors hit on twitter and the hate starts, will it ruin their friendship? What if one of them start a relationship? Will their friendship survive it all? Read to find out.


8. Twitter

Allie's P.O.V:

I woke up with a massive headache. I guess that's what happens when you drink too much. I looked at my alarm clock to get the time. 16:00. Shit, I can't believe I slept that long. I went to grab my phone when I saw that I received a text. 

Nialler: Hey babe, I woke around 12 and you looked so peaceful that I didn't want to wake you up. I have an interview today so I left but text me when you wake up. Maybe we can hang out tonight. xx

I decided to take a shower before texting him back. My stomach was also growling. I was starving. I took a quick shower, put some sweats and oversize tee on and went down to make food. I cooked myself some spaghetti. While eating, I decided to check twitter. I signed on and I couldn't believe what I was reading. I kept scrolling down and down, tears falling down my face. I wanted to stop reading but I couldn't. I just kept scrolling and seeing all the tweets. A few of them were nice but most of them were plain mean.

"Who's the girl with @NiallOfficial? She's ugly."

"Why is he hanging out with her? She looks like a slut."

"Guys, I know who she is. Her twitter is @Alliexoxo. Why would he want to be with her?"

"@NiallOfficiall, why are you hanging out with her, Niall? She's ugly and fat. You can do so much better."

Those were some of the tweets that I read. They were worse ones. Why did people hate me? I hang out with Niall a couple times and I get hated on. I didn't understand why. I was scrolling through more tweets when my phone beep.

Nialler: Allie, are you alive? haha. 

Me: Hey, yeah. I just woke up. 

Nialler: Wanna hang out tonight? x

Me: I don't feel good. Hangover I guess. I don't know if I should go out. x

I texted back. It killed me to pass an opportunity to hang out with Niall, especially since he had little time left in NYC but I just couldn't face him right now. I was hurt, I couldn't stop crying. I've always been insecure about how I look. I put my phone down, waiting for Niall to text back, and looked through twitter some more. You would think that I would have stopped but I just couldn't. I needed to know what they were writing about me. 

"@Alliexoxo, you need to back off my man."

"@Alliexoxo doesn't deserve Niall. He's too good for her. She needs to disappear."

"I don't know why Niall would hang out with @Alliexoxo. She's ugly and she needs a nose job. Have you seen that thing?"

"I bet @Alliexoxo is only with Niall for his money and for fame. I bet she doesn't even like him."

I couldn't believe what they were writing. I wouldn't dare use Niall for his money and I didn't need fame. I liked my privacy. I didn't need people to know what I was doing everyday. Tears kept coming down. They just wouldn't stop. What was I suppose to do? I didn't know how to deal with that kind of hate.

I didn't have many friends and I had accepted that. I didn't know why but I accepted it. I was nice to people and always friendly. But even though I didn't have many friends, I never received that kind of hate before. I didn't know how to handle to or what to do. All I knew how to do was to cry but that wouldn't solve anything. My phone beeped again.

Nialler: I can come over if you don't want to go out. :) x

Me: Sure... x

I was just depressed. I closed my laptop to make myself stop reading the tweets. I went into my room, got in bed with a cup of tea and just stared at the wall. The tears never stopped falling out of my eyes. I wasn't sobbing but they just came down, silently. I tried not to think about anything. I just sat there, not moving, not checking my phone when it went off again, not doing anything. I didn't even drink my tea. I was just there physically but mentally I was gone. Nowhere in particular, just gone. The only thing that got me back to reality was the knock on my front door. I made myself get out of bed and went to open the door. Niall stood there with a smile, but it soon faded when he saw me.

"Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, genuinely worried. I just shrugged my shoulders and let him come in. Once he was in, I closed the door and sat on the couch, staring at the wall again. He sat next to me.

"Please talk to me." He said, trying to get me to look at him. How could I tell him about the hate? He loved his fans more than anything. I didn't want to change that. I didn't want to disappoint him.

"It's nothing." I answered, barely in a whisper.

"Don't lie to me, hun. I can something is wrong. You're not being you're cheery self and I know it's not the hangover so don't pull that one on me."

I sighed. "I checked my twitter. Most of my mentions was hate." I said, with another tear rolling down my cheek. He caught it and wiped it away. He didn't say anything. He just pulled me into a hug and held me for a long time.



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