Grace Notes

Chapter 44

Lola's POV-

The forty-five minute drive back felt like it took three hours. What should have been a quick ride ended up feeling like a lifetime. Harry was quiet, his arms crossed tightly across his chest and his posture slouched down so low his back was nearly on the car seat. Clear perturbed, his eyebrows were creased, knitting together into a deep frown. He wouldn't look at me, and certainly wasn't speaking. Honestly, I was a bit confused. I hadn't done anything, after all. Though he made it seem like I had gone out and fucked some guy that wasn't him.

I chose to ignore it, busying myself on my phone the whole way back and trying to filter out my new followers on Instagram. There were a lot of creepy people, and definitely ones that came across a bit stalkerish. I knew they could just make a new account, and that this was just part of being a rising celebrity's girlfriend, but still it somehow made me feel safer to scroll through the DMs and block the followers that made me feel uneasy.

Once finally back at the flat, Harry walked ahead of me to the door, hastily unlocking it and going in without even glancing back at me. Rolling my eyes to myself, I followed, closing and relocking it behind me. 

He was pulling food down from the shelves to feed Atti, so I just went to the fridge and reached for a bottle of Rosé. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that he glanced my way, though immediately turned back around. 

While I poured myself a glass of the red wine, I could hear the bedroom door close. After sticking the bottle back in the refrigerator, I trudged down the hall and twisted the door knob. 

My boyfriend was propped up on the bed, his face buried in his laptop screen. He seemed to not even notice I entered, although I knew that he was simply avoiding me.

"Hey" I scrunched up my nose and sunk down next to him.

No answer.

"Harry" I waved my free hand in front of his face, but he merely blinked in response. "I know you can hear me" 

Rolling my eyes again, I took a sip of the Rosé and set the glass down on the nightstand next to me.

"So that's it? You're just going to ignore me and not tell me why you're acting super upset?"

"Super upset" he snorted. "Why do you think I would be super upset?"

"I was kind of hoping you would tell me. I can't read minds, you know"

"It seems like you and Lorenzo are getting quite close to one another. Maybe its my fault for letting you go to karaoke night together"

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't know. You're literally always with him, and he's always getting you stuff"

"I'm not always with him. He just happens to be there because he works with you, and usually he is somewhat free. And he's not always getting me stuff. I just felt like shit today so he got me the booze pop. I don't see what's so wrong about that"

He slammed his laptop shut and sunk back into the pillow.

"If one of us is going to get mad, should it not be me? You literally had models all over you today, touching you everywhere and feeding you"

"It was just for the music video"

"I know, Babe" I let out a sigh. "It just made me feel jealous, okay? And also, when the fuck were you going to tell me you were going to be leaving on tour in a week?!"

"I didn't want you to get upset because you couldn't travel with me"

"Don't you think I would have been more upset if you had let me know at the last minute and told me you were leaving?"