Harry Styles Imagines

Abuser -Part 2

I looked down, walking to our bedroom in shame. Her actions and looks are tearing my heart apart.

We entered and she came to a stop infront of the door, astonished by the sight. She starred at the bags with wide eyes, immediately knowing that they're her things packed in them.

She turned to me, and was about to open her mouth to say something, but decided against it. Wish I was able to know what goes on in her head though...

"Please, have a seat." I patted the spot beside me. The clothes were on the corner of the bed far from where we are.

(Y/N) sat beside me and I went down on my knees infront of her, right away. Taking her hands in mine, before I started speaking.

"(Y/N), I am extremely sorry for everything I did. Nobody, not even an animal, deserves to be treated like I treated you and... and I don't know what got into me. It's just that I felt dominant and I liked it which led me to keep repeating it again and again. Besides, I was afraid."

Whispering the last sentence, a tear rolled down my cheek, but it didn't compare to a small drop in the waterfall of tears on her face.

"I-I w-was afraid... that you'll leave me, or find someone better, 'cause (Y/N) im nothing, im a nothing without you, so I wanted to show you that if you left me..."

I shut my eyes tightly, shaking my head. I couldn't continue, it was so disgusting that I even thought about it. This is not how I solve my problems and it felt like i've been out of my mind, and now im getting back into my senses. And the flashbacks prove to me how much of a mental monster I was.

"(Y/N), I want you to know that I never stopped loving you, it's just that I forgot it at some times, but it never faded... it never will. But, the best thing you could do for your loved one to stop their pain, is to let them go."

I opened the drawer of the nightstand beside us, her sobs echoing in the room because mine were silent, the most hurt-enduring type of crying that I deserved. I pulled out two things and returned my attention to (Y/N), leaving the drawer opened.

I placed each item into one hand of hers, and closed her finger on them, indicating that they're back to her and she can have them again.

"Here, your phone and car keys, im so sorry for taking them."

She looked shocked but relieved, a hint of a small, hopeful smile on her lips, as she starred at her phone and keys in adoration.

"(Y/N), you have your phone back so you can contact your friends and family and have good times with them as much as you want, and whenever you'd like. Also,"

I grabbed the neatly folded clothes and placed them on her lap. The confusion and shock never leaving her facial features. Turning to the drawer, I took out a check(bank check), placing it on the clothes.

"You have your perfect outfit, and the good amount of money, so I want you to go out, to some... fancy restaurant, be the princess you are, and live the moment to the most, act like the lady you've always been. And your car is back, so spread your wings and fly freely to any heavenly place you belong to, 'cause, you're an angel."

Her wide, bewildered eyes burned into my face. She swallowed down and took a look at the check, and her eyes widened even more!

"F-five million dollars, H-Harry no, I can't accept your money. I don't want or need it."

Her gaze shifted to the side, breaking our eye contact. I chuckled, "You might not want it, but you need it, angel. I know you do. So, please, accept it. Think of it like a very small part of my apology. I wanna make it up to you in any way possible."

She sighed, wiping the dry tears on her cheeks, nodding lightly.

I smiled, happy that my plan is working. "I will leave you to change into the clothes."  I stood up, leaving the room and going downstairs.

After 10 minutes, (Y/N) showed up with the outfit perfectly adorning her limbs, her phone evident in her pants pocket. She placed the bags she was carrying on the floor.

I quickly shot up from the sofa, and walked over to her, "I will take care of all the bags and these stuff, please."

I put all the packed things in her car, after she gave me the approving nod.

She was about to walk out the door, and never look back at me or give two damns anymore, but one last thing, only one, made me say her name to grab her attention,
one last time.

"What is it, Harry?"

"There's one more thing I need from you, and I hope that you won't let down my request. I-I want you to forgive me (Y/N), for all of the bad things I ever caused you. Please, I need to make sure that you forgive me or else, I'd never forgive myself."

She looked down, shutting her eyes, and pinching at the bridge of her nose.

"I forgive you, Harry. Im not the Lord to forgive or punish, but to relieve your stress, I forgive you."

"Thank you."

My lips quivered, trying to hold back tears, but they fell... Goodbye-ing her for now, and forever.

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Hey hey hey. It's Gurl Almighteh here people. LoL.

I KNOW THAT YOU SERIOUSLY WANNA SLIT MY THROAT BECAUSE I HAVEN'T UPDATED OR BEEN ACTIVE IN AGES BUT BUT WE REMOVED THE WIFI FROM THE HOUSE LEAVING ME WITH NO. FREAKING. INTERNET. yeah that sucks, ik.

I hope you enjoyed the part and I hope it was satisfying. Some of you thought that Harry or Abusers in general don't deserve second chances, and others thought that everybody deserves them, in here I tried to make it kinda "Equal". She didn't give him a second chance but she didn't place a heart of rock nd tried to take revenge or hurt him like he did to her specially after he was vulnerable on his knees 4 her...