Harry Styles BSM/DDM Imagines

Do not listen to his music Pt2/DDM

Here is part 2.Hope you like it.😊

Y/N age:16
Harry DDM:Do not listen to his music pt2

Y/N POV

I sat in my bedroom for about an hour now,I stopped crying,but I was still hurt physically and emotionally,my arms and shoulders were still slightly throbbing,but I was just fine.I cant believe I told my dad I hated him.Did I really hate him?No,he's my dad,I can't hate him,but he hurted me.A knock on my door brought me back to reality.I knew it was my dad."Go away!"I yelled,my voice horase from all the crying."Please,honey.I need to talk to you."I heard my dad's raspy voice coming from the other side of the door.I got off my bed and wiped under my eyes a bit,and made my way towards the door.I unlocked it and swung it open revealing my dad with red puffy eyes and a tear stained face.He looked down at me,and a tear slipped down his right cheek,but he quickly wiped it away."May I come in?"My dad asked,I opened the door wider for him to come in,he entered my bedroom and took a seat on my sofa,in the corner of my room.I stood in front of him with my arms crossed over my chest.I may look confident right now,but inside i was still hurt and broken."What do you want?"I asked him,he looked up at me and sighed,putting his face in his hands,as I heard a sob leave him.I all of a sudden felt terrible,I don't know why,but I did.My dad got off the sofa and stood in front of me,taking my face in his hands."I'm sorry,baby.I'm so so so sorry.I don't know what got into me,you know I would never hurt you in any way.I had a really hard day at the studio,and i guess I let my anger out on you.I'm so sorry."My dad said,more tears running down his face."That's not a excuse,dad.You still hurted me."I say,taking his hands off my face.He looked hurt."I'm sorry."He said,looking down.But then he looked back up at me."Do you really hate me?"Dad asked me,which made tears brim in my eyes.I dont hate him.He's my dad,I could never hate him.I shook my head,"No,I don't hate you,dad.I'm sorry I said that.''I say,looking up at him.He gave me a small smile,before raising his left hand up to my right cheek,caressing it softly."I love you,baby girl.Don't forget that,okay"Dad said.I nodded"I wont"I say,not saying 'I love you'back to him.He frowned a little,and then sighed,making his way out of my room.When i was sure he was downstairs,i let the tears fall down my face.I decided to take a quick shower and go to bed since it was already late.

*4 Hours Later*

I moved to my right,and then to my left.God!I can't fall asleep at all.I feel guilty for some reason,but I don't know why.I decided to get up and go downstairs for a cup of tea.I reached the last step of the staircase,and I saw that the light in the living room and in the kitchen is on,that's when I saw my dad sitting on the couch with a mug of something in his hand,as he looked blankly into space.I went over to the side of the couch,seeing that he didn't realise that I was there."Dad"I say,making him jump and spill his tea all over."Oh my god,I'm sorry."I say,quickly taking the cloth from the kitchen counter and wiping the couch off.My dad's shirt was completely soaked,as he was standing in the middle of the room,holding the front of his shirt up high in attempt to dry it off.I finished drying the couch and went over to the kitchen,putting the,now wet cloth,on the counter.I went back to the living room,seeing my dad not there anymore,i sighed and decided to finally make that tea of mine.

I took a sip from my warm tea,just as my dad entered the kitchen with a new dry shirt on.When he saw me he smiled at me.I smiled back,taking another sip of my tea.

"What are you doing up,sweety?"My dad asked me as he put the water to boil,for probably his new tea."I couldn't sleep"I say,leaving out the part that I felt bad for him and that I just want to hug him right now."Oh...okay"My dad said,as he put the hot water in a mug.I felt tears brim in my eyes.What's wrong with me?I looked at my dad,seeing him looking down at his mug."D-daddy..."I stuttered,my voice just above a whisper.Dad looked up at me,and he had a shocked expression on his face."What?What's wrong kitten?Is everything alright?"My dad asked me,immediately running towards me and taking my face in his hands,as tears were streaming down my face. "I-im-m s-sorry,d-dad."I sobbed,my dad sighed."Honey,you have nothing to be sorry for."Dad said looking me directly in the eyes."I'm the one who has to be sorry for hurting you,and all because a stupid CD.You have nothing to be sorry for,okay."My dad said,as he caressed my cheek.I nodded,wrapping my arms around his waist,hugging him tightly.I felt my dad's arms wrap around my back,as he hugged me back.After about 10 minutes,i pulled away,wiping my tears.I looked up at my dad,"I love you daddy."I say,smiling at him.He smiled back,as he leaned down placing a soft kiss to my forehead."I love you too,baby."My dad said,as he caressed my arm,which made me flinch.My dad immediately pulled his hand away,and looked down at my left arm,which was lightly purple,since I was wearing a short sleeved shirt,you could easily see the bruise.My dad lowered his hand down,and softly caressed my arm."I'm so sorry."My dad's voice cracked."I'm fine dad,really."I say,smiling."But,i have a question."I said,hiding a smile.Dad looked at me and nodded for me to continue."Can i still listen to Justin's music?"I asked,as he sighed,but nodded anyway."Thanks dad"I say giving him a hug."Y/N..."My dad said."Hmm"I hummed in response."I promise that I will never let myself raise my hand on you,okay."My dad said.I smiled nodding.Ant it was true,my dad never raised his hand on me ever again,he kept his promise.❤

Crap ending,i know.But I hope you enjoyed it anyway.Vote,Comment and Share.Oh,and please comment.I have gotten like only one comment.Please let me know what you think.Bye☺