One Direction Imagines (requests open)

Y/N and Harry have been married for just a few months when they got into their first big fight as husband and wife. It was over something stupid and neither of them could even remember what it was about.

Y/N was very upset, so she grabbed her things and muttered something about her sleeping on the couch.

Harry laid down in bed, feeling worried about how this would affect their relationship. He knew they had never gone to bed mad at eachother.

After tossing and turning on the couch for almost an hour, Y/N heard Harry coming down the stairs. She knew he wanted to talk, but she really didn't want to.

She opened her eyes and saw him leaning against the doorframe as he rubbed his tired ones, then looked back at her.

"Can we talk, pretty girl?" Harry asked, his voice soft and tired. 

Y/N's stomach clenched at the sound of his voice. He sounded really sad.

"I don't really want to talk," she mumbled, her voice heavy with emotion.

"Please," Harry basically begged, taking a step closer to her. "I can't go to bed knowing you are upset with me."

Y/N felt herself waver. She hated fighting with him and she hated the thought of sleeping on the couch, or anywhere without him.

"I'm not upset with you. I just don't want to talk about it right now."

Harry sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. "Fine. We can talk in the morning. Just please come back to bed, baby. I'm sorry."

"No. I'm sleeping on the couch. You'll be fine." She tried to hide the fact that she could feel her resolve weakening.

The look of desperation on his face made her feel bad, but what made her feel even worse, was when he dropped to his knees next to her on the hard, cold floor and said, "Please, baby. I'm sorry. I love you so much. Please come back to bed."

Y/N's heart ached as she looked at Harry's pleading face. She knew he was sorry, and she loved him more than anything in the world. Seeing him on his knees, practically begging her to forgive him, tugged at her heartstrings.

She let out a sigh, her resolve weakening further. "You don't play fair, do you?" she murmured.

Harry smiled weakly, feeling a small wave of relief wash over him. "No I don't. I just really don't want to spend the rest of the night without you next to me."

Y/N chewed on her bottom lip, torn between her stubbornness and her love for him.

"Please, baby." He repeated.

Y/N looked at Harry's hopeful face and felt her resolve crumble completely. She could see the sincerity and love in his eyes, and she couldn't say no to him. 

With a huff, she sat up and muttered, "Fine. I'll come back to bed, but only because I love you."

She let out a small laugh in surprise when Harry scooped her up into his arms, carrying her up the stairs bridal style.

Once they reached the bedroom, Harry gently laid her down on the bed and crawled in next to her. He pulled her into his arms, holding her close to his chest.

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered into her hair. “I don’t want to fight with you ever again. Especially over something so stupid. I love you.” He planted a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“I love you too.” She responded tiredly. They both fell asleep shortly after.

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