Nobody Cares. (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Sassiness

{Belle's POV}

For the rest of the day we all stayed in my room. We had a nice relaxing day in our pj's. But all day I've been wanting to go on twitter and see what people are saying.

I wonder if anyone from home have seen it? What Emerson saw it?

My heart dropped. He's going to hate me if he hears what I've done. But he didn't care when I said I was adopted so I have some hope, right? Probably not.

"Goodnight Belle. Love you." Liam said as he placed a kiss on my forehead. The boys followed his suit by saying goodnight and giving me a kiss. "Night, love you guys to."

It feels nice to be loved. To know that I'm cared about. These boys treat me like I'm actually related to them. Not just by a piece of paper, but like blood.

After three minutes of laying in the dark waiting to fall asleep I couldn't take it any longer. I quietly got out of bed and tip toed to my laptop.

I logged onto twitter as fast as I could and first went onto my mentions. It filled with insults and a few nice comments. I ignored the nice ones as my eyes fixated onto the rude ones.

Each one was about my "accident". But one caught my eye making me furious.

"No wonder @BellyBelle17 doesn't live with her brother anymore. He's probably just as fucked up as she is."

Just because I messed up it doesn't mean people can insult Scott. They don't know anything about me or him. So instead of ignoring this person I hit reply.

"@1Ddirectioner1 u have no right to insult my brother! Go ahead and insult me but don't bring him into it! U don't know my story! U don't no me or him! A directioner wouldn't insult me. So ur not one."

With that I hit send and started a new tweet. Suddenly I had all of the confidence in the world.

"Thanks to everyone who is being nice to me. Those who insult me I don't care. If u don't no me, u have no right to insult me."

I hit send and went onto my page. For the first time I noticed I have 1.5 million followers. Wow, just because One Direction adopted me.

I shut my laptop, not caring what people think of or say about my tweet, then climbed back into bed. I'm still not tired so I grabbed my phone to play music when I noticed I had a text from Emerson. The boys didn't want me using my phone today so we could just relax and I understood that.

But once I picked it up I regretted it. His text said

"Why didn't u tell me u tried to kill urself?!"

I didn't know what to do at first. All I could do was lay there and stare at the text.

"I didn't think I had to."

That's the best excuse I could make up. I lied though. I didn't tell him because I knew he'd dump me. Before I knew it my phone buzzed.

"Of course u should've told me! Instead of me finding out on twitter!! What the hell?!"

I knew this was gonna happen. I'm not sad though. I'm pretty pissed. He's being an asshole right now!

"No. It's my life. It's my choice of what I do!"

I laid my head back on my pillow as I waited for his reply. I deserve this. I should've told him in the beginning. I'm so stupid!

"U no wat?! Were over! Ur just an suicidal emo bitch that nobody loves!"

The part where he broke up with him didn't hurt. But him calling me a suicidal emo bitch did. Even though he's mad I never would've thought he'd be so mean. For a boy who cares so much about his sister he's a jerk.

A tear slipped out of my eye as those words stuck in my head.

I'm not going to hurt myself. I'm not going to hurt myself.

I repeated that inside my head as I silently cried into my pillow. But once I started thinking more about what just happened I stopped myself from crying. He doesn't deserve my tears.

I wiped away my tears and sat up. This is dumb. Why am I crying over a boy I've known for barely a week? He isn't the sweet guy I met that cared about. He flipped out and dumped me because I didn't tell him a minor detail about myself.

Well it's not really a minor detail. But it's my choice to tell the world. Even though it somehow got out to the world, I don't mind. Now I don't have to do it myself. Hopefully Scott isn't getting hate.

My phone buzzed from my right side. I glanced at it noticing it's about twitter.

"Louis Tomlinson commented on your tweet."

Oh dear Lord. Is he going to be mad about what I said? It wasn't that bad. Was it?

Nervously I slid my thumb across the bar for twitter. Once I read it I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"I'm rubbing my sassiness off on u! I'm so proud of u!"

This is what I'm stuck with for the rest of my life. And I'm going to love it.

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Authors Note

Sorry this is really short and crappy. I have something stored up for the next time. I'll try and update tomorrow since it will be friday. Sorry again. Love you all!!!

Love, Isabella