Harry Styles Imagine

I'll be your armour.. I'll protect you forever

Part 42:

Hailie's parents spent the week in their house. They met the boys, Harry's mum and stepfather, saw Callum again, also met Hailie's closest friends. The morning they were leaving, Hailie sat in the kitchen with her father. "this week flew, daddy" he kissed her head, getting up to put his bowl in the sink. "I know, Princess, I know. And I'm gonna be sad to go back to Ireland, I'm gonna miss you and the babies, and surprisingly, Harry, so much" Hailie laughed. "surprisingly?" he nodded. "you know, I really thought I'd hate Harry, but he makes it so hard to hate him. He's such a charming young man, he clearly loves you to bits, and he's an amazing father, from what I've seen. I've accepted him to the family already, Hails" Hailie smiled, tears coming to her eyes. She jumped into her father's arms. "I love you so much, daddy" she smiled. "I love you too, Princess" he kissed her cheek. She put his cup into the dishwasher, pressing 'start' as Harry walked into the kitchen. "morning, Harry" Mr. Anderson said. "morning, sir" he smiled. Mr. Anderson clapped him on the back. "please, Harry, call me John" he smiled. "okay, sorry John" they laughed together. "morning!" Hailie's mother bounced into the kitchen. "hey mam" she hugged her mother. "how is my baby this morning?" Mrs. Anderson smiled. "not to bad, how about you, mam?" she nodded. "yeah, I'm fine, thank you" Hailie's mother filled up a bowl with cereal, searching the box for calories. "oh mam, stop watching your figure, you're beautiful!" Hailie kissed her cheek. "well, if I have a wedding to attend, I'm going to want to look my best!" she smiled. Emma and Mason started crying from upstairs. "oh, it's feeding time already" laughing, Hailie walked upstairs. Harry closed the door. "John, May, I'd like your help with something for the wedding" Harry began planning out a special surprise for Hailie on the wedding day.

"We're here, Mr. Styles" the driver called to the back. Harry shook Hailie awake. "Hailie, baby, we're at the airport" she sat up, rubbing her forehead. Opening the car door, Hailie lifted the two carrier seats out onto the platform. The driver lifted the suitcases out onto the platform beside the babies. Pulling out the stroller, Harry tried to open it out. "oh Harry, you can never do this!" Hailie pushed it out with one hand. "it's hard!" Harry whined. Laughing, Hailie fastened the babies' carrier into it. Hailie's father clapped his shoulder. "I know, I have three kids. It is hard" they laughed. Harry picked up the bags. "oh Harry honey, you don't have to do that! John, help him!" Harry shook his head. "it's fine, honestly, I don't mind" he smiled.

Walking into the airport, they went straight to the gate. They had checked in online, and would go through security just before the plane. They sat down. Harry cleared his throat. "I'm just going to get a coffee, anyone want anything?" Hailie's parents shook their heads. "Hailie?" she was checking on the kids. "huh?" she fixed Emma's blanket. "do you want anything from the shop?" she shook her head. "okay, be back soon" she nodded. "hurry back" she smiled. He put his thumb up behind him. Suddenly a fan walked up. "hi. Um. Are you Harry's fiancée?" Hailie looked up. Already she could tell she had a lot of attitude. "uhh.. Yeah, I am" Hailie smiled. The fan sighed. "don't smile at me" Hailie raised her eyebrows sarcastically. "don't give me that look, bitch!" she squirted liquid into Hailie's eyes. Hailie didn't even see her holding a bottle. It burned her eyes. The fan stood on her hand. "I THINK IT'S BEST YOU LEFT HARRY, BITCH!" Hailie stood up, she was much taller than the fan. "I think it's best you left. You don't know what I'm capable of. You really don't want to make me anymore mad than I am now" the fan rolled her eyes, walking off. Hailie sat down, wiping her eyes. It just made it worse. "Hailie, don't touch it honey, I think it's vodka" her mother said. She nodded. Mrs. Anderson got up, walking to the bathroom. "daddy, could you just watch the kids, I can't exactly see right now" she held her hands over her eyes. It really stung. Her father nodded, pulling the stroller towards him. Harry walked up holding his coffee. He sat down beside Hailie. "Hails?" he tried to take down her hands. She wouldn't move them. "Hailie, babe, what's wrong?" she shook her head. That's when her mother walked up with an airport doctor. "May? Why do you have a doctor with you?" the doctor kneeled down in front of Hailie. "to look at her eyes. Some fan of yours squirted vodka into them" Harry looked shocked. He took Hailie's hand. "Hailie, is this true?" she nodded. Harry looked at his feet. "I'm so sorry, Hailie.." the paramedic patted Hailie's shoulder. "they're fine, she just needs to wash them out. I have a mixture here" the doctor pulled out the mixture, a basin, a bottle of water and tissues. As he cleaned her eyes, Harry typed on his phone. He opened twitlonger, pasting his tweet into it. It read;

"@Harry_Styles; Hi guys, just a quick rant. So today, I went to the airport with my fiancée, @Hailiee_xx. Unfortunately, while there, she didn't get treated very fairly. Hailie's mother has told me that a fan was very rude towards her, and squirted vodka in her eyes. Hailie is with a doctor getting her eyes treated as we speak. This has upset me deeply, and I'm sure it's not much fun for Hailie either. All I want to say is, whoever you are, I hope you're very ashamed. I'm very annoyed about this. She's my fiancée, and I love her. I don't expect you to love her, not at all. But I at least want you to respect her. That's all I ask of you. Have some respect for her. Thanks for reading, Harry x"

Harry posted it, and his timeline exploded. RT's, favourites, mentions, you name it. They were all sympathy for Hailie. Except one. One girl kept tweeting hate.

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Wow! What a bitch!

Sorry about how late I posted this chapter..

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