Dirty Dreams (one direction dirty imagines)

Sorry? not enough (H.S)

I KNOW its late but i hope you guys like it

please read authors not at end explains why

and with that i hope you guys like this harry imagine

ENJOY

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" WELL YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BE SUCH A WHORE AND FLIRT WITH HIM" Harry screamed at me.

Yes another screaming match. We had a nice settle dinner until our waiter came i just smiled at him but I guess smiling is just another form of flirting according to Harry.

"I WASN'T FLIRTING I SIMPLY SMILED AT HIM EVER HEARD OF RESPECT" I screamed running into our bedroom as Harry chased after me.

just my luck he pulled me back and gripped my wrist tightly.

"Harry stop it hurts" I whimpered. Never in a million years have i ever pictured Harry in this position.

"Well maybe if you weren't a bitch i would not be so mad" He Glared at me.

"I WAS NOT BEING A BITCH I SMILED AT HIM BUT APPARENTLY THAT'S FUCKING FLIRTING TO YOUR IDIOT MIND"  I screamed 

He let go of my wrist but before i could even look up at him again his fist connected with my cheek.

"I-I" he looked at me

"NO" I said as I ran to our bedroom 

"(Y/N) Please open the door I didn't mean it" Harrys voice crack which made my heart ache even more.

I decided against opening the door as i walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror horrified at how i looked.

Harrys hand print in a bruise that was already forming. I leaned against the sink as tears fell drastically down my face, I didn't realize the man I loved could do this to me hurt me physically and emotionally.

Walking back to our bed i climbed in basicaly crying myself to sleep.

~NEXT MORNING~ 

I woke up turning to Harry side of the bed to find it empty as the memories of last night flashed through my head.

I let a tear slip from my eyes as I got out of bed.

I put my hair into a messy bun and changed my clothes.

I smelled food which Harry is obviously making it.

I walked down stairs carefully making sure I didn't make any noises.

I walked down the rest of the stairs and then turned into the kitchen but me being the klutz I walked into the table catching Harrys attention.

When he looked at me he looked extremetly sad.

"D-d-did I do that" he asked unsure even though he knows for sure I was only with him.

I nodded unable to speak.

As he walked to me he lifted his arm up.

I flinched thinking he was going to hurt me again.

"No baby your scared of me" He said putting his hand down as tears welled up in his eyes.

"I'm sorry" he said crying.

he put his hand against my bruised face and I winced at the contact.

"I'm so sorry" he said crying.