Harry's POV
It was the day that I started regretting since the day I found out. I was to start packing for the tour. Ariana and I just had breakfast as the suitcase that I laid out was still empty. Ariana was on the couch looking through twitter as she started to cry.
"What's the matter, hun?" I came over and kissed her reassuringly.
"You know how I went out to get my cravings that one time when I was alone?" She choked on some tears. "Well I ran into a fan there and now there's rumours about me being pregnant all around the internet. I didn't want them to know. Since there's the news of me pregnant again, I'm getting a ton of hate comments saying that I'm only with you and having this baby to make my reputation look good from my past mistakes. Then they're also saying that I cheated on you and that this baby isn't actually yours. I mean..... how could they."
She broke down as she tried to get more words out of her mouth but couldn't. I hugged her as I tried to calm her down.
"Hey baby. Shhhhhhh. It's alright. I know for the complete truth that this baby is mine." I put my hand down on her bump that seemed to grow even more. "I will love you forever, the hate comments are just people who're dealing with bad stuff and can't find a healthy way to project that anger. I love you two so very much. I can't wait to have this baby with you. I can't wait until we're together as a family. You're gonna be an amazing mother."
I picked up her phone. "Here. Let's see." I scrolled through her twitter.
There were a ton of hate comments. All of them were saying about how I'm gonna leave her for a model like Gigi Hadid or is gonna go ahead date one of the girls from the Kardashians. Then there was one that really stabbed me in the heart.
There was a twitter account that was named 'ArianaStylesGoldDiggerSl*tBag'. A tweet had followed along with it saying 'Ariana Styles would be an abusive mother. If she can't feed herself, how the hell is she gonna feed a child? Should've gotten it aborted. I can't believe that Harry Styles would even agree to have a baby with her. I mean seriously, he's a 10 and she's a no good rotten dirty scum bag. She's in the negatives.' My heart broke. I couldn't believe that she was going through this type of hate from certain people that had the audacity to call themselves a fan of 1D. I breathed and looked at her.
"Why didn't you tell me about all this hate? I can't believe that you're going through this. You don't deserve this." My voice broke as I placed the phone on the little desk side beside the couch.
"You're gonna be an amazing mum again. I promise you, I'll make sure that not only you but our child has enough to eat. That even means if I don't eat. The two of you are coming first. You two are my first priority's" I kissed her on the head as she cried into my chest.
"I don't want you to leave, Haz. I want you to stay home. I'm afraid of possibly relapsing." She started to cry harder and harder.
All I could do in the moment was to hug her tightly and just be there for her. I heard her phone ping as a message from Twitter rolled in. I picked up her phone and looked at it. Ashton seemed to have said something back to the mean tweet.
"@ArianaStylesGoldDiggerSl*tBag: Saying that someone should've gotten an abortion just because you don't like them is the most selfish thing I've ever heard. It disgusts me to see these kind of comments." I smiled as I could tell that Ariana was calming down. "Do you think Sarah handled that well?"
I looked down to see that she had started to doze off. She nodded slightly as I picked her up and brought her into the bed. Duke came with us as he jumped I'm in the bed and laid his head on Y/N's collar bone armpit area. I took this time to my advantage as I looked in my closet for different clothing items. I pulled pants and t shirts from their hangers. I looked over the verity of clothing that I had still left of the hooks. Our thing for when I left for tour was that whatever I didn't bring with me on tour she was able to wear to calm herself down. We thought of the agreement on my first tour without her by my side.
"Harry?" I walked over to where Ariana was lying down in bed. "Why do I have to get the most hate? Sarah is loved by fans and rarely ever get any hate. So why do I have to deal with all of it? Do I deserve it?"
Her eyes pooled with tears again as I hugged her and she cried even more.
"You don't deserve the hate that you get. I'm also pretty sure that the other girls get a ton of hate as well. Just remember, Sarah doesn't just have the 5sos fans to worry about. She also has her own fanbase to worry about too. Trust me, Ari. The hate that you're getting is just because all of ya boys are taken and getting married. The people who're hating are the people who're jealous of us. They want to date me and grow old with me. The only person I want to grow old with is you. You're the best and I love you very much. I made sure to leave some of my cologne here with some shirts and I'll be leaving most of my sweaters here as well." I kissed her forehead and she seems to settle down.
"I love you, Haz. I'd probably be dead if it weren't for you saving me." She looked up into my eyes and kissed me lightly. "I'll never be able to repay you for that."
"Giving me a family is gonna be just enough." I smiled as we kissed lightly with Toulouse getting in between us.
Ariana and I spent the rest of the day cuddling and sitting outside I'm the sun. Once night time hit, Ariana had fallen asleep as soon as her body touched the mattress. I'd taken off my clothing and slipped into bed with just my underwear. I kissed Ariana's shoulder and fell asleep.
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Living with One Direction (Hariana)
FanfictionAriana Grande has been in boy band One Direction since 2010 and she is completely unaware that one of the boys likes her. In which Ariana Grande is the sixth member of the British/Irish boy band One Direction
