Harry Styles Imagines

17.Because I Love You

Song of the chapter:
Act like you love me by Shawn Mendes
Love me or Leave me by Little Mix

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"Open the door!" Harry shouted banging the door. I took a deep breath before I opened the door. And as what I expected, he's drunk again. He shoved me and I hit the door. I ignored it and closed the door.

"Drunk again?" I muttered mostly to myself.

"What do you care?!" He shouted.

"Maybe because I'm your wife." I whispered.

"Just my wife." He said and went upstairs to our room. I was left alone in the living room.

I'm kinda used at this situation. A year after our wedding, he just became a total asshole. He went home late, drunk and would just shout at me or beat me and didn't even say sorry. My friends sometimes said he'd been cheating on me, but I just ignored them not because I didn't believe them but because I love Harry too much and I don't know how to live without him so I endured all the beating and all the harsh words. Even when the times we had sex, I felt the love isn't there anymore .It makes me remember the first time it happen.

Flashback

I heard the door swung open from the kitchen and I hurried and saw Harry. He's so drunk and so wasted.

"What happen to you?!" I said walking closer to him.

"You don't fucking care okay?!" He shouted.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Just shut your fuckin mouth up!" He barks. I was taken back.

"You're just dru-" I was cut off by a slap on my right cheek. I held it and felt its heatness. I looked up at him, hoping he would say sorry but he just rolled his eyes.

"I told you to shut up." Then he walked upstairs.

I slid down the wall while crying so hard, I can't believe he could do that. I cried more hoping he would hear, run downstairs and comfort me and apologize. But he didn't. I loved him but this happened.

I woke up on the couch and I saw Harry about to go to work. I expect him to say sorry because of last night but he just looked at me.

"I'm leaving now." He said sternly and got out of the house. It made me cry more. He seems to remember but he didn't apologize.

End of flashback ~~~

"Hey Y/N, make me some breakfast." A voice said waking me up.

I opened my eyes and saw Harry and I sat up. I rubbed my eyes and went to the kitchen. I pulled the bacon out of the freezer and got some eggs. I cooked in silent and I glanced at Harry, holding his phone. I finished cooking and put it in front of him.

"The last breakfast I'm gonna cook you." I said which made him look at me.

"What the fuck did you said?!" He asked standing up. I took a deep breath before I continued.

"I'm getting tired Harry." I looked down at my feet.

"Then why didn't you left me before?! Why did you still stay when you're just getting tired?!" He shouted.

"BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" I shouted making his eyes grew big. "I love you. Even after everything you do. I endured all the harsh words, the beating, those times we had sex with no love and mostly when you're cheating on me. I didn't listen to my friends not because I don't believe them but because I can't picture my life without you. I'm tired of you getting home at night, wasted and just shout and slap me out of nowhere. That's how much I love you Harry." Tears rolling down my cheeks. I looked at him and saw a poker face. "I wish I could be better for you. I wish I could make you happy so that you don't need to find someone else. I love you and I won't stop. Until my last breath, I would die loving you Harry. But I can't just stay in this cruel place accepting all your slaps, punches and harsh words all my life. I can't do that."

"So you're leaving?" He asked. I nodded. He nodded as well but I saw he's tearing.

"But I still won't lose hope on us. I love you Harry." I said and I hugged him. He didn't hugged back but didn't pushed me away as well. I let go of him and walked towards the door. I turned around at him, he's watching me.

"If you ever changed your mind and IF," I emphasized the 'if', "if you decided to love me and start over again, you know where to find me. Just knock on my door. I promise, I'll be waiting." That's the last thing I said before i ran out of the house and hurried to my car, I took a final look at the house. I went inside the car and wiped away my tears and drove off.

I will really wait for him.