A/N: Kay so, a new oneshot! Woohoo! Enjoy and please review!
Messages popping up at every second. A new notification every minute. It was all becoming overwhelming. The green-eyed boy gets up from his desk and shuffles slowly over to the bed. No one will leave him alone. Rain slowly patters on the window. Not even the rain will leave him alone. He slowly collapses on the scattered bed. Sheets and pillows, are all over the floor. A new alert pops up on the screen. That blue screen of death. The screen that has cost so many people, so many things. The slim-figured boy groans loudly. He stands up and walks over to the computer. A message has shown up that says:
"UGH U R SOOO UGLY!"
The color drains from Kendall's face.
The dirty blonde slams down into the desk chair and skims the other messages. He sees another that states:
"U will neva hav a girlfriend cuz ur so lame"
He feels tears welling up in his eyes. He wonders why the world is so cruel. No, actually it's not the world. The world has nothing to do with it. It's the people IN THE WORLD that's the problem. The people that constantly, hate on innocent people. The people that, push people down for standing up for the ones they love. The people that, think that they're better then you because, they hide their weakness while, you can't help but show your own. Kendall slumps into the office chair. He starts shaking, his eyes filled with tears and, his body wracked with pain. He stands up and walks to the window, opening it slowly. He shouts out:
"I HATE EVERYONE!"
He slides his back down the wall, crying once again. Suddenly, another message pops up.
"Great. Another hater." Kendall thinks.
He slowly stands, grabbing his head and wiping the tears from his eyes. He walks over to the desk to read the message. He stands there but, nearly faints at the sight. He has to sit to prevent himself from falling. He sits in the desk chair, eyes never leaving the screen. The message reads:
"Kendall, don't listen to these haters. You are a million times better than them. They will never amount to the type of talent that you have. You are not and, have never been, ugly, lame, or untalented. You are the best person I have ever met and, you mean the world to me. I love you SO much.-Jo"
Once again, the tears were filling his eyes. Except this time, it wasn't out of sadness or hate. It was out of joy, out of a feeling of being loved. Kendall knew he wasn't worthless. He knew that he meant something to someone. He realized that, everyone means something to someone. Even the people who are hated the most, are loved by someone. Suddenly, the haters didn't matter.
