Harry Styles Imagines

17- Busy

The day started out good. Just me, Harry, and our daughter eating breakfast as a family which hardly happens considering Harry has been busy a lot lately. Then our daughter had to go to school and that's when the fighting started again. We've been fighting a lot lately and I hated it.

"Why can't you just take one night off to spend time with your family and go to our daughters play?" I asked him. Our daughter was in theater and did school plays every so often and and Harry hardly ever attended them which she hated.

"I can't just drop my plans y/n! You know I'm busy and hard working to provide for my family." He said as he walked away from me.

"I know but I don't see why you can't take a few hours away from the studio to come to the play." I walked behind him following him up the stairs to our shared room.

Harry sat down on his side of the bed then looked up at me. "I'm sorry but y'all can get over it." He said in a aggravated tone, looking away from me.

That's when I was about to snap. "Why do you have to be busy all the time? You never have time for your family and I hate it! I would have never married you if I knew you'd blow your family off every night for work!"

Harry looked up at me real quick. I kinda regretted what I said but at the same time I didn't because it wasn't fair how he was treating us like we don't matter to him. "What the hell y/n?" He yelled.

"Well you know it's true!" I said with a tear running down my face. I hated how bad things had gotten in this moment.

"I know and I'm sorry. I'll try to be better." Harry said looking down at the floor.

"Will you really?" I asked in a soft tone looking over to Harry who looked up at me with a calm look on his face.

"Yes, I promise I will. I promise next event I will be there in the front row cheering our little girl on." He said hugging me.

I knew that was the man I married and loved so much.