The next day Wes' parents texted me, letting me know that nothing has changed from when we left yesterday and that they were now at Wes' apartment to shower and just try to have a good sleep which probably won't be the case.

After I ate some breakfast at noon I decided to at least go for a walk instead of just laying in bed waiting for news about Wes.

I somehow ended up at the company and so I decided to check if everything was doing alright without me here. Normally I wouldn't enter the company in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie so luckily I had sunglasses with me and no one noticed me as I made my way to my office.

I texted my dad's friend Oliver and told him to come into my office without telling anyone I was here and minutes later the door opened and Oliver walked in to greet me.

"You got everything under control?" I asked, playing with the ring on my finger.

"Of course. How's your friend?" He asked and I took a seat on the little table were Wes and I would always eat lunch at.

I answered Oliver's question with little to no detail and told him I'd be on my way and that I was just making sure everything was fine. He once again reassured me that everything was in fact doing good which was a major relief.

On my way out I decided to make a stop at Wes' office and maybe see if he left some stuff here that he might need when he wakes up.

As soon as I arrived on the floor where his office was I noticed someone was inside and when I squinted my eyes I gasped as I figured out who it was.

"Are you forreal?" I asked as I stormed into the office.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, sounding surprised to see me.

"I was on a walk and ended up here so I just went to check if everything was alright. What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked him the same question he asked me.

"I can't just stay home all day waiting for some news. I can't sit around and wait for a call from his parents. I just can't." He answered, raising his voice which he apparently loved to do whenever he was talking to me.

"Why didn't you come to me?" I asked and I tried so hard not to sound desperate and sad. I failed.

He was silent for a moment. Probably thinking about what he could say to let me down easily.

"I didn't want to be a burden." He admitted quietly, so quiet that the sound of my heart cracking might have been louder. I studied his face and saw the dark circles under his eyes, telling me that he probably didn't sleep well last night.

"You will never be a burden to me. Please come with me." I basically begged him because he was in no condition to work right now. He nodded and I sighed in relief so we made our way out of the company and to his car this time that was still parked in the same spot.

I took his keys from him and drove home in no time. When we arrived I took his hand and pulled him towards the stairs and all the way up to his apartment where I made him change into comfortable clothes.

He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom where we would get under the covers. I pushed one of the pillows behind my back and sat up a little against the headboard before opening my arms for him.

Harry accepted the invite and laid his head on my belly while he wrapped his arms around me. I felt his need for comfort and so I tried my best to give it to him.

I ran my hands through his brown locks over and over again until I felt his breathing getting slower and more steady, meaning he was now asleep in my arms.

He was hesitant at first to show me that he was vulnerable and not doing okay but I'm so glad that he opened up and let me in.

When he woke up a couple hours later he seemed very well rested which was great. I had taken a nap as well but still woke up about half an hour before him.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as he lifted his head up to look at me.

"Good." He replied and just kept looking me in the eyes.

"That's good." I replied awkwardly because neither of us was breaking the eye contact.

I noticed him slowly leaning up so I mirrored his actions and leaned towards him until our faces were only a few inches away.

Suddenly he placed his hand behind my head and finally connected our lips. The kiss was slow and short lived due to the weird position we were in so I scooted down a little while Harry leaned up so we were on the same level.

Without even realizing it we were back to kissing and his hands that were roaming my body became more eager. Soon enough Harry was on top of me and redirected his lips from my lips to my neck.

My hands ran up and down his back until I grabbed the hem of his shirt to pull it over his head and toss it somewhere, not at all caring where it landed.

Moments later there was no barrier of clothes between us anymore and my heart was pounding so hard in my chest that Harry must've felt it.

We stared into each other eyes and finally he sunk himself into me, making both of us gasp due to the overwhelming feeling of our bodies connecting.

I moaned his name loudly as he kept hitting the right spots just like he did the last time. He spread my legs wider and let me wrap them around his waist in order to pull him closer and have him sink in deeper.

"Oh Ana." He groaned loudly before connecting our lips again.

When he pulled away to breath and moan out my name again I could've finished right then and there.

He sped up his movements as the pressure kept building inside of me. I tucked his hair on the back of his neck as we made out almost aggressively.

"Harry." I moaned as he pulled away to look me in the eyes again. Watching me because he knew I was about to finish.

With one more thrust I had finally reached my high and not long after Harry did too.

We laid in his bed, wrapped up in each others arms when suddenly my phone rang.

I leaned up to grab it and saw that it was Mary.

"Hello?" I answered the phone, waiting for a responds.

"He's awake."

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the timing? exceptional 🤌🏼