For Your Eyes Only [h.s.]

Ch. 25 - "everyone else but you"

One Week Later

Sitting with Harry over the phone is only giving me more anxiety to tell you the truth. I know I couldn't do this alone, but he is making me so nervous even still. 

"It's going to be ok, just breathe Adelaide." He says to me.

We've been sitting here waiting for the lawyers to let us know if my request for a new restraining order has been granted. Or if the first one was granted, I don't even know at this point, Harry has been handling these types of things with Jeff without me. He means it to keep me less stressed, but the not knowing is just as stressful as potentially not hearing what I hope to hear. 

Noah had a gun, Noah could have been planning on using that gun on me. I know I've been trying hard to not let things get to me, but since admitting everything to Harry about my dad's suicide it's hard not to think over what could have happened. 

I don't know what I would have done if he had come at me with a gun. Guns make me nervous, obviously, but of course Noah didn't know about my dad's death entirely. He only knew that my dad died when I was young. We never got to a place where I felt like he needed to know about my trauma from that day. 

It's not lost on me that I told Harry in less than half the time than I had even known Noah. 

"I know, I'm ok Harry." I tell him and force a small smile.

"You're shaking." He corrects as he plays with my hand in his grasp. 

We both laugh a bit. There's no way either of us can help being a little nervous in all of this. A voice comes through the phone, coming off of the nearly 20 minute hold we were on with the station. 

"Uh, Ms. Young, do I still have you?"

"Oh, yes. I'm here, with Mr. Styles."

"Good, so I checked into the paperwork and unfortunately the request was denied the first time around but we received the new request on behalf of one Mr. Harry Styles. This request was approved yesterday and the restraining order went into effect at midnight. He can't come within 100 feet of Mr. Styles through the end of the trial period. Does that sound right?"

The air grows cold around us.

I'm suddenly freezing, the blood rushing from my face. I look up at Harry slowly, the distinct look of guilt plastered all over his face. 

"Yes, that's right. Thank you so much Officer Trousdale." Harry says quick and to the point. He knows I'm angry with him.

We hang up the phone, and Harry can't make eye contact with me. I, however, try to bore holes into the top of his head the way I am staring at him. 

"Adelaide" he says to the floor.

"No." I say a bit angrier than I had expected to sound. 

"Addy, please." He tries again.

"No. No! I told you Harry. I told you!" I shout back at him, I didn't mean to be so loud but I can't help the growing anger in me. 

"Adelaide I know, please, I'm so sorry but I didn't know what else to do. Jeff said it would be easy. I just want to make sure you-" He looks up at me with a desperate look in his eyes.

"I asked for one thing Harry, for you to respect that I needed to do this on my own! I've already relied on your for too much! Why couldn't you just respect this one thing!"

His guilt is quickly replaced with shock, and I'm left equally speechless. What the hell does he have to be surprised about, I asked him to respect my wishes and I wished for him to stay out of things to a certain degree.