Rewrite the Stars (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)

Chapter 12

~Him~

The next morning, I sat anxiously eating my breakfast parfait. I'd told (Y/N) I loved her last night and here she was standing at the other side of the table, still not having said anything in regards to my confession. I didn't necessarily expect her to say it back, but she acted as if nothing happened last night, and I didn't know what to make of it.

I meant what I said when I told her I loved her. I didn't care if it had only been a few days. I hadn't felt love for another woman in over ten years, but that didn't mean I didn't recognize the feeling when it arose.

For what felt like the millionth time, I wished I knew what she was thinking. But what I did know was this - if she didn't want to talk about it, I'd have to approach the subject carefully.

"So," I started, "my business here is almost finalized. If I can get Ramon to agree to sign some papers, I'll have his company. And, then I'll be flying back home to Central City."

What will she say to that?

(Y/N) sat down in her chair and pretended to read the newspaper. "You've worked so hard on this. I'm so happy for you."

Her words didn't match her eyes. I set my hand on top of hers.

"(Y/N), I realize our time is coming to an end very soon," I said, trying to get her to look at me, "and I meant what I said... last night, and I thought I'd be a fool if I didn't ask-"

My phone decided to ring in my pocket, vibrating urgently to get my attention. I wanted to throw the device across the room at the sight of Jack's name, but I answered it anyway. As usual, the man began talking before I could acknowledge him.

"You need to get down here, now. Ramon wants to discuss the papers with only you."

Not now, please.

"Did he say why?" I asked.

"No, just that he'd only discuss it with you," Jack explained, "and it had to be today. He's here right now."

"Yeah, okay," I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. I hung up and had to decide between securing this company deal or trying to convince the woman I loved to stay with me.

"I have to go..." I said slowly, "It's about Ramon, but I will be right back. Please, don't go anywhere, okay?"

(Y/N) nodded wordlessly, eyes fixated on the fruit plate in front of her. I could only hope she wouldn't decide to flee before our time had run out.

~

Jack was on me the instant I walked in the offices. He had always been terrible when it came to spatial awareness.

"Ramon is in the conference room with my associates," Jack informed me, "He won't speak business unless you're in there."

I said nothing and inhaled a deep breath before entering the conference room. What I needed to do had suddenly become so apparent. I walked into the room and addressed the group of executives.

"Can Mr. Ramon and I have the room, please," I said authoritatively, and everyone promptly started to move. Jack furrowed his brow and I got a few other curious looks, not least from Ramon himself, but they did as I said, leaving the space until it was just the two of us.

"Wells, I'm giving up. You're getting my entire life's work, there is nothing you can say to make that any better-"

"I hope to change your mind on that," I replied, coming around the table and taking the vacant chair next to him. "An idea was suggested to me earlier this week, but until now, I didn't want to consider it. But now, I think that it might be the best thing for the both of us."

Ramon looked intrigued and turned his chair to face me more directly. "What are you thinking?"

"That I've been... selfish. Truly, my hamartia throughout the years, even when I try to deny it. I've denied a lot of things about myself in the past... but I digress. Consider every option, every dollar amount I've offered you, Ramon, and disregard it."

"What'chu talkin' 'bout, Wells?" Even while conducting business, the young punk made television show references from before he was born.

"I'm saying, I don't want your company anymore," I explained, "What I want now is to be your collaborative partner on the Telecator project."

"My partner? On the Trans-Dimensional Telecator project?" Ramon attempts to comprehend. "You understand that requires shared recognition, profits, and ideas, right?"

I gave the younger man a small smile. "Yeah, I understand that, and I'm willing to change so that we can create something spectacular that this world - and others - greatly needs." I stuck my hand out to him and hoped for the best. "What do you say?"

There was a beat of silence where I was sure I'd just made a jackwagon out of myself, but then Ramon shook my hand, genuinely smiling at me for possibly the first time, ever.

"Now that I can agree to," he said.

"Really?"

"Really. I'll look forward to working together."

"Great. Yes, I will to," I said, a little confused at how easy that was. "Can I ask why-"

"I know this was her idea. She's good for you, Wells," he said and immediately I knew he was talking about (Y/N). He honestly was a bright kid. "I hope you realize that. Don't ever let her slip away from you."

I nodded. "She's incredible, I know, and I hope I can make it work."

"We'll keep in touch about our first partnership meeting," he assured me, "but in the meantime, you should go see about 'making it work.'"

Ugh, air quotes.

"Thank you. I will."

Leaving the conference room, I felt considerably better about this whole deal than I think I would have with any other outcome. As I stepped into one of the elevators, I saw Jack and his associates re-enter the room, where Ramon would undoubtedly explain our agreement. I'd have to deal with the fallout on that one later, but for now, there was somewhere much more important that I needed to be.

I got back into the car and told the driver to take me back to the hotel, but a slightly scenic route so that I could think of exactly the right thing to say so that I had the best chance of making this work with (Y/N).