If It's What You Want A Harry Styles Fanfiction || h. s.

Chapter 33

Harry opened the hospital room door for Ashley and followed her in.

"Look at you!" said Ashley excitedly. Her uncle was partially dressed, freshly shaved, and sitting in the recliner. She hugged him tightly. "It's so good to see you up. How are you feeling?"

"Good. Best day yet. Hello Harry. How are you?"

"Really well. Thanks for asking."

"Is Aunt Margarite back yet?"

"She went to get some coffee."

"I'm sure she's at the Starbucks on the ground level. I'll see if I can catch her. I'd like some coffee. I didn't sleep much last night," she said looking at Harry.

Her uncle didn't miss the look and smiled. "Go, go. I'll see you in a few minutes."

Ashley jumped up, grabbed her purse, and leaned down to kiss her uncle on the cheek before stopping in front of Harry. When he saw the uncertainty on her face, he leaned forward from where he was sitting on the end of the raised bed and kissed her on the cheek. "See you shortly," he said smiling.

"Harry, how's the filming?"

"I'm practically finished. I'll be called as needed over the next few weeks, but I will have lots of free time."

"So, you aren't moving on to a new project right away?"

"I can't say definitely, but my answer for now is no."

"What are you doing with your free time?"

"Um . . . well . . . I plan to . . ."

"Does it involve my adopted daughter?"

"Ashley?"

"Ashley," confirmed Raymond.

"I hope so."

"Have you been seeing one another?"

"Yes, for about two weeks."

"You understand that she is more important to her aunt and I than anything else? We loved her before we adopted her and we love her even more now."

"I do. I will treat her well. I can assure you I'll take care of her."

"Then perhaps our friendship can remain intact," said Raymond smiling.

"I don't know if you knew that I was able to book a flight with her so we can travel to London together. I would like to spend some time with her while we're there."

"She'll be pretty busy. Have you talked with her?"

"A little. She's still trying to nail down her schedule."

A knock at the door interrupted the conversation. "Hello," said the doctor sticking his head around the corner.

After Harry was introduced to the doctor, he left to find Ashley and her aunt. He'd tried to reach Ashley by phone, but the reception was spotty. As he was about to take the elevator, one of the doors opened and she walked out with her aunt.

"Hey, what's up?" she asked.

"Doctor's in."

"Okay, here's your tea. I'll see you in a few minutes."

"Hello Harry,"

"Hello Mrs. Russo."

Harry stood by one of the windows in the waiting area for the floor. He was attempting to focus on an email, but his mind continued to drift to the early morning and all that had happened since. I cannot get enough of her. My god, she is real and beautiful and incredibly sexy. Her sense of humor, her laugh. Maybe tonight . . . I can't wait to have sex with her, can't wait to fall asleep next to her. Last night, this morning . . . damn.