She woke up in a white room.
Not knowing much about what was going on or where she was, but very disturbed about her headache. As she started to get focus on her vision sight, she saw a man, sitting and sleeping in an armchair. It was probably in the middle of the night. She couldn’t know.
And then she realized she didn’t know. She couldn’t remember. What was she doing there, in a hospital bed? The last memory she had was finally getting the keys for their new apartment. Hers and Harry’s.
At least she could remember his name. And the day they met each other.
They were in a club but she wasn’t enjoying much. He stopped next to her in the bar and started looking. His eyes were deep enough to make her feel intimidated. In a good way.
“Hey” He said and drank the rest of his drink. She was having orange juice, which made her feel a little pathetic.
“Hi” She said back with a smile.
“Orange juice? It’s a good choice actually” He said as he could read her mind. She felt butteflies in her stomach immediatelly. Fuck.
“The best drink i must say” He laughed. What a great laugh he had. Music to her ears. The soundtrack of a perfect movie.
She could remember the first time they kissed.
It was New Year’s day and that was the first one she didn’t spend with her family. Even being close to them, she felt great being with Harry. Everything lived with him had a special touch, a magical feeling, like a movie scene or a romantic chapter in a diary.
As the fireworks covered up the sky, Harry leaned towards her, making their lips touch, making tis their new year resolution. She couldn’t ask for anything more because Harry was the man of her dreams. Straight out of a romantic comedy starring Harry Styles, the man of your dreams.
As they kissed, thats how it felt to be a firework, blowing up in excitment, making everything turn into glitter, feeling hot like the stars shining in te sky.
She could remember the first time they said the three magic words: I love you
After being a week away from each other, she felt what was like to really miss someone. Miss the daily routine with someone. Share your biggest moments with someone. Go one dates and walks through the parks with someone. Kiss and hug an have sex with someone. She really missed it all. She really missed him
And he really missed her. Her laugh and he called her cute names. Her non funny jokes. Her voice on his ear. Her kisses on his cheeks. Her lovely way of saying she was tired and wanted to go to bed. Her sexy way of taking her clothes off. He missed it all. And he was gone for just a week.
So as they ran into each other, finally hugging and feeling each others skin, Harry felt it was the right time for saying the most obvious thing he could ever say. He loved her.
“I love you” She said it first.
But as she looked at him, waking up from his nap, she realized something was different. He looked at her, feeling greateful that she was finally opening her eyes. Those were some dark days, not knowing what was gonna happen, not knowing when or if she was coming back. But there she was, the same eyes as always, bright and blue.
“Hey babe” She whispered “What am i doing here?”
“You were in an accident, but it’s okay now” He sad, sitting by her side in her hospital bed. She tried to sit but he didn’t let her, scared of doing something that would cause her any harm.
“When can i go home?” She asked him, but he didn’t know the answer. “I... I don’t remember... What accident?”
“Car accident. It wasn’t your fault, I guess... You were alone”
“You weren’t there?” She asked, a little confused. She couldn’t picture not sharing everything with him. He was always there.
“No... You... You don’t remember?” He asked back.
“What? What i don’t remember?” Her heart was beating faster now, that was the scariest experience of her life. Not remembering. It’s like you don’t exist. Or a least a part of you, that something is missing and you don’t know what. That’s how she was feeling and how scaried she was. Her blue eyes were big and curious, looking right into Harry’s.
“We broke up a year ago...” He finally sad.
“I... I don’t remember” She felt alone. Sad. Angry. Weird. How could she not remember somthing as broking up with the love of her life?
All she could remember was him. And then she felt like she didn’t remember anything at all.
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