Laurens P.O.V
The boys came back into the room after a few minutes. Hurt and anger filled their eyes. But also guilt was in there. We all looked up to them. I tried to speak, but I just couldnt at this moment. What was I even meant to say? I looked over to the other girls and they all had tears streaming down their faces. I put my hands to my head downwards when I realised I was crying.
I felt someone sit next to me and I knew it was Liam. We just looked into each others eyes. "Why didnt you tell us about this?" Liam whispered in my ear. "It hurt too much and we didnt want to bring you and the guys down" I only just managed to choke that out. Liam just hushed me and tried to calm me down. He kept saying it will be alright, but how will it when people want us dead? I broke into more tears after I said that to myself. I was curled up in a ball with Liams arms wrapped around me. I sat up and all us girls ran to the middle of the room and just did a massive group hug. The boys came around us and joined in the hug.
(A few days later)
Life. Is. Dull. We cant go outside the house without being bombarded by fans who pull at your clothes and hair, or who call you hurtful dirty things. Wherever we go that will happen. Im starting to believe the things they are calling me are true. Liam made me feel beautiful, special and the luckiest girl in the world! But where is that now? Oh yeah, its drifting away. It is for all of us. I just know the girls too well. The hate is getting out of control. There is still some good comments, which we follow and the boys do. We all unfollowed the haters. But the hate still takes too much power. Ugly, whore, fat, bitch, worthless, the boys deserve better, go die. Thats what we hear by thousands of people a day. Sometimes the same person tweets and spams us, but no one says anything. It hurts too much and we cant take it no more. Its all breaking us apart</3