Miss You (Harry Styles)

Chapter 35

*not edited

Melanie

Today, I finally get released from the hospital, however, Dr. Hynes said I have to stick to my routine before the accident, so I have to live with a man I don't remember ever meeting. While in the hospital only a few things came back to me. When I saw my father, I remembered some moments with him and some with Kira. I feel bad for forgetting my little sister especially since she was so excited to have me back and I couldn't even remember her name. I know the same goes with Harry, but I still can't remember a single thing.

I know he use to be my stepbrother and I can see the resemblance between him and his father. Harry also told me we secretly got together when are parents were together too which is hard to believe. Why would I get with my stepbrother? And by what Kelly told me is we had this big romance and drama for awhile until couple months ago when we moved in together.

She also showed me photos and videos of her and Nate's wedding, which I'm not surprised they ended up together because I had a hunch Nate liked her. I was shocked to see Kelly pregnant though, she's was so huge it almost sent me back into a coma. They didn't want to tell me too much because they didn't want to overwhelm me, but just enough so I'm not completely lost. I still have years missing completely, like my college years and why I decided to go into hospitality. I always thought about becoming a teacher or lawyer, but never hospitality.

Speaking of which, I have to put my plans for Mel's Nest on hold until I get more of my memories back. I have some things in a notebook written down, but I'm not sure what any of it means.

Harry hands me some clean clothes and I go to the bathroom to change. Taking off my robe I gasp seeing the two scars on my stomach and one on my leg. They took the stitches out before I woke up so I didn't know how bad everything looked before. However seeing these scars make everything they've told me about the incident feels real now. My hand glides across the scars and the room flashes. An image of me running scared down a dark alley comes to mind. My heart races as I take deep breathes holding myself up with the sink.

For a split second I was reliving it, gosh I don't even want to remember the rest if it's worst than that. I splash my face with some water and finally look myself in the mirror. If I saw myself days ago I would've known years went by; I fill out some areas of my body that I didn't when I was sixteen like my breast and ass. I look weak and sickly looking though, maybe because I haven't had real food. Truthfully, this hospital's food is the worst.

I finally get dress and leave the bathroom as Harry carries the bag of items I had with me when I was taken to the hospital. "You ready," he weakly grins. I know he's just pretending that me forgetting about him doesn't bother him for my sake.

"Yeah," I sigh before he helps me walk out holding my hand. I currently walk with a slight limp since my muscles still pretty weak from not being active for nearly a month.

After getting in the car, we take the quickest route to our house. Our house that sounds so weird to say. Honestly this hole situation is bizarre. I'm twenty-four and basically have a mind of a sixteen year old girl. Oh and I live with my boyfriend who was my stepbrother. How is this my current reality?

The drive was quiet with only some music playing softly in the background. We pull up to a nice brick house and I'm shocked we live in a house this big together. Why not get an apartment if it's just us two?

We go inside and it's decorated nicely. