Harry Styles Imagines x

59. "I hate when we fight"

Summary: you and Harry making up after a small fight

You could have cut the tension with a knife if you were in this room right now. The silence was loud, only the sounds of Harry getting himself ready for bed was what filled the room. Harry and I didn't fight often. People often think we never fight and are the perfect couple, but if a relationship didn't include altercations, it's not a healthy relationship. It's how you deal with it which is what determines whether it's a healthy relationship or not. The fight wasn't over anything big, it was simply the stress of the day for both of us and we ended up taking it out on each other. Typically if one of us had a stressful day, we have each other for comfort and support, but if both of us are stressed, we end up taking it out on each other. We ended up fighting over dinner about house chores which resulted in Harry storming off into his home office. I ended up clearing our dinner up and cleaning the kitchen myself as a few tears leaked from my eyes. Afterwards I went straight upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. I sat and read my book for a little while and then turned my light off to try and sleep. But I couldn't get comfortable. I heard Harry's office door open and him begin to get ready for bed. I expected him to sleep in the guest room but instead I felt a dip in the bed as he climbed in. I didn't say anything, I just lay there with my back to him. We both sat there wide awake, not being able to sleep. I suddenly felt an arm gently wrapping around me. I didn't want to give into to him trying to sort things out, but I'm weak, I wanted to cuddle up with him and sleep in his arms as we do every night. I knew I'd had a shit sleep if I didn't give in. I turned over to face him, both his arms wrapped around me pulling me into his chest. We lay there for a few minutes before I heard Harry whisper "I'm sorry baby". I looked up at him, resting my chin on his chest. "I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to get angry at you". You could feel the tension lift from the room. "I think we've both had a long day and took it out on each other". I nodded moving up slightly so I could kiss him on the lips. His hand gently caressed my cheek while his other lay on my back. " I love you" I whispered, smiling at him. "I love you too". I lay back on Harry's chest as we got cuddled up under the duvet. "I hate when we fight" I mumbled as I felt myself finally getting comfortable. "Me to baby"