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Preview: Harry and you got into an argument while he was drunk and he slapped you across the face so the next morning you decided to leave and he completely protested against it (Sorry all of these imagines are so angsty)

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I sighed, laying in bed and staring blindly at the ceiling waiting for Harry to come home once again after he goes out clubbing with his friends every night. It's been so constant at the moment, he hasn't spent a proper single moment with me since he got back from tour 2 weeks, it's only been me rubbing his back while he throws up over the toilet every morning and making him food, coffee and giving him painkillers, not a touch of love from his side of the relationship, I was sick of it.

The door clicked from downstairs then I heard keys being fumbled with before Harry must've dropped them as something clattered against the floor. Then a few minutes later the bedroom door swung up "Babeeeee, I'm backkkk" Harry slurred, turning Brie lights on "No shit Sherlock" I scoffed, getting out of bed "What's gottennnn intoo youuuu?" He asked, rolling his eyes and stripping from his clothes into his boxers.

"What's gotten into me?! You're the one who hasn't even fucking touched me since you left for tour 4 months ago!" I yelled, officially pissed, he had pushed me too far "Fucking hell Y/N, not everything's about youuu!" He shouted back at me "No, it may not be, but not even a fucking kiss, or hug, I can't do this anymore if you're not going to offer any love!" I screamed, walking away from him.

Harry grabbed my wrists and spun me back around so I was in his grasp "Don't fucking speak to me like that" he spat, bruising my wrists. "Get off me, you're hurting me!" I cried, squirming around "Stop fucking moving!" He roared and slapped me across the face before letting go of me and getting into bed. I clasped my face, tears sailing down my cheeks.

He hit me.

The next morning I woke up on the couch to the sound of Harry throwing up into the toilet, most likely sober now and forgotten everything that happened last night. I got up and went into a different bathroom, tracing my fingertips along my bruised cheek that was now a deep reddish, purple colour align with my wrists "Bastard.." I whispered, leaving the bathroom and going into he kitchen.

I just began washing the dishes, contemplating on what my next move would be until I heard footsteps coming down the steps and into the kitchen "Baby- why weren't you in bed?" Harry wondered innocently, hugging me from behind. Even though I knew he was sober now, I flinched and he kissed me bruised cheek causing me to wince "Wha- holy shit who did that to you?! I swear I'm going to fucking murder them!" He exclaimed, spinning me around and examining me cheek.

"You did.." I mumbled, backing away from him "I-I did?" Harry chocked, his face collapsing "I-I was drunk- I sw-swear I would n-never do that" he stammered, in shock "But you still did it Harry, and I didn't know what to do last night, because you've been coming home drunk for weeks! Now however I've decided, I'm leaving" I hissed and stormed upstairs.

"N-No baby please!" Harry cried, running after me and standing in the doorway as I packed a suitcase. He started taking things out the suitcase and throwing them across the room "P-Please, if you want me to come with you I will, I'll do whatever you want, just please stay... you're my home Y/N, I don't care where we are, I just care that we're together, I know that now..I will do anything if you stay" he begged, looking at me in the eye.

I paused and looked at him with teary eyes "I can't Haz, you know I can't" I whispered, looking away. "I love you!" He cried, holding my hands. Immediately I pulled them away "Where?!" I yelled "What?" He said.

"Show me! Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it, I can't hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words, Harry listen to me... I forgive you, but I can't forget. 'Cause if you loved me and you did that, what else would you do?" I asked, rubbing my face.

"I did a terrible, stupid, stupid thing, okay? And I'm sorry. I wish I can take it back, but I can't. Y/N, I love you so much" he apologised, taking my hands again "I think you should go.." I suggested.

"You said there was nothing so big that we couldn't work past it together.." "Yeah, well what the hell did I know?!" "Look look, there's gotta be a way we can work past this, okay? I can't imagine my life without you, darling" he stated, his breathing uncontrolled. "No, I can't. You're a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody that would never, ever hurt me. It can't- it doesn't matter what you say or do, Harry, it's it's changed everything... forever" I protested.

"You once asked who I loved most in this world, it's you Y/N.." Harry finished, gazing at me with desperate eyes. I sighed a bit my lip, wincing ever so slightly and I rubbed my cheek "I don't know Harry, how will I know you won't ever do it again?" I wondered, slumping down on the end of the bed with slouched shoulders.

He knelt down in front of me and took my hands with teary eyes "Because I love you Y/N, so so much, and I promise you can trust me, I'll never ever lay a hand on you again, I promise I won't even touch you if you don't want me, just please I need you in my life" he begged, kissing my knuckles and holding them to his cheek. "I told you I have forgiven you Harry.. but every night you come home drunk and it is so tiring and mentally draining, what if you keep doing that and you do worse next time... what-what if-" I stuttered "I promise I won't, I'll stop drinking, I won't go near a drop of alcohol if you stay with me, please, don't think like that, I swear I will never do anything again!" He begged, sobbing silently to himself.

"You have one more chance Harry" I warned him and he nodded vigorously before getting up and sitting on my lap, his legs either side of my waist. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly as he did with me and nuzzled his head into my neck "Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love you so much" he apologised. "I love you too Haz.."

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