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.


37. Some Sappy Girl

Please read the authors note - VERY IMPORTANT!


Millie’s POV

The silence which enveloped the room as I said my words made me want to curl up into a ball and wish that this had never had happened.

What was I expecting?

For him to say “no, of course not. You’re one of my favourite people in the world right now” and not in a sarcastic way.

I shook my head and breathed out.

“Sorry, I… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have- You know what, I’ll just go,” I muttered.

And again, he didn’t say anything as I walked out the room.

I guess I’d take that as “yes, I do hate you.”

I don’t even know why I asked the question, there was a pretty obvious answer. It was so easy to tell why he’d hate me.

I was rude, spiteful and just frankly horrible to him and his bandmates and to their girlfriends (or former girlfriends) and just thinking about some of the tweets I had sent them, made me cringe.

“Millie! Wait up!”

I stopped almost exactly when I heard my name echoing through the apartment and didn’t dare move as I heard footsteps make their way closer towards me.

“Hey, look at me,” his soft voice said quietly.

Gulping, I turned round to meet his blue eyes which were staring at me intently.

“Why would you think I hate you?” he asked.

“Because if I were you I would!” I burst out, all thoughts rushing through my mind.

“I basically ruined your relationship with your bandmates, your best friends and especially Harry. To be honest, I probably broke up your relationship with Eleanor. She was a nice girl and I.. I was just so selfish and horrible person to her, I didn’t think of anyone else’s feelings and after revealing what happened with Harry, you probably think that I am some slut and that I don’t think of anyone, even my sist--“

“Woah! Woah, Millie stop! Please stop, I don’t want you thinking these things when the blatantly aren’t true.”

My breath hitched at his words and I just stood there waiting for an explanation to his words.

His eyebrow furrowed slightly and I could tell he was nervous from his fingers fidgeting with the cuff of his top.

“First of all, you didn’t ruin my relationship, we have had fights before and yes, this was slightly different but that was my fault. Not yours. Repeat, not yours! And Harry and I, things have been hard before I even met you. ‘Larry accusations’ had been denting our relationship and it definitely wasn’t your fault!” he explained.

“But what about you and Eleanor? I’m pretty sure I messed that up,” I mumbled, rubbing my finger against the sleeve of my top.

“To be honest, I thought that as well. Well, at the beginning but now I know that it was pretty much just me,” he clarified,” I was such a dick and wasn’t respectful to her as much as I should have been. I learnt that from the way I was treating you.”

“But you had a right to be like that to me, I was horrible to you. I treated you much worse than you treated me so that can’t have been the reason,” I argued.

“It doesn’t matter what you were like to me, I should’ve been more grown-up about it,” he said, trying to reason with me but I couldn’t take it.

“Louis, you don’t understand, I ruined everything and I can’t pretend this stuff didn’t happen. All your friends hate me, to be honest, I hate myself and I don’t deserve to be friends with you at all.”

“Friends,” he echoed quietly and my eyes fluttered to the ground.

I could tell we were both thinking of the same moment.

That kiss which had made me feel amazing yet so bad and everything in between in the same moment.

A tear trickled down my cheek but I brushed it away quickly before Louis would notice.

I couldn’t let him think that that kiss meant more than to me than what it meant to him. No matter about my feelings, no matter about how I wish I could do it again, he obviously didn’t and if this was the last time I was going to see him, I wouldn’t let myself leave with him thinking him that I was some sappy girl who wanted everyone to feel sorry for her.

“Did you like it?”

My ears perked and I forced my eyes to look at him. His eyes were concerned and slightly crinkled round the sides which, if I hadn’t been in this situation, would’ve smiled because of how cute he looked.

“Like what?”

There was an awkward silence and he ran his hand through his quiff uncomfortably.

“The kiss,” he breathed out.

Stopping almost every pulse in my body, the blood rushed to my cheeks and I found myself looking down at the floor again.

How was I supposed to answer that?

Confess and say that I loved it like hell or just shake my head and say that it should have never happened which was blatantly a big, fat lie.

Sighing, I nodded slightly but only a slight twitch and I could tell Louis didn’t know how I had answered.

Yes, I did,” I said shyly, still refusing to look at him.

Silence again and it was killing me.

“But it can’t happen again,” I continued.

“Why?” his voice came out raspy and confused.

“Think about it Louis! Your friends hate me, your friends, friends hate me, your family hates me, your fans hate me, the only people who doesn’t is my best friend who doesn’t know anything about it!” I argued.

“And me,” he murmured but I chose to ignore it, I couldn’t deal with this.

Tears were slowly dripping down my cheek and I just prayed that he couldn’t see them, couldn’t see my mouth trembling with the overwhelming thoughts crowding my brain.

But before I could say anything, do anything or just leave, strong arms enveloped me and brought me into a warm embrace.

And god knows how long we stayed in that position but all I would be lying to say that I didn’t like it.


First of all, I AM SO FRICKING SORRY! I can't even remember what has been going on for the past two months, it's been so hectic and confusing! I will try and try to update ASAP but school has been getting a hell of a lot harder this year and I have been so caught up in work!

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