Excessive (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 63.

*FLASHBACK*

I giggled to myself as I carried the heavy bucket of water up the stairs. All day Harry had been in a cheeky mood and playing many juvenile games with me and finally after hours of his constant smirks of satisfactory I will finally be able to get my revenge. After his last prank which involved quiet the mess, he was taking a hot shower due to the coldness outside, but his shower won't be hot for much longer.

As I reached his bathroom I quietly crept my way across the tile and stood right in front of the shower curtain. The steam from the shower welcomed my body and with much effort I pulled the bucket of freezing ice water up over my head so it would be in line with the top of the shower curtain. I giggled once before sticking it in the shower curtain and flipping the entire bucket upside and on to Harry's head.

"What the fück!" Harry screamed as I busted out in laughter and dropped the bucket on the tile floor behind me. Harry's head stuck out the curtain of the shower as he wiped his face with his hands to try to clear his vision. His hair was completely soaked in water as the top of his wet torso was bare to my eyes. He looked at me with wide eyes before breaking into a devious smirk. "You're going to get it" he said making me squeal and charge out of the bathroom.

I ran away from the doors of the bathroom and right out of his room with a playful scream and soon I heard his wet, heavy footsteps following me. I laughed and ran towards the stair case before looking behind my back. He was catching up to me but I could tell he was trying to keep the white towel wrapped around his waist. A laugh erupted from my chest at the picture but continued to race down the stairs.

"Get over here you" he taunted making my adrenaline only increase.

The both of us knew all too well that he could easily catch up to me with no problem, but this whole chase was fun and I could tell that he was happy to finally get a rise out of me after being pranked all day. Once I made it to the bottom of the stairs I ran into the kitchen looking for a place to run. I soon came to realize I was now cornered and there was no way I would be able to get away now.

"Nowhere to go" he teased as his heavy footsteps subsided and he entered the kitchen. The smile was still on his face at his victory.

"I'm going to outrun you" I teased, going on the opposite side of the island to gain distance between us.

"I bet you are, baby" he said sarcastically, resting one hand on the counter top while the other kept the towel on his hips. I knew that he would catch me but that was the fun of it, having all this adrenaline only for it to all end with his victory.

I charged towards the kitchen door as his hand flew out to just catch my hips from going anywhere. He wrapped his strong arm around my waist and pulled me into his wet chest. The water that was still dripping from his hair and body began wetting my clothes as I whined at his antics.

"Let me go!" I whined like a child as he backed me up into the wall next to the refrigerator.

"No way" he said as a smirk plastered on his face. His body was pressed against fine as I was now trapped between the wall and his almost naked body.

"This isn't fair! You've been playing pranks on me all day!" I playfully pouted as his hand traveled up to cup my cheek.

"I don't know what you're talking about" he said rolling his eyes. I shoved his body as hard as I could while playfully allowing his to press into mine. He was down one hand as he was holding on to his towel giving me a slight advantage.

"Let me go" I said with a laugh as he pressed his smile into my hair.

"If you run the towel comes off" he said making me gasp and look at him.

"No!" I screeched with a smile dancing my lips. As much as I would love to see his body bare, I really don't want to right this second. "Let me go!" I repeated making him shake his head but release my hip from his hold.

"Whatever you say" he said, tugging the towel lower on his hips allowing some of the dark pubic hair to be visible. I gasped and pushed on his chest.

"Harry!" I said watching his cheeky smirk take over his face.

"I have no shame, sweetheart" he said making me shake my head and push against his shoulders.

"Get away, dirty boy" I teased making him raise an eyebrow and bit the side of his bottom lip.

"If you insist" he said letting the towel slowly begin to fall. I gasped and grabbed the top of the soft cotton before holding it up on his hips for him.

"Harry Styles!" I yelled, holding the towel up with one hand and placing my other hand through his hair. "Take this, hold your towel right now!" I yelled making him smirk.

"Now you really can't go anywhere" he smirked making me realize my predicament.

Before I could even begin to scold him he pressed me hard against the wall and grabbed me with both of his now free hands. My cheeks were held in his palms as he brought my face up to his. His lips crashed onto mine and almost immediately his tongue had been begging for entrance. I gasped and allowed his skillful tongue begin its assault on my own. And for that moment, I forgot about all the scolding I had in mind for him.

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"How was your sleep?" I heard a voice above me whisper.

I looked up and saw Luchesi's face hovering right above mine. Once I was sat up I saw that I was no longer in the car, but I was now in a living room laying down on a couch. How long had I been asleep?

"It was okay" I said shrugging my shoulders and wiping my face with my palms.

"You've been out for a few hours, it's 11:00 at night" he said making me raise my eyebrows.

"Where are we?" I asked making him sigh and crouch down besides the couch.

"We are in Vienna, Austria. This is my second house in Europe" he said making me raise my eyebrows.

"Does he know I'm here?" I asked making him bit his lip.

"I only told him that you were with me" he said making me nod slowly and rest my head against the back of the couch.

"What's wrong?" he asked making me shake my head and look away.

"Nothing" I said dryly making him shake his head.

"You miss him, don't you?" he asked making me sigh.

Do I really? After all of the awful fights we have been through, after all of his spiteful words, do I really miss him? I know it's hard for him to face his emotions and any of his problems but do I really miss then man that kidnapped me right from my home and had threatened me through my first month in Europe?

"Yes, I miss Harry"

A/N;

Please don't hate me for not updating !!!! I suck I know but the weekend before last I had comp and my solo got a title so that meant I had to go back on the sunday and I was there all day so I couldn't write and then all that week I was working on things for my dance banquet then the banquet was last week and then I was sick and so much crap happened but I do have some good news!!

if you happen to be Polish or Italian I have two translations of Excessive!!

For my Polish readers the translation is by: crazysmile2405

For my Italian readers the translation is by: grebxy

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