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.


18. Greatly Dislike

OK, so, thank you all for your comments about the dedications!!! I was thinking about dedicating this chapter to someone now but to be honest, I couldn't pick one of the comments (because they were all so lovely!) so I was completely stuck!

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Louis POV

I twisted off the cover of my water bottle and drank it quickly, throwing the bottle perfectly in the bin as I drank the last drops of water. Niall and Liam were talking among themselves and Zayn was on his phone.

I had no clue where Harry was, in fact I had hardly seen him in the past few days. Well, actually ever since Millie had said 'sorry'. Talking of Millie, she was supposed to be coming to this concert.

To be honest, I had no idea if she was coming or not. I had texted once or twice asking if she was coming but there was no reply. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. I hadn't told anyone about her coming apart from the security guard so that he would let her in.

I was still in deep thoughts as to why I invited her in the first place but that had already happened and I couldn't change it. I wasn't really sure if I wanted her to come or not. Sure, I hated her but that different side I had seen for a split second just made me want to learn more as well as push her away from my sight.

"Um, excuse me, Louis. Can I speak with you?" I turned round to see Harry glaring at me, poking his head out the door. "Sure," I shrugged and followed him out. He didn't speak but carried on walking until we were in a random corridor I didn't even know existed.

Harry turned round and his piercing green eyes met mine. "What. The. Hell is Millie doing here?" he spat. My eyes widened with surprise, she had actually turned up!

"Well, I, erm, I," I stuttered, not really knowing what to say. "Just fucking answer me!" he growled. Suddenly, my eyes narrowed and I inspected him. "Why are you so angry about this? You met her once and you hardly spoke, yet you are more angry than me?"

His eyes mirrored my surprised expression and his lips straightened into a pursed frown. "She... She annoys me. She doesn't deserve to be here after all she has done and I have no idea why the heck you invited her, seeing as you supposedly hate her!" he said angrily.

"That is between me and her but I can assure you, I still greatly dislike her," I said, not losing the eye contact between us. His face inched closer to mine, his eyes getting darker every second. "Greatly dislike, yes but not hate," he said.

He gave me one last glare before walking away. I was left struck by his words. 'Greatly dislike'. Those two words revolved around in my head. A day before, I had hated her yet now I seemed to 'greatly dislike' her. What was going on with me?

Millie's POV

I stood there awkwardly as people came fluttering past, hardly sparing me a glance as I sipped on my water. I didn't know what to do or where to go. Louis was supposed to come and meet me but once again, I was fooled by his eyes and his ways.

Like he would come on time to greet someone he hated to the world's end. I sighed and looked down at my heels. You could say that I had dressed up but I couldn't exactly go to a concert where I was a guest of the artists in my pajamas.

Although I could be a bitch or just pure mean, I wasn't one to come looking completely un-bothered and that I didn't give a single shit what people thought about me. Sure, I didn't take any of it to heart and normally I didn't care but there was going to be so many people judging me, I wanted to at least show that I cared a tiny bit.

I was wearing a black skater skirt with a gold and black aztec print top, with black heels. My hair was just normal, spilling onto my shoulders and I had only put on a bit of mascara and eye liner since I didn't see much point in the rest.

I took one last gulp of my water and set it down on the table next to me. I was seriously considering just leaving seeing as Louis seemed to have forgotten about me.

I wasn't going to text him, that would seem like I'm desperate but to be honest, I was desperate to get out.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I heard the familiar voice of Louis. "Millie! Hey!" he called. I turned round and saw him, walking casually towards me. I glanced to the side and met two threatening, green eyes but almost as soon as we connected, they vanished.

"Um, hi Louis," I mumbled. "So how are you?" he asked awkwardly. "Well, worse seeing as I have had to come to this stupid concert," I smirked. Instead of frowning or getting upset, Louis chuckled," oh come on, I am sure you will love it."

I rolled my eyes and put one hand on my hip. "You wish Tomlinson." Louis looked down at his watch and mumbled some random words which I couldn't pick up. "Look, I have to go get ready but, erm, here is where you are sitting and your passes," he said, digging around in his pocket and giving me a pass and another ticket.

"Thanks," I smiled softly. He just returned it quickly and jogged away, disappearing into the midst of another room. I blinked, my eyes still concentrated on his direction.

He had been nice. He had been sort of decent. He had changed. Or he was sweetening me up for something he planned to do. I frowned at the thought of it. Was he the kind of person to do that?

When I first met him, yes, but now? I shook my head and followed the instructions on the pass, leading me to my seat in the V.I.P section. It was rather awkward standing here alone with no friends. I must have looked like some rich loser.

And who was that thanks to? Ah, Louis Tomlinson who I swore was going to be the death of me. 


Looong chapter!!!!! Well, I think it is and some subtle drama things!!! I hope it was a good chapter because I tried really hard on it!!!

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