Personal Imagines

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@ChrizzaZ

"you don't deserve Harry your too old"

"your just as bad as Flack"

"eww your ugly, craddle snatcher'

You read out one after another the tweets that were constantly flooding into your interactions off Harry's fans.

"whats wrong boo?" Harry said suddenly walking into the room

"nothing" you quickly said trying to go off of twitter but Harry managed to take your phone from you.

Suddenly as Harry scrolled down you twitter his face got red and his face was in a scowl. It was extremely sexy but it also worried you, despite you being older than Harry he was always the one that protected you while you hid in the shadows, like now where you chose to ignore the hateful words from 'fans' you knew Harry would go on twitter and fight back but surely they would hate you even more.

"Im so sorry baby i..I didn't know this was going on, Fuck sake" he yelled throwing a cup from one side of the room the glass shattering and juice going over the soft white carpet.

"Harry!" you yelled taking a hold of his hand

"I should be there to protect you" you said looking down at you his eyes watering

"im a big girl, just don't do anything stupid" you warned and he nodded

Harry lay in bed with you spoon feeding you ice-cream until you fell asleep watching the notebook in his arms after being so emotional exhausted earlier in the day.

When you woke up Harry wasn't there, you picked up your phone and you had numerous interactions from twitter.

As much as you would love to say "I don't care" you always made your self look at the hurtful words

'We are sorry'

'sorry about all the mean things we said'

'sorry about what I said it was wrong'

'you and Harry are great together'

'I guess we are just jealous you are beautiful! '

...

You were suprised to say the least but it was a good suprised.

You instantly went to Harry's twitter and there was a picture..from like the notepad on an iphone because he couldn't fit what he wanted to say in 140 characters.

hi.

Harry here, and I wanted to talk to you about a pressing matter.

My Girlfriend Chrizza.

I don't care if you don't like her and to be honest you would all love to be her but not because she is my girlfriend just because she is beautiful and smart she is too beautiful for that matter to be sat worrying and crying due to the harsh words.

Im sick and tired of it and not taking it any more so if you really want to call yourselves 'fans' then act like it and accept that im happy

Don't you want that is that it do you want me to be miserable?

if you really feel bad then I want you to get

#WeAreSorryChrizza

Trending for her. it isn't too much to ask

Harry

Sure enough #WeAreSorryChrizza was trending. You walked downstairs in a hope that you could find Harry.

The lights were all off but you could see a glowing light so you walked in to see Harry sat at the table with candles and roses on your seat.

Harry had cooked you a meal and when you had eaten it he stood up and took your hands into his

"im sorry you had to go through that, it won't happen again and to prove to my fans that im serious..." Harry took a deep breath and got onto one knee

"Christina, Marry me?" he asked with an award winning smile

"yes...yes I will" you screamed excitedly jumping into his arms

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