Shades Of Styles

He comes home drunk

Harry has been gone all day. He left around 3 after you guys had a huge fight and hasn't called or texted you. You've gotten over the fight now your just worried.
It's almost 3 in the morning and you've texted him at least 30 times asking where he is and called about 20. This isn't like him, to stay out all night. What if he's hurt? What if he did something stupid and got arrested? What if he's cheating?
All you wanna do is see him to make sure he's okay but you have no idea where he is.
Your tired and want to sleep but you have to stay up to see Harry.
What are you gunna say when he home? You don't want to tell at him. You just want to make sure he is okay.
You sit quietly in the dark waiting for Harry drinking some coffee.
Then you hear a door open and foot steps.
"(Y/N)" Harrys voice calls you. He sounds weird. Your heart drops as you go to the kitchen. Your so scared that he will start screaming. You hide in the door way shaking like a chihuahua.
"Y-yes Harry" you answer.
"What's wrong. Get over here" he urges. You move from the door way and walk to him. He smells like liquor and mint.
"Are you d-drunk?"
"Yes I am." he slurs.
"O-okay"
"Are you afraid of me?"
"Just afraid your going t-to start y-yelling"
"I'm not going to yell at you. I'm not mad anymore." he takes your hand and pulls you close to him.
"I need you" he whispers into your ear.
Your breathing hitches as he starts kissing your neck.
You drags into the bedroom where he doesn't hesitate to pull of your clothes and have his way with you.