Harry Styles Imagines

if i could fly

Description - you and Harry are highschool teachers and he loves you, problem is you're a married woman
WARNING: this is going to contain elements of domestic abuse, so please don't read if you think if it'll be too much for you. as always love you all and I think you're all amazing!

Life had been good to you, for the most part.

Life had given you a wholesome family who supported your every choice - even the drastic ones, like choosing to live in Namibia for a year. Life had given you an incredible education, leading you on to a fulfilling life of educating the new generations. Life had given you so much love. Life had given you a healthy body and mind which you'd always cherished, up until recently.

Finding 'the one' in your life isn't supposed to be an easy road, but you were challenged with the hardest of them all.

Rodger Cassidy. The name of the man who has made life feel meaningless and you feel worthless.

Three years ago you'd met Rodger and had fallen head over heels in love with him. He was a stunning specimen and one that you couldn't believe you'd managed to ever run in to, but fate had made it so. He happened to be at the same 'The 1975' concert as you had been, front row and all. You'd gone by yourself, seeing as no one else really listened to their music in your friendship group, and were wonderfully surprised to end up meeting Rodger. He even confessed that he had a poster of them up in his room, which you can vouch for him and say it's true. That night you believed you'd met your soulmate. Until you realised you hadn't.

After two years of being together he popped the question - you thinking that he'd taken long enough. Now, though, maybe he hadn't.

Rodger, or Ro as you started to nickname him, was the sweetest. He always drove you to work and back. He always made you a coffee in the mornings. He always stayed up late if you were out with the girls. But then it all changed and you never understood why. Whether it was something creeping up on him from his past, the stresses of every day life or troubles with his family, you just didn't know. All you knew it that you were the one he'd take his stress and anger out on at the end of the day.

The world had become a lot smaller since meeting Ro, both emotionally and physically. At first he stopped you from going abroad, saying that you didn't have the money to be wasting away on abroad luxuries anymore - but it was perfectly okay for it to be spent on gambling and alcohol apparently. Then he cut you off from your friends and family, having texted them a long message explaining how they weren't suitable company anymore - but you were allowed to be friends with his druggie friends. Last, was not letting you out of the house unless he was with you unless for work.

Never did you think that you would feel so trapped, but here you were.

Obviously you had put your foot down, each time, standing up for yourself and explaining that it wasn't okay to take away your freedom and your love like this. You'd even tried escaping, one night through the window, to go to your best friends birthday party, but he caught you - explaining that if he ever found you leaving him again he'd kill you. Each time would do something he didn't like, it would result in a beating - which is why you are very hypersensitive. It wasn't worth trying to be you anymore, you had to play by his rules now.

Your only chance of escape was work and it was the best 6 hours of your day.

Working at a primary school was the greatest decision of your life, even after marrying Ro. You'd worked there before marrying Ro and it was the one sense of normality that he let you keep from, what you like to call, your previous life.

The primary school had never been the end goal. You had really wanted to teach undergraduates at university, because your lectures at university were awful and you wanted to change the system. However, getting a job as a lecturer was a lot harder than you thought, not having considered that you would need a PhD to do so. So primary school teaching it was - and if you were being honest it was the best decision of your life.