Harry Styles Imagine

This has made me realise; I don't wanna lose you

Part 10:

"Harry Styles rekindles his love with girlfriend Hailie Anderson!"

"Harry Styles; player, or serious romancer?"

"Harry makes it up with Hailie, one question, is it pregnancy?"

"knocked 'er up, Styles?"

These were the headlines Harry was scoffing at over his breakfast. They had to postpone their tour as Zayn fell ill last minute. Harry had intended on going on twitter to apologise, but instead these headlines caught his eye. How on earth did they know him and Hailie were back together?.. He bet Liam had something to do with it. He logged onto twitter, checked his mentions as usual, and went into the trends. "HarryThePlayer", "YouDeserveBetter", "TwoYearsDon'tMatter", and "PossiblePregnancy" were the four top trending topics that caught his eye. He was reading through the #PossiblePregnancy ones when he felt arms wrap around his body, and lips on his neck. He sighed shakily, and got up. He turned to see his gorgeous girl, Hailie, standing there in her gym clothes. Her hair was up and she had no makeup on. He loved her when she was exercising, she was beautiful. "you know, twitter is such a stupid website" she logged off and clicked the x in the corner to shut down the computer. "I agree" Harry said. She grabbed the front of Harry's t-shirt. "I really hate this t-shirt on you, baby" he looked down at her hand. "you do, do you?" he said seductively. Harry and Hailie always flirted even though they were in a relationship. She nodded. "I hate it so much, I just can't look at it" she took it off him, leaving him in just his boxers. "much better" she winked. She kissed him, wrapping one leg around his and tangling her fingers in his hair. He put his hands up her strap top, running his finger along the crease in her back. "ugh, get a room, you two, I'll be sick all over my toast!" they heard Liam's voice as he entered the kitchen with Danielle. "Liam! Leave them alone, they're in love!" Harry's hands stayed up Hailie's top, and she took them out. "we'll finish this later" she said, winking. Harry laughed, and let her go. She walked over to the cupboard, and reached up for a glass. Harry walked by, and smacked her ass. She turned around. "mine" he growled, then laughed, walking out of the room. Hailie shook her head. "that boy, I'll have him murdered someday" her and Danielle began talking as Liam turned on the laptop. He logged onto twitter, and looked at the trends. "Hailie, have you seen these?" he scrolled through the trends. "only a few" Liam looked at her uncertainly. "they're about my weight aren't they?" Liam nodded. She shook her head. "then I don't wanna read them. I know exactly what they say" Liam nodded again, and Hailie went outside to start running. She ran for miles, she had no idea where she was going or how long for. All she knew was, she was losing weight.

