Friday nights were the best. But not when you have my type of boyfriend. He goes by the name Harry Styles. He’s the sweetest guy I know. But he’s such a lazy ass person. He never helps me clean the flat that we live in and he always texts his friends. Anyways… Friday nights, was it? I came home from a long day at work at yogurt land. And I came home to see Harry. Just sitting there. Watching MTV The Challenge. “Hey” is all he mumbles to me as I set down my stuff and lock the door.
OMFG!!! I am so f**king tired of him taking advantage of me! I try to calm myself down as I say, “Harry. Can you please try harder to help clean up around this place?” He stands up and to my surprise, gets mad. “Y/N you always complain so much! Just play the role of the house wife and shut up!!!” That’s it. I can’t take it anymore. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO TAKES CARE OF THIS PLACE! YOU JUST SIT THERE WITH YOUR LAZY ASS TAGGING ALONG!” Harry walks over to me and takes his hand back and slaps me in the face. Pain starts to flood over my face as my hand hovers over it. “Oh my god… I’m so sorry. I-“I cut him off. Then I soon whisper, “What did I do to you…?”
*Hope y’all liked it! Twas my first imagine or story or…thing… -_- lol but I hope you continue reading my thingies!!!*
