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.


28. Damn You

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Louis POV

I sat, head in hands and my eyes glaring at the shiny iPhone in front of me. I had been deliberating for the past few days whether I should be doing this. 

Millie and I hadn't spoken for days. During that time, I had done absolutely nothing apart from stare at my phone, eat, sleep and stare at my phone. The boys hadn't spoken to me apart from Liam of course who just reminded me about recordings and what-not but apart from that, nothing.

Being in a flat with Harry was basically torture. I hadn't forgotten seeing him outside Millie's flat but since the argument with Millie, I had decided not to pry further with either of them.

Harry had basically remained out of the flat, doing who-knows-what with who-knows-who.

My finger prodded my phone, almost as if it was some disgusting creature and I was checking if it was dead or not. Groaning in frustration, I hit my head on the table and moaned in pain.

If I hadn't made the stupid mistake of staying behind and watching Harry then this would all be over. I wouldn't be seeing Millie ever again and everything would be back to normal (minus the fact that the boys would still be blanking me).

But a question was lingering in my mind.

Did I want this to be over?

Sure, at the beginning, I couldn't wait to get rid of Millie. She was vulgar and hurtful but I couldn't help thinking and seeing a different side. Sure, it was there for about 5 seconds but it was still there.

She intrigued me and for that, I hated myself.

I bet she wasn't intrigued by me. In fact, she was probably having no questions in her mind about never seeing me again and was having some big celebration with her friends about it.

I prodded the my phone again and it lit up, showing the contact that I was so desperate, yet so hesitant to call.

Finally, I grasped the phone in my hand and pressed the big button which it seemed, could determine my fate. My stomach was in notches and all in all, I felt like some pathetic teenage girl.

What 21 year old man does this?

The phone rang and my breath hitched in my throat, as the call rang and rang. After a few rings, I breathed out but out of anger and annoyance. So she was deciding to ig-


My breath caught once again in my throat and I spluttered some nothings into the air.

"M-Millie, it's erm-"

"Louis? What do you want Louis?" she asked angrily, her soft tone disappearing into thin air.

"We need to talk," I said cautiously. "God, you sound like my mum," she muttered and I couldn't help a small smile walk onto my face at that comment.

"But why Louis? I thought that was the end of it?" she asked, annoyance reappearing. I sighed, knowing that my previous thoughts about her being happy of this ending being proven correct.

"Because Millie, of what happened 3 days ago," I said anxiously, leaving out the bit that I actually wanted to talk about.

"What? The argument? Look, I don't have time for that. Your sorry, I'm sorry and seeing as we won't ever see each other again, it will never happen again."

Anger rose up in me as I knew she was carefully missing out the part which we both remembered.

"You know what I'm talking about Millie. I don't care about the argument, I care about the-" "The kiss! The bloody kiss!" she snarled.

"Look Tomlinson, nothing happened and nothing will ever happen," she hissed. "Don't lie to me Millie! You know something happened, you just don't want to admit it!" I said angrily, rising from my seat as if she was there.

"Just leave me alone Louis," she said, her voice cracking and I instantly felt like shit. But she couldn't just say that nothing happened. I felt something.

I hated to admit it, I hated myself and I hated Millie for it but I couldn't get it out of my brain.

"Meet me. Meet me at the Coffee Shop on Birling Street tomorrow at midday, it's 5 minutes away from your house," I growled quietly.

There was silence on the other line and I swear I heard a whimper at one point, making me feel like shit again but she wasn't getting away from this. Not this time.

Then all I heard was a 'click' signalling that she had ended the call.

"Damn you Millie!" I shouted and threw my phone on the floor, not giving anything if the screen cracked.

The door of Harry's room opened up immediately and I met an icy pair of green eyes. His eyes travelled down to my phone lying carelessly on the floor and then back to me.

He didn't say anything but just glared at me. My fists were clenched and I was breathing heavily. A new rise of anger surged up inside me and I glared back at Harry.

"What did I do wrong? I don't get it! I made one mistake! One fucking mistake yet everyone now hates me? You have no right to hate me! You made a mistake but no one went against you! They all supported you, they all helped you but with me? All of you! You are supposed to by my best friends but you all just left me! I tried to fix this but all I needed was you guys to help yet I got nothing! Fucking nothing and you think I didn't see you outside Millie's flat! I saw you and don't think I won't find out because I will! I will make sure of that!"

Harry's eyes remained fixed on me as I ranted out at him, his eyes flashing with fear and hurt as I went through.

But I couldn't help myself, all of these things were bottled up inside of me and I had been trying to get them out.

I breathed out but kept eye contact with Harry. His eyes flashed again and he gave me one last look before slamming the door and leaving me alone once again.

Damn you Millie.

Damn you Harry.

Damn you life.


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