"And don't come out of that bathroom until you've fixed that towel rack completely!" Liam yelled.
Niall and I looked at the ground and sighed. "Yes Liam."
"Good. Now the boys and I are going to Starbucks so don't even think about leaving because I will find out."
Liam began walking away as I made a quiet remark.
"What was that?" He spat.
"N-nothing." I stuttered.
"Dude. Please just chill. You're scaring her." Niall rubbed my thigh.
"I don't wanna hear it Niall. You guys broke my towel rack! Just fix it before we get back please!" His grip tightened on my thigh.
Through clenched teeth, he smiled. "Whatever."
And with that, the front door slammed shut.
"Sorry I got you stuck with fixing a Fucking towel rack on a beautiful afternoon!"
"It's fine babe. We can do something fun later."
"OK. Now you can go watch TV or something while I fix this. It won't take too long."
"Mmkay." I pecked his lips and got off his lap.
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I sat onto the bed and opened Niall's laptop to sign into my twitter. When I scrolled through recent posts, I saw a lot of positive things coming from fans. They had called me beautiful and said that Nadley was the most adorable thing ever. But then I saw it.

Someone called me a fat bitch. I just laughed it off and kept scrolling.
Then I saw loads more of snippy comments.

I hope she dies.
She's so fat.
She's the ugliest creature I've ever laid eyes on.
#Nolifelazyassuglystupidbitch

I let the waterfalls of tears flow down my delicate cheeks. I slammed the laptop and pushed it away.
I heard footsteps getting closer and closer. Suddenly They came to a stop.
"Everything OK, Love?"
I looked up to see Zayn leaning against the door frame.
"Never better." I choked on the last word and another round of tears fell.
Zayn rushed over and sat right next to me, embracing me warmly. He tucked my bangs behind my ear and wiped my tears with his thumb.
"Now tell me...Why were you crying?" He lifted my chin up so I was looking him in the eyes. They looked a little glossy and concerned.
"Well I went on twitter..."
Zayn chuckled slightly. "They can be pretty evil sometimes but you just gotta know that when People are saying bad things like that about you, it's just because You're ahead of them. They'll warm up to you sooner or later though."
"You promise?" I pouted like a little kid.
"Promise. Now stop bumming yourself out." He pinkie swore and got up.
"Thanks Zayn."
"Anytime Love." He walked out as Niall walked in.
Dammit!
I tried to hide my face, but it was No use.
"Babe? What's wrong?" He stopped in his tracks, about 2 feet in front of the bed.
I looked up to see his worried look turn to fear and sorrow.
"H-have you been crying?" He looked so lifeless, all the color drained from his face.
"Just a Tad. But Zayn talked to me about it and it's all good now. Just some twitter beef." I painted a smile on my face for Niall's sake.
He held his arms out wide and motioned for me to move into them.
"Horn hug?" I lept into his arms and I could just feel him smirking.
He pulled away and held my arms, looking far more serious. "What did They say though?" His eyes were glossy.
"They called me a- wait a second! Why don't I show you?" I grabbed his laptop and scrolled through the endless list of remarks.
He took a double take and pouted at me. "Babe you know that none of That's true right? You're beyond compare to any other girl in the world. You make feel so lucky. I'm always in the best mood around you and I wanna protect you. All those haters can piss off!"
He cried into my arms lightly.
"It's fine Ni."
"No it's Not Fucking fine, Had!" He choked out.
""Yeah it is. You're worth all the hate in the world. That's how much I Love you."
He faintly smiled at me. "I Love you more."
"Oh my God Niall!" I punched his arm lightly.
We fell back onto the bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Notes

It's been a while since I've updated but everytime I try to my Wi-Fi decides to be a bitch. And Friday the 13th someone I loved died. She was near and dear to our family and was a role model to myself and my mum. She was amazingly Nice and funny. Such a Sad way to watch your life go by, in a hospital. I had a lot of fun with her and I'm glad I got to know her. I had crazy memories with her. The first time I cut myself on a tape measure was at her house. The first time I tried to sew was at her house. She made a blue patterned pillow for me a while back. I sleep with this pillow every night now. It's silly how just a few months ago I thought that pillow was just a gift that I didn't see as a memory. Now I feel all the Love and time she put into it. She used to yell at me to wear my glasses all the time too. The first time I went to a nursing home was visiting her after she fell and broke tons of bones. She recovered eventually and went back home again. I feel so awful and terrible that she let alone died, but What makes it worse is that she spent her last days in the hospital, suffering in pain. We kept trying to visit her for the past year and a half, but we'd always somehow seem to be so busy. I wish she could just see me now. Trying to achieve my dreams and shape into a lovely young woman at the Same time. She always used to talk about Tom selleck and how he made her cream her jeans. I Never knew What that really meant until a few years ago and I didn't know What Tom selleck even looked like until about a month ago. Well today is officially a month since she died and every day since I found out I'd either cried or thought about her. R.I.P. Tony. I Love you and you were like a grandmother to me. I hope you get your rest in paradise.