She hadn't eaten anything in six days, and she was pretty happy with herself. Harry was starting to notice her skipping meals and binning things, though. Everytime he'd go to her house, she'd be cleaning out the kitchen cupboards. On Friday, the sixth day of her "diet", she wasn't feeling so hot. She had fainted already, and kept getting dizzy when she walked. She had done her run, and was now cleaning out her fridge. She had gone off some stuff, and was throwing them out. The bin was beside her, and the door was open, so she couldn't see the kitchen door. "bye cheese, bye butter, bye milk, bye.. Whatever you are" she laughed to herself. She tied the bag, closed the door, and screamed when she saw Harry sitting there twiddling his thumbs. She dropped the bag, and held her hand on her chest. "Harry, you scared the absolute shit out of me!" she pulled up her jeans, which she was having to do a lot now, and threw the bag out. "dyou wanna drink?" she said to Harry. "no, I'm quite hungry actually. Do you have anything to eat?" Hailie froze. No, Harry, I don't, cause I've thrown everything out bar crackers, vegetables, fruit and salad. "uhh. Yeah, have a look babe" she closed the utility door, and started tidying up her weights. As she went to get the box off the top shelf, she stood up too fast, and blacked out. Harry saw her fall. "Hailie, you alright love?" he called. When she didn't answer, he got a bit worried. He worried even more when he walked into her room to see her on the floor. "Hailie? Hailie?!" he pulled out his phone. "hello, emergency services, what is your emergency?" Harry began to panic. What if she wasn't okay? "hello, my girlfriend has collapsed on her bedroom floor. Yes. She's 19. Yes she lives on her own. 25 Golden Avenue. Thank you, bye" he held Hailie tightly. "don't worry baby, the ambulance is coming, and I'm gonna get the boys and the girls and everything will be okay" he whispered slowly into her ear. "please be okay, I just got you back. Please" the sirens could be heard outside. Harry lifted her outside, and he got into to the ambulance with her. When they got to the hospital, Harry was made wait outside, and the lads and the girls ran in. Harry explained what happened, as much as he knew that is. They all sat down, and hoped Hailie was okay. The sliding doors open behind them. "hello, nurse, I'm looking for Hailie Anderson?" the receptionist looked up. "are you family?" the voice hesitated. "yeah, I'm her brother" the nurse pointed to a map on the wall. "room 17, honey. Hurry" Harry looked behind him. Callum. He ran off down the hall, and Harry followed him. "CALLUM!" he turned around, and his expression changed from worried and frantic to angry and confused. "what're YOU doing here?!" he said, running into room 17. "here with Hailie!" Harry answered, following him in. "same!" Callum said, and shut the door in Harry's face. Great. Now he was going to have to wait ages before seeing her. He walked back to the desk. "excuse me, that man that just went to room 17?" Harry said to the nurse. "yeah, what about him?" she replied impatiently. All the boys and their girlfriends turned around to see what he was doing. "he's not actually her brother" the nurse smiled. "look, it's cute that you can't wait to see your woman, but I'm very busy here" Harry smiled back. "his name is Callum Longfield, she's Hailie Anderson. She's blond, he's brunette. He has brown eyes, she has blue" the nurse sighed. "I can't do anything now, he's in" Harry opened his mouth to protest. "watch it sweety, or I won't let you in at all!" that stopped him. He sat down beside Niall, who patted his shoulder. "she'll be alright" and smiled. That was the first time they had spoken in a week and a half. Callum came down the hall, and nodded to all the lads. "uhh.. Styles?" he looked up "Longfield?" he smirked. "she wants to see you" Harry got up, and walked past Callum, but not before Callum grabbed his arm. "oh, and if you ever hurt her again, I hope you know what's coming to you. I'd give anything to be in your position right now. You are so lucky. Don't fuck it up like last time" Harry nodded. "I'll remember that" he smiled at Callum before opening the room 17 door and walking in. Hailie was hooked up to an IV, and a heart monitor. She was pale and she looked drained. There was a bucket beside her, and already half full. "hey" she smiled. Harry kissed her cheek and sat down. He took her hand and kissed it. "hiya" he said back. "what happened me, Harry?" Hailie asked. "you collapsed" Hailie looked at her lap. "collapsed?" Harry nodded. "you really scared me, I thought I was gonna lose you" Hailie closed her eyes. "babe?" she smiled. "I'm really sorry" a tear formed at the corner of her eye. Harry wiped it off. "don't be. I don't know why you collapsed though-" he was interrupted by the nurse and doctor walking in. "well Miss Anderson, you gave us quite a scare" he said, his expression softening as he saw their hands interlinked. "I know, I am sorry" he nodded. "well, that's okay. We did some test, and the reason you collapsed-" she held up her hand. "I don't want to know" he inhaled sharply. "it's very important that you do, and I'm sure your boyfriend wants to know also" he looked at Harry. Harry nodded, and gently squeezed Hailie's hand. "alright, but I think I know why I collapsed" the nurse looked up from her clipboard. "you do?" she was surprised. Hailie nodded. "it's because I haven't eaten in 6 days isn't it?" the doctor nodded. "I'm afraid so, but I-" Harry stood up. "6 days?! Are- are you crazy? You trying to kill yourself? Do you hate yourself that much?" Hailie began crying. "Harry no-" he interrupted her. "Hailie, do you not understand this is SCARY?!" she nodded. "of course I do, but-" once again, he interrupted her. "there's no but about it!" as he opened his mouth to say more, Liam and Louis walked in, grabbed Harry by the bicep and collar, dragging him out. Hailie relaxed. Harry was really beginning to frighten her. "Miss Anderson, I suggest you begin eating again. You do know the risks of not eating?" she nodded. "stomach ulcer, slow or non-working metabolism, etcetera" the doctor nodded. "but there's one more" Hailie looked up at him. "infertility" her eyes widened. "I- I didn't know" he patted her shoulder. "well, now you do. We have devised a plan to keep you healthy so that doesn't happen, okay?" she nodded, taking the plan. "thank you, doctor" he nodded, and he and the nurse walked out. Hailie slid further under the covers. This wasn't going to be easy.

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