The Styles Project

Ashton Peterson, your average sixteen year old girl, but she's moving half way across the world! She likes her new neighbor Niall, but starts falling for Harry Styles, and their worst enemy Zayn. Here's the question, will she fall in love, get hurt or will something unexplained happen?


25. Being There

I pulled into the parking lot. A thousand things were running through my head.

Should I leave? Do I really want to do this? I have to.

I let out a sigh and walked up to the doors. They slid open once I got there.

There stood a middle aged woman at the desk with brown hair and glasses looking at papers. She glanced up at me once I came in. "Hello Darling, how may I help you sweetie?" she said.

"Uh, room of Styles? Harry Styles?" I said.

She looked at the computer screen in front of her. "Oh," she said. "He's in room 204."

"Thank you." I said as I walked towards the elevator. Jeez. It smelt kinda bad in some places. There was just unimaginable things that you smelt in there.

The elevator got to the second floor and I rushed inside the room only to find Harry asleep. Harry looked to peaceful sleeping. But the thing that made it hard to look by all that, was the bandage wrapped around his head, stomach, and shoulder. He had no shirt on. Harry... Harry was fit!

The heart monitor was beeping in a steady rhythm. It's just nice to know he's okay.

I walked over and sat next to him in a chair. I just sat there and looked at him. It was just so quiet. "Harry?" I said. Nothing came out of him. "Harry, it's Ashton. I'm just hear to check on you." I grabbed his hand and wrapped it with mine. We were actually holding hands. This isn't bad right? I have a boyfriend and I'm holding my best friends hand? Nah. I laid my head down on the bed to where I was laying down right by his stomach.


What? I looked up and saw the heart monitor go up.94...100..105! I looked back at Harry, who was still asleep, and he wasn't moving or anything.

I was about to let go of his hand and get a nurse when it went back to normal. Thank god. I sat back down next to him. All I wanted was for him to be okay.

I sighed and laid my head back down by his arm. His arm was so muscular! I couldn't help myself but trace the outline of the muscle. When I did, Harry's arm got goose bumps.

I chuckled to myself. "I miss you Harry. I just want you back. Please Harry. I-I...." What am I saying? "I- hm.. I just... want you to be.. better." I closed my eyes and laid my head down on his good shoulder and hummed along to a good song called, Free Fallin'. My finger was dancing around on his skin from me trying to draw things. Then I started to sing out loud, but in a whisper. "And I'm free, free fallin, fallin. And I'm free, free fallin, fallin."

I stopped and sighed. All the sudden I had the thought of Harry smiling. That's weird.

"Why'd you stop? You sounded good." said a husky voice. I jumped up startled. Harry was laying there with his eyes barely open. "Woe, did I scare you? Sorry." he said laughing. He took his good hand and swiped it across his messy hair. "What are you doing here?"

I was still breathing heavy from being scared, but by also the fact that my best friend is awake! "Oh Harry!" I said leaping forward and giving him a hug.

He groaned. "My shoulder." he choked out.

I gasped. "Oh Harry I am so sorry! I'm just happy you're awake!" I wonder if he heard me talk to him....

"It's fine. It's nice to see you here." he said looking at me.

I blushed. "Yeah, but that's kinda the reason I came here...."

Harry looked at me dumbfounded. "Kinda?"

I nodded. "I just want to talk about something else...."

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