Behind Closed Doors

Jane’s POV

I am sitting in my living room, watching the news about some political thing. My phone vibrates, and I see that I have gotten a tweet. This is nothing new, considering I am dating a famous singer, it happens all the time. Still watching the tv, I reach for the phone and unlock it. As I pull up twitter, I read through my news feed noticing a lot of tweets about Louis. I turn my attention to the tweet I receive, and read it.
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Dear Jane,
I have absolutely no idea what Louis sees in you. Your ugly and weird and he is bound to break up with you any day. Besides, what do you bring to the relationship? He is a global icon, while you are nothing more than a washout writer who is not even wanted by her own family.
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Just as I finish reading the tweet, another is sent in, and all of a sudden my phone starts blowing up with new tweets telling me how I don’t deserve Louis.
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You are ugly inside & out
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I literally have no idea what that sex god sees in you. Your name makes you sound like an 18th century hag!
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I hope you die! You are ugly and stupid and the worst writer ever! Just go jump off a cliff or hang yourself and do us all a favor!
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Quickly, I throw my cell at the ground while it continues to vibrate out of control, and I turn my head to the tv. Just as I look up, it shows Louis with another girl and the interviewer is with Louis.
“Mr. Tomlinson, where is Jane?” She asks
“Who?” He responds distracted
“Your girlfriend?”
“Oh, she was just a fling. Do you know who I am? I have standards, miss!” He laughs
I feel as if my heart just literally broke in two pieces and I fall to the ground, unable to stand. It becomes hard to breath, and my mind starts mentally reading the tweets over again. I lift my hands to my ears and curl into a ball while screaming, trying to drown out the sounds of my mind, the tv, and the still vibrating phone.
“AHHHHHHHHHH” I scream
I open my eyes and feel sweat all over me.
“It was just a dream…” I murmur to myself
My body feels numb and my thoughts are spinning out of everywhere. I reach for my phone next to the bed and it reads 3:54AM. Knowing their is no chance I am going back to sleep, I climb out of bed and head to the bathroom. I turn on the shower, hoping to wash away the dream and calm myself down.
Part of me always thought about our relationship that way. Why did he love me? Sure I was not ugly, but he could have any girl on the planet, and he chose me? A girl from a small town in Illinois who is afraid to follow her own dreams she worked so damn hard for?
I peer at the mirror examining my entire body, looking for some amazing thing that Louis sees in me; but I cant find it. I am nothing but plain; regular skin, dirty blond hair, green eyes.
By the time I am out I look down at my phone and see a new text from Harry. I am actually a little hesitant to look at it, but manage to pull myself together, remembering that it was just a dream.
Are you going to come watch us perform tonight on X-Factor? X

I think about my schedule today, and I am clear; but I really don’t want to go.

Can I do a rain check?

I wait a minute and quickly get dressed while waiting for a reply.

Come on, love! Louis is really missing you! It has been like a week since he last saw you, plus you know he always performs better when you are around. X

I bite my lip, deciding what I want to do. I have gone to a thousand of these. At first, they were fun, but now, I have had my fair share.

Fine. I will come……

Perfect. I will text you the address and time later. Wear something nice!X

I laugh to myself for a second.

Don’t push it Styles.
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Around 5:23 am I left my house deciding to go to starbucks. I was craving a mocha frappe. When I got to starbucks it was decently empty except for the guy working there and some guy in the corner.

“Hello beautiful!”

“Hi!” I replied “ I would like a mocha frappe extra ice please.” He nodded and went off to make my drink after I paid. A minute or so later my drink was ready so I went and grabbed it.
“Thank you have a nice day.” I said while walking out. I just couldn’t shake the thought that I wasn’t good enough for Louis I loved him with my whole heart but His fans clearly didn’t.
Beep beep beep
My phone went off showing I had a message from Harry.

ISABELLA’S AWAKE GET YOUR ASS TO THE HOSPITAL NOW.

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