Excessive (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 57.

I was scared, truly frightened for what was about to come. The whole ride back to the house, gave me plenty of time to give me this sick, uneasy feeling in my stomach. For the second time since I had known Harry, I was about to walk in to a punishment. Granted, I caused this, but it honestly was not 100% my fault. People forget sometimes.

I understand that he is stressed out because of business and everything else that is piling up in his head, but I think that if this was a completely different scenario he would understand my mistake. Never once in my life have I ever had the responsibility of something like a phone, he cannot just expect this to be sprung on me so quickly. Fighting him wouldn't be my best idea, so hopefully by the time I walk in the door he will be calm enough for conversation.

As I walked up the stairs, I could hear all the commotion from the other rooms on this floor. Niall's room was blaring sounds from his video games as him and Louis' curses and shouts wailed over it. Zayn's room played Indie music as the muted stench of pot flowed out the bottom of the door. Sophia and Liam's room had been for the most part quiet, considering Sophia told me they were just going to relax for the night, which left Harry's completely silent room at the end of the hallway.

As I stood in front of the door, I took a deep breath knowing that whatever mood Harry was behind this door could depict whether I would fall asleep content or disoriented. My heart was beating rapidly as I reached for the handle slowly, trying to stall as much as I could. It's now or never, and the longer I keep him waiting the angrier he could be.

I pushed open the door, to find the room completely dark. The shades were drawn closed and all the lights were off, as of now the only light source was the faint hallway lamp shining into the room. I felt around the wall looking for the light switch before flipping it on. The light filled the room quickly, but still there was no Harry.

I set the bags down on the bed and proceed to check the bathroom and closet for the grumpy man. After 10 minutes of searching and no luck, did I finally here a muffled noise from the balcony. Walking towards the closed blinds, I pulled them back to indeed find Harry's stress body facing the other side of the balcony.

Opening the curtains, I tugged at the door handle and walked onto the elegant balcony. There was a voice speaking, but once I stepped foot onto the balcony it immediately ceased. He was talking to someone. I looked at Harry, who looked more nervous than he did angry. His lip was between his teeth as his eyebrows were raised. His entire body was alert and ready to pounce. I looked on the other side of the balcony to see who he was talking to.

Luchesi.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and open jaw. Before I could even mumble out a single word, I was tugged behind Harry as he acted as a shield to protect me towards Luchesi. I knew Luchesi was completely harmless after our talk on my very own balcony but, I don't think Harry knew that. His breathing was ragged as he was obviously angry that me and Luchesi's paths have crossed once again.

"Damnit Arabella" he said through clenched teeth, letting me know how angry he was.

"Well, look who finally decided to show up. How are you sweet girl?" Luchesi asked, making Harry growl and tighten his fists.

I sighed and wrapped my arm around Harry's tense body. He relaxed slightly at my touch but all too soon, tightened up again. I poked my head from around his large frame but remained behind his body to keep him from getting too nervous. He was obviously already stressed from work he did today, followed by me breaking one of his rules, then Luchesi showing up on his balcony so I do not blame him at all for his controlling, possessive behavior.

"If you fücking dare.." Harry hissed burning holes into Luchesi with his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to your girl" he said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.