"Can we see him?" I asked as Harry & I came running through the hospital doors.

"They're running a few tests right now but after that I'm sure he'd love to see you two." Mary smiled at us.

We took a seat and I bounced my leg up and down, anxiously. I really wanted this nightmare to be over and I think so did everyone else.

"Hey, it's okay. He's alright." Harry whispered and placed his hand on my knee in order to stop me from bouncing my leg.

I nodded and he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers to comfort me. We waited for what felt like such a long time but about twenty minutes later a doctor came to tell us he was ready to have visitors.

Mary & Richard immediately followed the doctor while Harry & I walked behind them.

As we arrived in front of his room his parents went in first while we waited so they could have a little privacy. I was holding Harry's hand with both of mine to keep me from running my hand through my hair a million times and touching my face nervously.

Suddenly the door opened and Richard waved us inside. We walked past him until we saw Wes laying in the hospital bed all bruised up.

"There you are." He said but his voice sounded very rough and almost dry like a desert.

"We'll be back." Mary said and patted Wes' leg before leaving the room with Richard right behind her.

"Now come here." Wes opened his arms for both Harry & I. We hesitated but gave in anyways and went over to hug him.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered, feeling at least a little responsible for what happened even though everyone told me not to.

"For what?" Wes asked as we pulled away from the hug.

"You went to get me a cake and-"

"I'm just gonna stop you right there." Wes interruped me.

"You had absolutely nothing to do with this. It's not you fault okay? I decided to get you a cake and well I'm sad to announce that the cake in fact didn't make it." He joked, making me sigh because even though he was just in a coma he was now cracking jokes again.

"Glad you're okay mate." Harry said from beside me and Wes grinned, knowingly.

"And I'm glad my bad luck got you two back in bed together. That's nice."

I caughed as I unexpectedly choked on my own saliva while Wes was now laughing his head off. I felt someone patting my back and I looked up to see Harry scratching his neck just as embarrassed as me.

"I actually wasn't 100% sure because when you came in there was a little hand holding going on but your reaction just completely gave it away."

Even though my face was probably the color of a tamato right now, I was more than happy to have Wes back.

The whole day we spend with him and his parents and it felt like nothing ever happened and it has always been like this.

Stuff like this makes you realize that things can just happen at any given moment and there is no way to prevent them from happening. It's scary but it also makes you appreciate what you have and to never take anything for granted.

Later that day, when visiting hours were over, we headed home and I was more than relieved when Harry didn't even hesitate to step into the elevator with me to get to my apartment.

"You wanna watch something?" He asked after I had come out of the bathroom to see him already laying on one side of my bed.

"I always wanna watch something." I replied and grabbed the remote from him as I got into the bed as well.

After a long discussion about weather we should start watching Lucifer or Suits we finally agreed on Lucifer. A couple episodes in we both got way too tired to continue watching so we went to sleep.

This time without fearing for Wes' life.

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The next couple days were a blurr. Every day we would visit Wes in the hospital the minute visiting hours started to the minute they ended.

The good news were that Wes was finally doing much better and is even allowed to leave the hospital soon which he seemed very excited about.

However, for me & Harry it was time to go back to work tomorrow since today was a Sunday. The company needed me and even though everything was handled while I was gone I still needed to proof that I was a good boss.

I didn't have much time to prove myself yet.

Fortunately for me the 25th anniversary of the magazine was coming up and for the special anniversary edition we needed to work really hard to release the best magazine we have ever released in those 25 years.

No pressure at all.

Preparation started tomorrow and this was going to be one of the most stressful times yet. Head to head with the MET Gala I would say.

"So about tomorrow." I trailed off, shoving the food on my plate from side to side without actually eating it.

"Hmm?" Harry asked with his mouth full, clearly enjoying the food we had ordered.

"How will we act around each other? Would we even acknowledge each other? Eat lunch together? Hold hands? Kiss?" I asked, imagining how difficult everything would be no matter what we decided.

I noticed Harry had stopped eating and swallowed everything that was already in his mouth before clearing his throat. He didn't seem to expect my sudden outburst of questions regarding our private life mixed with our working life.

"I should've known this question was coming." He mumbled, taking a sip out of his glass as I waited patiently for him to answer my burning questions.

"Personally, I think it would be best for us to keep our private life...private. I don't want to cause a scene or have people gossip over everything they might see. I want to stay professional." He explained and even though I didn't want to understand him, I did.

"Okay. So we don't acknowledge each other. Good." I summarized what he was trying to say and went back to shoving food from one side of the plate to the other.

I heard Harry sigh before he grabbed both my hands and pulled me up so I could stand in between his legs.

"I want nothing more than to show everyone how I feel about you but I also want to keep the respect I've gathered from everyone over the years. I don't care about what they would think about us but I also know that I would put my position in jeopardy and what good would that do?"

The whole time he kept his eyes fixed on mine and brushed his thumbs over my knuckles as if trying to make sure I would understand the situation from his point of view.

"I do understand. Doesn't mean I wouldn't want for things to be different though." I sighed and placed my hands on the back of his neck as he pulled my legs up so I would straddle him.

"I know...and I do too but this is how things have to be for now." He said before pulling me close to connect our lips, giving me no time to responds.

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