I shut the laptop for the fifth time today. I knew I shouldn't, but I was just so curious. What were they saying about me today?
With a unhealthy amount of curiosity, I logged onto twitter and scanned over the sea of hate mail that came my way. My mint green eyes filled with tears as I read the messages.
'Ew, is thus relationship even legal? Kill yourself!'
'Omg another immature baby is trying to be with my boo Niall. Go play with some dolls or something.'
'Aren't you waayy to young to be with my 20 year old babe? Go drink your bottle and go to bed. You are SO young.'
"I am not!" I yelled at the computer while shutting it violently. My tears pooled over my eyes and stained my shirt. While placing my head in my hands, I screamed in frustration.
"Babe, are you okay?" I heard him ask. I didn't look at him, because I didn't want him to see me cry. Niall came up to me and removed my hands.
"Can you make it stop?" I asked him through sobs. Niall's eyes watered a bit and nodded his head. He pulled out his phone and sent a tweet through to all the fans.
"C'mere Emilia." He sighed while pulling me close to his chest. "I don't care if you are 15, okay? We are happy together, and that's all that matters."
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AN: I'm sorry that it was so late!! I tried to finish quickly but still make it enjoyable. I hope you like it!