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

Chapter 57

"Explain to me again why you're suddenly interested in the wine industry," Gemma said to Harry.

"I'm thinking about starting a collection or making an investment. Come on. We'll get to do lots of tasting. You'll love it."

"Lead the way."

His eyes followed his finger as it ran down the list of booths stopping when he saw a familiar name. "Shit."

"What?" asked Gemma.

"Let's go," he said grabbing her arm.

"Jesus, Harry. What's the hurry?"

He didn't answer until he stopped several feet away from the large canopy bearing the name "Russo Vineyards" across the front.

"Hey, isn't that the last name of the girl you've been moaning over?"

"It is. She never said anything about her family having vineyards."

"And you're surprised by this."

"Unfortunately, yes."

His eyes took in the group of people talking to potential clients. When one of the men stepped away from the counter, he caught a glimpse of her. "It can't be."

"What?" asked Gemma.

"She's here."

"You told me you left her in the hospital."

"I did."

He watched her smile at a potential buyer. The body language of the man told him that this guy was very into Ashley. Who wouldn't be? She's . . . No, nope . . . we're not going there, he thought.

Harry just couldn't take his eyes off of her. It was obvious to him that she'd been ill. She was thinner than when they'd first met. Her smile wasn't as bright as usual. She'd carefully attempted to cover the dark circles under her eyes. Despite all of that, she was absolutely cannot as beautiful as he'd thought from the beginning.

"What are you grinning at you dork?" asked Gemma.

"That's her."

"Who is her?"

"That's Ashley in the black sweater."

"Wow!"

"That's what I said the first time I saw her."

"Let's say hi," said Gemma grabbing him by the hand.

He dug in his heels, but it was too late. Ashley's eyes widened momentarily before she regained her composure. Gemma continued to pull him along until they reached the counter where she stood.

"I'll be right with you," she said softly.

"No worries. We'll wait," said Gemma.

Several minutes passed before Ashley finished with a new client and turned her attention back to Harry and his guest.

"Hello, I'm Ashley . . ."

"Russo. Yes, I know," said Gemma.

"Harry," Ashley said.

"Ashley."

"Great. Now we all know one another's names," said Gemma sarcastically.

Ashley found this quite funny and laughed.

"So, weren't you in the hospital?"

Ashley excused herself with one of the staff and stepped around the counter and out into the wide walkway. "Would you like to get a cup of coffee? There is a service area for the vendors downstairs."