"Stop""I said stop! Mah god what's gotten into you?" His large hands snatched the bottle from her smaller ones as he threw it away making it shatter into tiny pieces. The alcohol ruining the wooden floor that she loved so much.
Her body shook terribly as she held her legs to her chest and cried as quietly as possible her heart screaming for someone to help her but nobody sees it not even him.
"Please love lets get you to bed, doesn't that sound as a good idea? It's warm and very comfy" he said soothingly as he tried to carry her fragile body, she squirmed a bit as he kept shushing her telling her that it's going to be okay until her arms wrapped around his neck and her head fell in his shoulder. Her eyes slowly closed as she drifted into deep slumber.
He carefully laid her on their bed, laying down beside her, he covered them, softly tangled his limps with hers as he kissed her head multiple times very lightly so he won't wake her up.
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Few days later
"Salve, hot stuff" his Latin accent was clear as day as he leaned down to kiss her, her lips immediately reacted to his as she felt him smirk. The loud music filled the air as the smoke, alcohol, and the sweat smell filled their lungs. The club was full until its very end, every corner held people either making out or having a quickie, everybody was drunk as fuck just like she was, her eyes barely opening but she was on fire her body not wanting anything more but this sexy Latin dude that she just met. Her legs wrapped themselves around his torso and slowly grind her hips as she received a deep moan from him making her happy.
Soon enough he was pulling her to one of the room so that they would have their freedom.
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She slowly opened her eyes as she adjusted to the bright light that was coming from The window, a yawn slipped from her soft lips as a headache raged through her brain, she groaned standing up as she noticed that she was completely naked her eyes trailed back to the bed as she found some guy laying there just as naked as she were, tears filled her eyes as she cursed once again "way to go y/n, way to go" she thought to herself as she picked her clothes quickly wearing them and hurriedly left the place. Her feet carried her back to their house were her loyal, perfect husband laid waiting for her worriedly. She didn't just feel embarrassed she felt ashamed and disgusting she was whore, a slut. ever since her beautiful baby died she couldn't handle it, she couldn't breath without remembering every sweet memory of her little angle, and there was one way and one way only that got her out of it, Alcohol, it made her forget how she felt, it made her forget who she is and for the short time it happened she felt at peace and she couldn't stop the feeling. So she continued what she was doing not looking at how bad she was becoming.
She slowly opened the door of their house that they picked together, everything in this house they got together. Tears slipped from her eyes as she tightly closed them remembering the memories of them shopping and going into different cities to get what they want, it was really stressful but it turned out beautifully. She felt his arms wrap themselves tightly around her as a sob left her trembling lips, she immediately clutched into him hiding her tired face in his chest. His hands held her against him as tightly as possible his muscles relaxing knowing that she was safe and sound but his heart was aching with every tear that left her eyes, he kept soothing her through rubbing her back softly, kissing her head lightly.
"Come back baby, come back to me" His said in a deep hoarse voice from not speaking for two to three days he have been waiting for her to come home not talking to anyone but himself and his thoughts was eating up his mind. Every fiber in her body broke at how sad he sounded at how desperate he was. She was no good for him anymore but he believed otherwise.
"We can't pass this Harry" her small hands fisted his shirt tightly trying not to break once again as she softly sniffed.
"No! Don't say that! I know we can do it I know we can" he pulled her chin up to make her look at him and how serious he was but she was unamended and he was broken they can't fix each other it's just too late.
Her head shook lightly as tears filled her eyes once again her knees failing to carry her as they both sat on the floor too tired to stand.
"Give us another chance baby please" he stroked her cheek softly as she leaned on his hand holding it in hers kissing it multiple times as she closed her eyes missing him and his gentle touch.
She opened her eyes to look at him as she nodded lightly seeing his beautiful breathtaking smile break through as he hugged her tightly kissing her face trillions of times until she giggled a bit, his heart feeling lighter at the sound as he kissed her with everything he had in his body as she kissed him back not wasting another moment.
"Forgive me?"
"You've been always forgiven"
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Harry styles imagines
FanfictionShort imagines of Mr Harry styles being different a different person in different places with different people in every story. Please Be my guest. Enjoy:)