Enticing 24 (HS) (Patreon)

Author’s note: Today’s episode is going to be charged with angst and fighting. It will have lots of drama and lots of cursing, so I am making sure to warn all of you. I hope you enjoy it!

🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀

Unfortunately, like everything good, the vacation had to end. And to everyone’s dismay, they all had to leave Italy behind.  Alessandro was particularly sad to leave his family behind. William was just happy to get back to his routine, much like Harry. On the other hand, Michael was excited to get back to the US with Violet, to pick up where they had left off. Y/N was happy to get back to Oliver, but still felt the blues of leaving behind such an incredible trip.

“I am excited to have a burger” William pointed out as they all boarded the jet in Milan “And some fries. We should stop before getting back to the apartments”.

“That’s actually not a bad idea” Michael responded as he carried Violet's purse and her coat and settled them on a seat. “Or have it delivered before we get home”.

“I just want to sleep in my own bed and see Oliver” Harry mumbled, which earned him a smile from Y/N.

“I am excited to see him too.”  She could only imagine how big he had gotten in the last few weeks. Y/N just wanted to cuddle him to death and never leave him behind again. The break from working had been nice, but she no longer considered taking care of Oliver as work. He was just a perk of working for Harry.

“Welcome aboard, Mr. Styles” one of the stewardesses greeted him as she offered hot, wet towels to the couple. “How was your trip?” She asked as Harry diligently wiped and cleaned his hands. Y/N could tell that she had a little crush on Harry, her eyes sparkles as soon as she began speaking to him.

“Amanda. Very lovely. Thank you” he was sharp and precise. “What’s being served for dinner?” Harry asked as he reached out and helped wipe Y/N’s hands.

“Duck”

“With?”

“I- I” Amanda cleared her throat as attempted to remember the rest of the food. “I will have to get back to you, Mr. Styles. I am not that sure. Excuse me” she said disappearing to the back of the jet.

“Who is going to tell her that he doesn’t actually care for the menu and just wanted to test her?” Alessandro pulled his shoes off as he got comfortable in his seat. “Stronzo” he whispered as he pulled a blanket over his body. “Your mind games are too much”.

“It’s her job. She should know” Harry shrugged, pulling Y/N into his arms.

“She has a crush on you. She cares” Y/N had downloaded a few movies on her phone to entertain herself and Harry. Even though, he would deny ever needing movies to keep his mind busy. However, Y/N had caught him watching The Real Housewives with her.  For this flight, she had downloaded some psychological thrillers including Shutter Island along with some romcoms.

Y/N decided to start with Shutter Island in the hopes that it would make the time go quicker. She laid with her back against Harry’s chest and her legs stretched out. Harry’s head lay on her shoulder while his right arm would hold her by her waist and kept her in place.

“This is just not adding up” Y/N whispered as her eyes remained glued to her screen. “Where is this Rachel girl?”

“She is probably dead. There is no way she survived the storms” Harry whispered back. An hour had gone by as the majority of the people on the jet had fallen asleep except for them. They were too entertained with the movie to sleep.

All a sudden, a notification on her phone pops up. It was an iMessage from James — her ex. As soon as she can read the title, her finger swipes up and hides the notification. Her heart accelerates, and she mentally prays that he wasn’t able to see it. When his tight grip on her loses, she knows that is too late and Harry had seen it.

“Come” was the only thing he said to get after stopping the movie and standing up. He guides her to the back of the jet where their bedroom is situated and shuts the door, keeping his back towards her as he tries to compose himself and narrow his thoughts down.

Y/N sat on the bed and waited for him to ask away.

“Is James your ex-boyfriend?” He asked after a few awkward minutes of silence.

“Yes”

“Why is he texting you?” Harry turned to look at her, wanting to see her eyes when she told him.

“I have no idea” Harry chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair. “What’s so funny?”.

“That you keep lying to me! Is this the first text that you’ve gotten from him? Yes or No” He inquired, trying his best to keep his voice down. The last thing he wanted was for the rest or for the crew to hear them have an argument. Harry wanted to see if she was capable of lying to his face. 

“I- I” she was lost for words. She could tell that he was beyond angry. His muscles were tense, his jaw was clenched, and his breathing was ragged. Y/N was scared to tell him the truth.

“I said yes or no, Y/N!” He yelled, making her ears ring.

“No. I’ve received them since Rome” she confessed, there was nothing to hide because at the beginning she hadn’t texted him back. She had just ignored him.

The situation with James was more complex than she liked it to be. The man had the power to persuade her with just the snap of his fingers and he had gone so for the majority of their relationship. That had been the reason Y/N had left that night. She had snuck out of the house after months of planning it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Same reason you didn’t tell me that you were speaking with Ashley!” Y/N responded after realizing that Harry was asking for an apology after he had done the same thing. She was also not happy with his tone or how he was making her feel like a cheater.

“Don’t turn this around!” Harry, spat, “You bloody well know why I didn’t tell you!”

“Calm down!” Y/N raised to her feet, wanting to stop feeling small beside him.

“When are you meeting up with him?” He asked as he paced around the room. Y/N was confused as to how he knew that she was planning to meet up with him. She hadn’t told him nor the text that he had sent said so. She stared at him confused as she tried to put everything together.

“Answer me!” He dictated since his patience was running low.

“You read my texts! When?” Suddenly everything made sense. Harry knew about James, and long before today.

“It doesn’t matter” his tone changed drastically, “when are you meeting up with him?”

“You are looking through my phone and yelling at me like a little kid. I am your girlfriend and I deserve answers.”

“When we were in Rome!”

“Why? Have I not been more than trusting with you?” She was now angry. Y/N was angry enough to start crying from how frustrating everything had become with him.

“When are you seeing him?” He asked again, ignoring the words that had just left her mouth.

“ANSWER ME!” She yelled, feeling not heard.

“Yes, but —”

“You ask me to blindly trust you, but when it comes to me, you can’t? Can you hear the nonsense?”

“It is not the same thing, because I never hid anything from you!” Y/N laughed sarcastically as she wiped the tears that streamed down her face from anger. It broke his heart to see her crying, but he continued being stern.  

“You met up with her in your office and I had to find out by the mouth of your ex-girlfriend” She sniffed, “You are a hypocrite, and I am sick of all of this. I am not going to sit around and let you accuse me of cheating. You did a wonderful job convincing everyone that you loved me, so much that I almost fell for it”.