Haters Gonna Hate

Everyone talks about the girlfriends breaking up over the hate but what if you were the person sending the hate. Millie Cathy is sick and tired of One Direction and all their fame. She thinks that they are just big-headed and that their girlfriends are gold-diggers.
Louis Tomlinson has been noticing her tweets but it's hard not to. They are always bold and strong, either directed to them or Eleanor, Danielle or Perrie. When Eleanor breaks up with him, Louis starts targeting her, thinking that she was the reason and over twitter, things can get pretty heated.
What happens when pure and utter hate turns to something unexpected. And maybe there is a reason behind all this hate, maybe she was provoked and maybe there is an explanation.

68Likes
280Comments
7839Views
AA

19. A Carrot, A Cat and then a Cupcake

Firstly, the DEDICATIONS!!! OK, so this chapter is dedicated to:     1D-Little Things

Thank yooooou for all your lovely comments and supporting me through this movella so far!!!!!

Btw it was really hard to choose between everyone because loads of people gave such nice comments so I basically know who is going to be my next dedication!!!

Keep on commenting and those who are silent readers:

 I would really like to know your thoughts on this book. You can just comment once but every now and again I feel as if only a few people are reading this book so it would be really helpful if you could just comment something, it would really make my day!!

Thank You!!!

*_*_*_*_*

Millie's POV

I rolled my eyes at the screaming girls next to me, jumping up and down and worsening my headache which had been formed by the one and only One Direction.

They were currently on a moving platform in the air singing Little Things. They had good voices, yeah, good but they weren't anything special and if Louis had thought he was going to win me over with the concert, he was very wrong.

Sure they had OK voices but seriously, their songs I had heard before, the fans just ruined the whole experience and in the middle of the concert, Niall goes," hey, we're One Direction!" No shit Niall, I thought I had come to see Beyonce?!

"Oh em gee, they are going to do the Twitter questions now!" screeched one of the crazy girls next to me. I winced at the highness of her voice but resumed my concentration on the boys who were getting off the moving platform and onto the center stage.

They continued singing and I sighed, glancing at my watch and praying that this concert would end soon. "So, hello ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, it is now time for the Twitter questions!" said Liam happily into the microphone.

"First off, a question by 'At-Louis-Rock-Me--' right, ok then, nice name. Erm, what would be your dream house and why?" That was when I zoned out. I was not in the mood for boring questions, so I tuned out of the screaming girls and talking boys and scanned the arena.

It was dark yet illuminated, with lit-up banners and even some luminous tops saying 'One Direction'. I had to admit, these fans were really hard-core and had some serious dedication. It seemed as if their lives revolved around One Direction.

I mean, what where they going to say when they applied for a job. "Oh yes, I have had experience as a stalker for famous people and devoting my life to people I don't know." Yup, they were definitely going to be given the job.

What baffled me as to why these girls would actually want to devote their lives to One Direction. All they were was 5 boys who could sing well and had got lucky? I got lucky winning a raffle at a school fair but did you see me on the cover of every magazine in the world?

I think not.

Sighing, I drew my attention back to the boys where Niall was currently reading out the last question. "From 'At-Helena-Is-A-Cucumber', by the way, nice name," winked Niall," do you guys know how to twerk. If so, can you show us?"

Oh now this, I would watch. Niall chuckled and pointed to Zayn who smirked," let's do this!" Zayn squatted slightly and then moved his butt up and down which I had to say, was hilarious. The arena was replaced with laughter instead of girlish screams and Niall then pointed to Louis.

"Erm, I think I can do this," Louis muttered. Louis did the same as Zayn and soon was up on the big screen, 'twerking'. I felt myself burst out with laughter, earning some weird glares from the girls next to me but I ignored them.

Hey, I wasn't the one dressed up as a carrot, a cat and then a cupcake! I immediately reached for my phone and videoed the big screen, Louis still twerking.

Soon enough, they stopped the questions and sang their way back to the main stage, running off soon after for a quick break. Seeing as I couldn't stand being around these girls anymore, I grabbed my bag and walked to the backstage.

It was the only thing I could do to amuse myself at the moment, humiliate Louis. Ah yes, time to post a video on Twitter me thinks.

I showed the security guard my pass and I walked into the crowded backstage area. People rushed past me and I instantly regretted coming down. But I wasn't one to walk away, especially if I could humiliate someone I didn't like.

"Um, do you know where the boys are?" I asked a passing stranger. "Yeah, I think they are in the dressing room. Just round the corner, 2 doors on the left," a woman said. I flashed her a grateful smile and walked over.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, it opened to reveal the last person I wanted to see. Harry. His green eyes flashed with unknown emotions before brushing past me and disappearing into the sea of people.

I shook it off and peeped through the door, to see 3 boys all talking and having a laugh while a familiar boy was sat in a chair staring down at his phone. I walked in and sat down on the seat next to him.

"Hey Lou," I chirped. His head flung up and he locked his iPhone, making me crease my eyebrows in confusion. "What do you want?" he asked. I rolled my eyes at him and passed him my own iPhone.

The video was already playing and I waited to see his reaction. He chuckled slightly and I frowned. "I'm going to post it on Twitter," I said, my voice slightly angry at the fact that he wasn't annoyed or embarrassed.

"Who isn't?" he laughed. I grunted in response and pressed the Twitter app, making a new tweet and posting it immediately. His phone lit up and I noticed my name and the little twitter icon next to it.

I smirked while his cheeks tinged slightly. "Keep check on my tweets?" I chuckled. "Of course, you know just in case you tweet anything about me and I want to see," he responded. OK, when had he become good at comebacks? That was my thing!

"Why aren't you angry though? I mean, when I first met you, you would be livid if I posted that up, especially with me ranting in the background!" I asked in serious confusion. His eyes sparked with amusement at my anger and chuckled again.

"Because Millie, you don't get to me anymore. At least, not like you used to."

*_*_*_*_*

UPDATE!!! I was quite pleased with this chappie, I rather like it although technically, that isn't really my place to say :P

Quick Question:

I know I have asked this before but has anyone been to a concert in the Take Me Home Tour? Or are due to go to one?

I have been to one and it was truly amazing!!!! Literally, I loved it and I think I may have tickets to the 2014, Where We Are Tour but I am not sure!! Eeek, tell me about it!!!

Anyways, please fave, like, comment and share!!!

Love you all,

E x

P.S. Over 900 views!!!!! And thank you to everyone who has fanned me as an author!! I now have 42 fans and it's amazing!!!

Thank you all :) xx

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...