"That's it Francis!! I can't take this anymore!" You yelled at the oblivious blonde, stomping up the stairs.
You were tired, tired of the laziness, the late nights, the carelessness, the lying.
The obsessing attitude, demanding you to do things for him. You just couldn't take it anymore.
"What did I do?!" He asked harshly, his footsteps following yours.
You walked over to the closet and pulled out some clothes for you and s/n, and threw them in a bag.
"H-Hey where do you think you're going?!" You look at him angrily.
"I'm leaving! And I'm taking s/n with me!" You said, still stuffing the bag with clothes.
"Where do you think you're gonna stay?! Huh?! You have no where else to go!!"
You stop momentarily to answer his question.
"I'm gonna stay at f/n's. She'll let me and the baby stay there for a while."
You zip up the bag and start to walk out of the room to pick up s/n.
"I'm not letting you leave me ______!!" He grabs your hand, and pulls you back to him.
You try to pull away from his grip, but he was stronger than you.
"Francis let me go!" You yelled struggling to get away. "No, I won't.." he stated calmly.
"Francis if you don't let go so help me God..." you said, continuing to try and get away from him.
"I'm not letting you leave me..." He said bringing You into a hug, holding You tightly.
You start rapidly hitting his chest, trying to yourself away from him. "_____...please stop fighting me..."
You slowly bring my hands to a stop, until they rest on his chest.
"Idiot..." tears streamed down your face and onto his shirt.
"WHY CAN'T YOU SEE! YOU CAN'T APOLOGIZE FOR EVERY FUCKING THING!" You screamed.
You pushing him harshly, finally breaking away from him.
You glare at him for a second before grabbing the bag on the bed and running down the stairs.
You wipe You eyes with your sleeve, when reaching the bottom of the stairs.
S/n stared at you with curious eyes, as you hurriedly walked over to him.
You gently picked him up, kissing his forehead as he sat on your waist.
"C'mon baby you and mommy's gonna go stay at f/n's house for a while..." You said softly.
A small grin broke out on his face.
You reached down for the bag and put it over your shoulder.
"_______!!" Francis's voice yelled anxiously.
You heard heavy footsteps coming from the staircase and hurried out the door.
"D-daddy..." s/n tried to say, reaching his small hand out toward the door.
You opened the car door and buckled s/n safely into his car seat.
You were about to run to the driver's side when a hand grabbed your wrist.
You looked towards the person that grabbed You and just as You suspected it was him...Francis.
"Fran-" You stared at his tear stained face, as his grip tightened on your wrist.
"Please..._______..." he murmured sadly.
"What did I do,...what did I do to make you want to leave me?" He asked.
You looked away from his face before you gave into his eyes. You sighed.
"You...I'm tired of you and your shit. I'm tired of kissing your ass, and flailing at your every command. I don't know what happened to us, but I'm tired of it. I miss you, I stay up late every night waiting for you. The nights you promised me we'd spend some time together, you'd just ditch me and go off somewhere. You don't...you don't touch me anymore, and I think I'm starting to loose you." You say trying to avoid the crack in your voice but fail miserably.
"Am I not good enough? Do I not do enough for you?! Or are you with another fucking woman?! Oh wait I for got you are 'Francis Bonefoy' so you probably are!!" You screamed, tears now streaming down your face.
"So that's what this is about? Another woman? You think I am having an affair?" He asked, a hurt look crossed his face.
You just glare at him. "Yes Francis I do think your having an affair." You say sarcastically.
"Don't you trust me?" He asked desperation filling his voice.
You look away from him and let out an annoyed sigh, not really wanting to deal with him right now.
"Why should i?" You pointed out. "Because I am your husband-" "for now!" You yelled back.
Francis looked at You with wide eyes. "_____..." "No I don't want to hear another lame ass excuse! Nothing you can say will change my mind! We're leaving! You won't have to worry about seeing us again!"
"Please ______ just listen to me!" He exclaimed. You could hear s/n's scared cries from inside the car.
"Please ______ stop yelling you're scaring s/n." Francis shushes you. You scoff.
"My baby needs me, now let me go!" You yelled, trying to rip your wrist from his grip. "He's our baby." He says.
"Francis-"
"Listen _____, I love you...okay? I love you so much that if you left me today I would be lost forever. I'm sorry I haven't been paying attention to you, and I'm sorry I haven't been suiting your needs like a good husband should." He says, sincerity filling his voice.
Since You stopped fighting him he took the chance to pull you over to him.
He holds you by my waist, looking deeply into your eyes.
"I want you to know that I do want you and only you..._____. You're too special to me to give up. You're apart of me I just can't let go. you're worth more than the world to me. I know I'm stupid but I'm not that stupid to where I'd cheat on you with another woman that means nothing to me."
You look away as he wiped your never ending tears.
"Please stay, I'll change. For you, for s/n, and for us. I know I've asked this many times but just please..give me another chance. To make things right..." He said, leaning his forehead against yours holding your small hands in his big ones.
You look at him, in those eyes that became your most favorite things in the world.
"Francis...I...I..." you look away, but he cups your face in his hands turning your head to look at him.
He leaned in closing the rest of the space between you, gently pushing his lips to yours.
You hesitated before completely melting into the kiss.
He pulled away and rubbed his thumb gently across your cheek. "I love you...Mrs. Bonefoy..." He whispered.
"I love you too, Francis..." you replied, and kissed back with as much love and passion as he had.
Once apart he leaned his forehead against yours, holding your hands tightly.
You looked deeply into his eyes. "Francis, please don't let us end up like my parents...please." he hugged you tightly into him, and pressed his lips lightly to your forehead.
"We're okay _____. I promise we won't end up like them. I couldn't risk looking you, or s/n." He replied.
You smile and nodded leaning in to kiss him again.
A/N: Thanks for the idea mom and dad :/ anyways I thought to myself let's have a little argument in this shall we and then at the end I made you kiss and make-up. Hope you guys liked it now on to the next one-shot
*hops on a magical flying slender man*
