Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 30

Olivia's POV

I woke up on the couch and felt a sharp pain in my head when I sat up straight. I tried to remember what happened last night but I couldn't. I went to the kitchen, hoping it would bring my memories back and it did. I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

I remembered what mess I did last night. The chips and can of beers on the table, ice cream on the floor, whipped cream and cherries everywhere but the biggest mess I made was kissing Harry.

I can't believe I kissed him again. I brushed my fingertips on my lips, remembering how soft and sweet his lips were. I remembered when I was begging for more but Harry left me so I sat on the couch, stared at the television and fell asleep. I shook my head and groaned. I should never really get drunk.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I noticed how messy the kitchen was due to my behavior last night. Suddenly, I remembered the rule that he wanted everything to be clean but I forgot what number it was. I started cleaning up everything before Harry comes in and tell me I broke a rule and that I'll have to face a consequence.

After cleaning, I was ready to sprint up the stairs and lock myself in my room so I wouldn't encounter Harry but to my dismay, I collided my body with his that made me stumble back but Harry was quick enough to catch me. His arms were wrapped around my waist and the way his lips touched mine last night was brought back.

"If you think I didn't see the mess you made last night. You're wrong" He said coldly and let go of me.

This is my fault. We were already going well but I had to ruin it and ask him to treat me like a captive.

"I'm sorry" I said.

"No apologies" He said and while placing his finger on my lips.

"Okay. What's my consequence?" I asked.

"What consequence?" He asked. His eyebrows furrowed as he think of something. He doesn't remember his rule? I was hoping he'd let it pass but I was wrong.

"Oh, that. We're going to camp tonight. Pack some clothes" He said.

"That's your consequence?" I asked.

"What do you want then?" He asked.

"I'm not complaining though. I'm just asking" I said while giving him a smile.

After a few hours, I've packed my clothes. Harry told me that we may or may not swim today but I still brought some extra clothes. I sat on the couch in the living room and waited for Harry.

When Harry arrived, I thought we were already leaving so I stood up and was about to walk to the front door but I was pulled back with my bag.

"Let me see you what you packed" He said.

Why does he have to look in my bag? He's gonna see my undergarments and that's embarrassing.

"What if I tell you I don't want to?" I asked.

"What if I tell you that you don't have any other choice because you're my hostage?" He said.

"I really didn't mean what I said last-" Harry stopped me before I could even finish. He pulled my bag off my back and unzipped it.

"Where are the clothes I bought for you?" He asked.

"I don't like some of those" I said but Harry ignored me and went upstairs. I don't know what he's doing up there.