Harry Styles GT imagines

Your A Little Person (human sized)

Craftymagma

Hazy's POV
I never thought this day would come for I finally get to see Harry Styles in concert. Not only that but I also get to go backstage to meet him. I've always wanted to meet Harry so I'm really excited to meet him. But I'm also really nervous because he's so tall and I'm really short. The thing is I have a type of dwarfism called achondroplasia which causes me to be very short at 4'1 and people tend to make fun of me because of it but I try not to let it get to me because I was always taught to love myself for who I am and not let my dwarfism define me. Once I got inside the concert building, I followed the sign to where the meet and greet was and got in line. I can definitely feel eyes were on me which made me feel a little bit uncomfortable but I tried to ignore it. However, as I got closer to meeting Harry, one girl who's 6' tapped my shoulder. "Hey, are you sure you want to meet Harry?" She asked in a very condescending voice. "Umm yes. Why do you ask?" I asked confused. "Well, I'm hear to warn you that Harry doesn't care about short people so do yourself a favor and leave before you get disappointed." I knew that this girl was lying because I've seen plenty of pictures of Harry with short people. "But I don't wanna leave. I'm literally next in line." That's when she cut in front of me. "Not anymore." I was about to snap until Harry came up. "Excuse me, what do you think you're doing?" Asked Harry in anger. "I'm just trying to help this girl realize what's best for her." Said the rude girl. "No. You're being extremely rude. I heard everything you said and all the things you said about me are not true. I love all my fans no matter what size they are. If you don't understand that, then you can leave." I was so relieved when she left after Harry told her off. "Thanks for doing that Harry." I said walking up to him. "No problem. No one should ever be bullied because of their height. You're beautiful." My cheeks turned very red as Harry called me beautiful. "So, what's your name?" Asked Harry. "It's Hazy." I said introducing myself to Harry. "That's a beautiful name. Why don't you go into my dressing room? I've got a few more people to meet so I'll be there in a few minutes." I then got escorted to Harry's dressing room which I didn't expect but I went with it.

Harry's POV
I'm so glad I kicked out that girl that was making fun of another girl for being short. No one deserves to be treated like that. I know that Hazy has achondroplasia which is a type of dwarfism and the fact that people bully those who are much shorter really makes my skin crawl. When I got to my dressing room, I went up to Hazy who is looking in the mirror. "Hey. You ok?" I asked walking up to Hazy. "Yeah. I'm ok." I then gently my hands on her shoulders and held her close to me. "I'm really sorry that girl was mean to you. You didn't deserve that." I said to Hazy. "It's ok, Harry. I've grown used to it at this point." Said Hazy. "Hazy, no one should ever be used to that. She had no right to treat like that. I actually know someone back home who also has dwarfism. She would always come to me crying because people would call her names and tease her because she's so small. She would always tell me that she wishes she was taller but I would always tell her that beauty isn't defined by size or the way you look. Beauty comes from the heart and how good you are as a person and she's one of the sweetest people." I said to Hazy. "What's her name?" Asked Hazy. "Her name is Layla and this is what she looks." I showed Hazy what Layla looked like on my phone. Layla is a little smaller than Hazy and at eye level with my bellybutton. "Well, Layla is very beautiful and she's very lucky to have a friend like you. And I was always told the exact same advice that beauty comes from within. And I may get hurt by what people say from time to time but most of the time I don't let it get to me. The one thing that kept me from breaking down was meeting you." That put a smile on my face at the fact that meeting me made Hazy forget about all the nasty stuff people said about her and gave her a gentle hug. "I really appreciate that, sweetheart." I then leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Why don't you come with me on the rest of the tour with me?" I offered. "You mean it?" She asked excited. "Of course, Hazy. And I promise I won't do bad anything to you and make your experience on tour the best." I said holding her hands. "Thank you so much, Harry. I'd love to go."

Hazy's POV
After the concert, Harry took me to the bus, took it to my house to gather my things, and went back onto the bus to relax. I changed in the bathroom into my pajamas so I can be comfortable before going over to the couch where Harry was. "Well, don't you look adorable." I smiled in response. "Thanks, Harry." I said leaning into Harry. "I always heard that some of the best things come in small packages. You're one of them." Said Harry. "Really? Why's that?" I asked curiously. "Because of how good of a person you are. You're kind, loving, sweet, smart, cute, and you have a good heart. You may be small but you're beautiful." Everything Harry had said was literally the nicest thing anyone has said to me. "That's really sweet, Harry. Thanks." I then gave Harry a hug. "No problem, Hazy." Harry literally had the most gentle touch as I felt his hand rub my back. His hands were huge but very soft and gentle which was nice. If there's such thing as a big friendly giant, it would be Harry. I'm so happy I met Harry and I don't ever want to leave him.