Kidnapped- By My Boyfriends Ex's

Chapter 10: Twitter Hate

Song of the Chapter: The Heart Wants What It Wants- Selena Gomez
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Molly's POV
Chapter 10- Twitter Hate
I have been dating Harry for over 2 months now, and the Twitter hate is starting and it's not pretty. I logged on Twitter for the third time this morning.

My news feed was covered in hate from fans. "Die." "Leave Harry alone." "I can do much better then you have." "Harry was supposed to be mine." "Your ugly, useless, and stupid." "Get it into your head, Harry only feels bad for you." "Kill yourself. Everybody hates you." "Break up with Harry." "Your an ugly piece of crap." "Your not even pretty." "What does Harry see in you?"

A few tears have slipped away from my eyes. Those were the most recent hate tweets. I can't stand this. This is crazy. Are the fans right? No there never right. They only hate so you and your spouse can split.

But what if some of them were real? Like what if I was ugly? Was I useless? Was I stupid? Do the fans really want me to die? Does Harry feel bad for me, and that's the only reason were dating? Does every fan hate me?

At this point I don't know who to listen to? Do I listen to the fans? Do I listen to Harry? Do I use the advice from Eleanor? As I scrolled down on my news feed some more, some tweets stood out.

"Don't listen to them Molly. Your pretty and smart." "Don't kill yourself. I love you and Harry loves you." "There hating cause there jealous." "Please stay with Harry."

Those tweets were actually nice tweets. They made my heart feel warm and tingly. A good feeling. Just then my bedroom door opened and in comes Harry. Harry smiled over at me and I closed the laptop. I placed the laptop on the side on my bed. I stood up and went into Harry's arms.

My face was nuzzled into his chest. Harry's warm muscular arms wrapped around my body. He kissed the top of my head. I tried not to cry in Harry's chest but I think a few tears have escaped from my eyes.

"Baby? Are you crying?"

"Yeah."

"What's wrong?"

"Everything."

Harry pulled my face away from his chest. His deep brown chocolate eyes looked into my teary eyes. "How can everything possibly be wrong?"

"Twitter."

"Have you received hate, baby?"

"I have."

"Did you just sit here and read them all?"

"I've read the kind tweets too when I read them."

"You know I hate it when you have to read the hate."

"I know. I'm sorry. But as soon as I went on Twitter everything on my news feed was hate. Except for like ten kind tweets."

"Baby..." Harry rubbed my arms as I began to grow sad.

"I'm really sorry Harry. I didn't want to read the tweets but as soon as I logged onto Twitter, the news feed was all hate."

"It's okay. I'm not mad. I promise."

"I'm really sorry. I promise too."

"I know you are."

"How did you get in?"

"I used the key that you gave me."

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