POSSESSIVE [H.S]

Chapter 27

The sun peered through the window as I stretched my limbs, and sprawled my legs out in the mattress. The entire night I can hear harry from his office, cursing profanities at people on the phone and arranging business meetings. I took a warm shower, taming my hair in a drenched bun and dressed into lazy attire before knocking on Harry's office door. "Come in," he rasped rather irritable. Was this a good time? The door creaked as I slightly pushed the door forward, piles of paper gathered in stacks on his desk, he was reading paper work and decided to look at him with awe. Hair a ruffled mess, cheeks a frustrated flush of pink, eyes weak as he scanned the paper, and shirt halfway done and tie loosely hanging around his neck. "H, you should get some rest," I said, taking timid steps toward him, not wanting to mess up his concentration and make him upset. His slender fingers went to rub on his temples, as he let out an exasperated sigh, "I'm fine. What did you want doll?" He fluttered his lashes tiredly. Chewing on my bottom I reached for his hand and guided him to his bedroom. Harry hummed rather upsettingly, and it hit me, "oh I was just gonna ask you that we should watch a movie,"

Harry stood straight, somehow 'awakening' from his tired state, "sure darling, let me dress into something different and we can go to the theatre," I chuckled lightly pushing his  shoulders down so he would take a seat on his bed. Harry always wants to spend his money on me, as if I was actually still with him because of his money. "No silly, i wanna watch a movie with you today, at home," emphasizing the 'at home' part. Harry look devastated as he rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb, "I would like that-" I smiled but he shook his head, "but, I have so much work." I nodded and decided to leave him to himself so he can get some rest. Out of boredom, I decided to take a dip in his pool. Lately, Harry's been oddly quiet and it's been bothering me. I inhaled a deep breath before swimming underwater, I can hear muffled chatter so I came up from the water to see harry sitting on a pool chair, suit and everything. "Hello."

It was hard to tell if harry was mad or tired, his features were hidden behind a pair of ray bans. A glass of scotch was in his hands as he leant forward with his elbows on his knees. Harry stood up and took long strides over to the edge of the pool, I looked up at him tentatively and was quite stunned when he caressed my cheek. I leaned into his hand, humming at the feeling of his delicate touch. "I need to go to the office, come."

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I sat in the waiting room, the lady at the front desk attempting to have small talk. Not soon after harry came out, biding his goodbyes and left with no word. I was beyond livid. Once we got in the vechicle, harry sat for a cool two minutes. Both engulfed with silence, though I was quietly cursing at him in my head. "You're not talking," he mumbled. I played with the string of my hoodie as I looked out the window. Avoiding complete eye contact with him. A sigh escaped his lips as he started the engine, "I have to go to on a business trip tomorrow," he spoke as his fingertips grazed my hand as he attempted to interwhine our hands. Startling me, I pulled my hand away and rested them between my legs. Harry mumbled incoherent words as he pulled up to a Starbucks. "Do you want anything?"

"I'm fine," I lowly mumbled.

Harry shook his head lightly as he hit the steering wheel with his palm, and glanced over at me with a displeased look before stepping out of the car. Apparently, he forgot to bring his phone because a message chim came from a phone by the console. Soon after, harry came back phone at hand and ray bans at the bridge of his nose. "I have to run a few errands, I'll drop you off at our- my home." I continued to stay silent, not in the mood to speak. "You can invite some friends if you'd like." I nodded, kindly taking his offer before he dropped me off.

