Brooklyn Beckham imagine's

♡he hits you♡

Y/n POV
Brooklyn had been acting differently lately and I'm kind of worried, he hasn't been Home in 2 days and I see him every now and then on the streets with people I don't know and we have a 9week old son who he is meant to help me look after.
week later
Brooklyn finally is home but all he Is doing is sleeping or on the computer. Brooklyn came in to the living room today
"Babe? Why haven't you been home for over a week?"
"I've just been out, and I'm going out in a minute."
"Where age you going?"
"I'm going out"
"But where?"
"I SAID IM GOING OUT"
"Brooklyn you have a 10week old son who needs a father, you wouldn't like it if your father abounded you would you?"
"Are you saying I'm a bad farther."
"Erm..." before I could finish a hard hand had met my face
Brooklyn's pov
Shit I just hit y/n
"I'm sorry babe."
She turned her back and started sobbing.
"Please baby, I've been a bad father and a bad boyfriend." I said wrapping my arms around her waist.
"Just please stay at home with me and help me look after him."
"Okay I will babe, I promise."
She turned her face and I cupped my hands in her face and kissed her