Restless [Reckless Sequel] || Harry Styles AU (DISCONTINUED)

7: exhausted

All of you @ me because I haven't updated in 35271 years:

// This one's more of a filler, but I really wanted to get something out since it's been so long! I'm also gonna speed up the plot a little bit because I think we need some more drama 😋☕️

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Recap

I refreshed LEO's Twitter profile and saw that he'd said something else to Harry. That's obviously what Harry was responding to right then.

"Do not reply to that," I begged.

"Did you see what that lowlife said?" Harry barked.

"Yeah. He said it to my face, too."

Harry stopped typing and looked up at me. I took that chance to stride over and grab his laptop before he gave LEO an address so that they could "say some things face-to-face".

His jaw was clenched so tight that I was afraid it would break. "You told me that when you guys talked, he was rude. Not that..."

"Not that he called me a slut?" I finished for him.

I was over it now. People like LEO weren't worth my energy. There were always people like that in the industry. You come across them, then learn to deal with and avoid them. You just couldn't give them the reaction they were trying to trigger. Angering others was their only grab at free PR.

"Ignore it, Harry. He only wants a reaction," I sighed.

I few seconds of silence passed while Harry breathed in and out steadily. I stood patiently, waiting for his decision. 

"I don't think I've ever been this mad," he mumbled, running a hand through his hair.

I laughed softly, then left my phone and his laptop on the television stand before walking over to his side of the bed. I rested my hands on either side of his face and planted my lips against his.