Samantha and Caleb were over. It was hard to answer their bickering questions as to why I was staying over at Harry's home. "Is he like.. your sugar daddy?" She whispered. I slightly laughed and called her an idiot. "No he's not my sugar daddy? He's watching over me since my parents are in Kansas." Samantha's mouth opened to an 'O' shape, Caleb took the opportunity to throw a popcorn in her mouth making her choke. It was getting pretty late, midnight to be exact and harry still hasn't got home. "We should get going," Sammy said. Both left and I decided it was time for me to go upstairs and sleep. I had the television on and a F.r.ie.n.d.s marathon was airing. I could hear loud footsteps in the hall until it came to a complete stop. The door opened to reveal harry, his face a straight stare. I wasn't sure if I did something wrong. "You didn't clean after yourself Alice, do I have clean after your ass too," he growled. I jumped slightly, not use to that tone of voice. " why are you being such an ass!" I yelled. Harry growled, "you're a fucking child, that's why," I was infuriated, I wanted to punch him but I was weak and he was twice my size. "I'm a child, fine I'm going home. Go fuck yourself," I brushed past him, jogging down the stairs while his maid shook her head at Harry. "Sir, it's my job to clean after the misses." I slipped on my shoes and I can hear Harry excusing her to give us some privacy. "I'll gladly drive you." I can feel the tears prickle at my eyes and the lump beginning to form in my throat, "No I wouldn't want to be a bother, you have a flight tomorrow, you need your rest, don't bother contacting me once you come back." My feet were both set out the foot of the door as I made my way to the gates of his home, I stumbled backwards as Harry tugged my arm but briefly caught me. "Don't touch me you oblivious shit," I scolded him angrily, rubbing my arm from his hard grip. "Can we just talk, somethings bothering me and I wanna talk about it with you," his features were soft as he pouted with his lip caught between his teeth. I didn't want to be mad at him. I nodded slowly as I followed him back inside his home. We were both in his bedroom, Harry sat on his king size bed as I stood a couple feet from him. "My moms been calling me for the past couple of days. I was talking to her on the phone and apparently she's getting married," that was great news but from the look on Harry's face he wasn't very pleased.

"We were mostly arguing. And she brought up Edward," he burried his face in his hands. I felt truly sorry for him. One mistake and you'll never hear the end of it. I walked towards him, attempting to take a seat behind him but Harry pulled me towards his chest. "Sit on my lap." Hesitantly, I straddled his lap, legs on either side of his waist as I held to his belt loops. Harry sighed as he hands traveled beneath my arms to settle them around his neck. My stomach fluttered as his head leaned down to nuzzle in my breasts. "H, I-"

"I'm sorry I've been suck a dickhead, I have you all to myself and I'm ruining it," he sighed. I chewed on my lip, fingertips slightly scratching his scalp. He growled, his hands settling on my ass as he pulled me closer to his chest. "Yeah, you are."

Harry cracked a smile as he leaned forward only to kiss the air as he leaned back. A confuse brow featured on his face, "you can't just kiss me," I stated.

"Huh?"

"You can't just kiss me after treating me like shit," I argued. Harry nodded as he massaged my hips, "you have to ask."

A humored smile formed on his lips, "can I kiss you?" His thick accent rasped into my ear. His lips brushed along my cheek bones, down to the corner of my lips before fully pressing them on mine. Wasting no time, his tongue made its way in my mouth. Both finding each other's tongue, wrestling as we fought for dominance. We found a sync, his hands guiding my hips to grind up and down his slacks. I pressed him down the mattress, scooting up so that I sat on his chest. "Let's talk." Somehow Harry tucked me under, hovering over my figure. He leaned down, trailing kisses along any bare skin that showed. "Alright, what do you want to talk about?"

Harry wiggled his eyebrows, lightly pressing his weight on half of my figure as he was propped on his elbow as he laid on his side. "This trip? Where are you going?" Harry purses his lips, tangling his legs with mind, "Anne's wedding, I'm going back to my hometown. The weddings in two weeks and I have to fly out for a fitting," I was handed an invitation. I read aloud, "To Harry styles.. plus one guest," his eyes intensely staring at my lips.

"Come with me. It'll be awkward if I was alone, especially with my mother. You'll ease me."

I fully sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed, "I don't know Harry, it-"

I was interrupted by his low voice, "please Alice. it'll be our third date." My cheeks blushed, making my stomach do somersaults, "fine." Pulled into the mattress, I was engulfed with arms tightening around my body, trapping me in his strong tatted arms. Harry reached to turn off the lamp before saying, "Let's sleep, I'll help you pack in the morning, not like I can buy you clothes in Paris." Paris? but his hometown is in Manchester.

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hi! updated on Sunday as I said I would. Sorry if this chapter wasn't interesting but the next one will *nudge* expect drama and secrets & a waay longer chapter! Hope you enjoyed, this chapter is just a filler for the next one (:

Much love,
Jess