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.

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23. Drunk

Dedication goes to: Takemehome1117 because she has been there from basically the start and all her comments make my day :)

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Millie's POV

I trundled out of the bathroom, thanking the lord that I had finally got rid of that god-awful man I was dancing with. He had tried to grope me multiple times and kiss me! God, he needed to learn to know when the girl isn't interested.

I looked around the darkened room and wondered what the time was. Maybe it was time to leave? I guessed that the others were aboslutely hammered and they weren't going to wait for me so I guessed that it was time to go.

I slipped round some people and made for the exit when I saw a whole crowd cheer and I felt someone grab me from the back. He turned me round and I had no idea who it was but before he could do anything, I kneeded him where the place don't shine and he groaned in pain.

I smirked but my smirk faltered when I recognised who this guy was. Louis. "Holy shit, sorry Louis," I said suddenly, bending down and trying to help him up. I could smell the reek of alcohol running off him and I knew then, that he was in no fit state of getting home.

Sighing while trying to ignore everyone around me, I put his arm around my neck and hauled him up. I was just thanking whatever god there was out there that we were near the exit. I still had no idea how we were going to get home but I would sort that out later.

I dragged him out the club, sending looks to kill to everyone who was looking at me strangely. Louis was just groaning and moaning and it took all my physical strength not to yell at him but I knew that you should never make a drunk male angry.

Louis stumbled and this time I groaned but it was the fact that I was thinking that this was going to be impossible, rather than the fact that I was tipsy. I was definitely not drunk. I had had 1 shot and a beer, that was it when Louis looked as he'd had practically the whole bar.

I didn't know what the time was but I guessed that it was pretty late seeing as there was only a few people outside, throwing up or making out. Ah, the sights of London town everybody.

I dragged Louis across the streets, trying to find any sign of a taxi at some time in the morning. I groaned in frustration and sat down on a random bench, Louis doing the same except leaning his head on my shoulder and muttereing random things which I couldn't understand.

I checked my handbag and took out my phone. 3:27 in the morning. The morning. What the hell had happened? I was not usually the girl to stay out this late and I was sure that Imo would be freaking out right now.

Well, that was what I thought. I had no messages and only one missed call from Imo which was at 9 in the evening today-- Yesterday. So here was my situation:

I was stuck in the middle of London, slightly tipsy with a drunk. There was basically no sound of life around me and my supposed friends weren't worried about me. Thanks life. Thanks a whole fucking lot.

I clicked on google maps and found out where I was. The good news was is that I wasn't actually very far. The bad new was that I had no idea how to get to my house since it was basically pitch black.

"Where.... Where are weeee," slurred Louis. I rolled my eyes at him and shrugged him off my shoulder. "Believe me, I wish I knew," I muttered. "What dat s-supposed to m-mean," he asked outraged. "Don't worry your little tits about it," I said.

Realising that we couldn't stay out here forever, I groaned and stood up. Louis just stared at me blankly and I rolled my eyes again. I pulled him up and he rested against me again. I took out my iPhone and went to 'directions'.

Finally, I found the write way and started making my path down, keeping one eye fixed on my iPhone and the other on what Louis was doing. I pulled him along and about half an hour later, we turned up outside my apartment.

Sighing with relief, I fumbled around in my bag, pulling out my key and shoving it in the key hole. Turning the knob, I pushed Louis through who grunted in anger.

I ingnored him and shut the door, switching on the lights and leading him into the rest of the flat. I shoved him down on the sofa and I smirked as I saw his eyes droop.

Looking at him, I realised something. If this had been when I first met Louis, I would have left him on the floor like a drunken cripple but for some weird reason, I had helped him. This confused me a lot and also scared me.

Ever since I had met Louis, I had changed slightly. Even Imo had commented a few times but I ignored her, thinking that she was talking her normal rubbish but now I saw it. I saw the change and to be honest, it was scaring the shit out of me.

Louis soft snores pulled me out of my thoughts and I couldn't help smiling softly at the sight of him. He looked so cute and tired, sprawled out on the sofa.

I gave him one last look before closing the door softly and making my way to the kitchen. I poured myself some water and drank it quickly, my head was beginning to pound and the thoughts of me 'changing' just worsened it.

Taking one last peek of Louis on the sofa, I walked to my bedroom and shut the door. Changing into some clean pajamas, I colappsed on my bed and curled up inside the sheets with the thoughts of Louis revolving around my brain.

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Kind of a filler chapter, I'm sorry but some stuff is going to happen which is probably going to confuse all of you but will be exciting!!!! :)

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