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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22. Girlfriend

Dedication goes to: Maggsvball23 because she is always so nice and has read a lot of my books, each writing such nice stuff! Thanks :) xx

And I am sorry that I deleted Forever a Directioner's comment but I didn't want to give anything away.

By the way, Forever a Directioner, no, that isn't what happened (I am answering your question)

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Louis POV

I led Millie out to the cars round the back and I could almost feel the tension press into the sides of me. Millie was just staring down at the ground, deep in her thoughts and I just wanted to say something but I couldn't find anything to say. My mouth just didn't seem to be able to cooperate.

I slid open the doors of the black cars we were taking to the club and waited for Millie to go in first. She flashed me a small smile and climbed in, scanning around the car.

Her smile instantly died and she sat down quickly, her focus on her lap. I slipped in and closed the door quickly, muttering a quick "hi" and looking down at the floor.

Liam mumbled a "hello" and started talking to Zayn. I sighed and glanced towards Millie who was obviously very uncomfortable. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea?

I turned to face the window when I saw Harry staring or rather glaring at Millie. My eyebrows creased in confusion and Harry's eyes met mine. They widened and then darted away.

What was going on? I looked at Millie who was still feeling uncomfortable and was staring at her lap, like she had done since we got in.

I sighed and brought out my phone, scrolling through my news feed on Twitter. Twitter. The site that brought Millie and I together.

Well, I couldn't say together. Millie hated me and I... I didn't like her at this point so we were definitely not together! We weren't even friends, hardly accquaintaces and all I knew is that Millie wished that she had never met me.

"We are here!" called Paul, sliding the door open. Millie was the first one to get out, almost jumping out with relief but I couldn't blame her. Most of the people inside the car didn't like her or just didn't know her.

I hopped out, following her and tried to keep track of of the dirty-blonde-haired girl. She stopped outside the bouncer who was smirking at her. She rolled her eyes at him, ignoring the shouts coming from the onlooking public who seemed on their way to being absolutely wasted.

Millie looked back just as I came up to her. "Louis Tomlinson," I said. The bouncer's smirk faltered slightly and he glanced down at his list. "Alright, you can come in but this lady can't."

I sighed and slipped my hand round her waist. Her eyes darted to mine giving me 'What-The-Fuck-Do-You-Think-You're-Doing?' along with the 'Get-Your-Hands-Right-Off-Of-Me'.

"Go along with it," I harshly whispered while the bouncer quickly blocked a drunken teenager trying to make a break and get through. She huffed and looked back at the bouncer.

"She's my girlfriend and seeing as this is an after party, I want my girlfriend with me," I said. The bouncer looked from me to Millie, then back to me.

Millie looked downright uncomfortable but leaned into my slightly, to show 'how close we were'. "Fine," he muttered and let us through. As soon as we emerged into the darkened room, Millie ripped herself away from me and sauntered up to the bar.

I didn't know why and I was telling myself that I shouldn't be feeling like this but it hurt when she did that. it was as if she felt nothing when I felt... Something.

Millie's POV

I quickly tore myself away from Louis and sped up to the bar. I felt bad, just leaving him like that so rudely but the weird feelings which were travelling around my body just told me to get away from him.

I immediately ordered a shot and downed it quickly, scanning the room for anyone I could dance with. I wasn't here to get drunk, just to steer my mind away from everything that was happening.

I noticed the brown-haired boy I had recently been 'hugging' in a crowd of people, looking at me. I guessed that the people he was with were his bandmates and crew who were celebrating with him.

I sighed, almost wishing that I could be a nice, sociable person who would get along with these people but then I realised that if I was nice, than I wouldn't even be in this situation in the first place.

God, I wish I was nice.

I spotted a dark-haired male nearing the bar, his eyes fixed on me and I couldn't help smirking at him. He raised his eyebrows and sat down in the seat opposite me.

"Want a drink?" he asked. I shook my head," no. I want to dance. I grabbed his hand and basically dragged him off the seat, leading him into the crowd. I could sense that he was pleased with himself for 'picking up a girl' but I didn't want to hook up, or kiss or whatever.

Surprising to most people, e.g. Louis at this rate, I wasn't that kind of girl. I was just looking for a good time. No, not in that way.

We started dancing and I could tell he wanted me to do what all the other girls were doing but I refused. They were all grinding against the boys, looking like complete sluts and I wasn't one to follow their actions.

As I turned my head slightly, I saw a familiar pair of eyes and they narrowed. Suddenly, my urge to not be a slut was thrown in the bin and I turned around almost immediately, and started swaying against whoever this guy was.

Louis POV

The boys all departed in different directions apart from Zayn who was just having a drink with Josh who was currently unwell, so couldn't have too much to drink.

All the other boys were single so they weren't worried about girlfriends whereas Zayn was and obviously I wasn't taken.

My eyes scanned the room and met with the girl I had been with 5 or so minutes ago. Her eyes darkened and she spun around, starting to grind against the boy.

I hadn't noticed my hands had been in fists until a girl came and winked at me, trying to draw my attention from Millie. But somehow, it wasn't working. Every second, my eyes would constantly glance back and forwards to Millie and some man she was dancing with.

I didn't know why I was jealous and I knew that I shouldn't have but I couldn't help myself. "Want a drink?" the girl said loudly over the music at the same time to try and sound seductive.

"Sure," I muttered and let her drag me to the bar. I downed a shot and as the rough liquid touched my lips, I knew I was in for a rough night.

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I found this chapter quite funny to write seeing as Louis and Millie are constantly fighting in different ways :p I hope that you liked the chapter!!

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