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

Chapter 42

Harry whistled as he unlocked the door between the garage and the house. He'd been to his favorite florist and ordered flowers for Ashley, picked up groceries to cook dinner for her, and talked with his family about meeting her.

The sex this morning was incredible. That tattoo is so damn sexy. Her toned body on his lap was such a turn-on. The way she entrusted herself to him made him want her all the more. She was incredibly beautiful in the morning light coming through the blinds. He could have stayed there all day enjoying her.

The chirping from Harry's new phone interrupted his thoughts.

    A: The flowers are beautiful. Thank you. Can't wait to see you later.

    H: You're welcome, baby. Have a good afternoon.

Harry shook his head, smiled to himself, and began to whistle again.

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Ashley looked at his text and frowned. She'd always hated the pet name "baby." Her mother called her that no matter what the situation. With Harry though, it felt different. Maybe they'd talk about it.

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Increasingly throughout the afternoon, Ashley did not feel well. Around 5:30 Steve stopped by the host stand. "Ugh honey. What's up? You look terrible."

"Thanks a lot. I feel terrible."

"Why don't you go home? We have enough people to cover for tonight. Get some rest. You've been under so much stress. Go home. We've got this."

Ashley didn't need convincing. When she got in her car, she called Harry.

"Hi! I didn't expect to hear from you until 6:00."

"I think I'm coming down with something. I haven't been feeling well all afternoon. I just want to go home and get in the bed."

"Actually, I'm at your place."

"Really. How did you get in?"

"Your aunt."

"How does she even know I want you there?" she asked irritably.

"Because I charmingly convinced her that I need to be here when you get home."

"Harry, I don't know. I feel pretty awful."

"Then you'll be happy I'm here."

"Why is that?" she asked.

"Because I'm cooking dinner for you."

"I don't think I'm very hungry right now."

"Luckily this is something that can go in the fridge. Do you want me to get you some soup or something?"

"I just want to get in my bed."

"See you when you get here," he said.

She set her phone on the console and tried to decide what she wanted to do about Harry. The idea that he is going to be there is appealing but could I keep up with him when feeling so awful. I definitely don't feel like having sex. I just want to go to bed, turn on a movie, and sleep.

A honking horn alerted her to the green light. She pulled into the lot of a convenience store to buy some Sprite then called her aunt, "Hi there."

"Ashley, dear, how are you?"

"Not too good. I started feeling poorly earlier and now I just want to get in the bed. I'm not coming by because I don't want to give Uncle Raymond something."

"You don't sound great. Do you want me to call the doctor? I don't think so."

"Alright. Call me if you need anything."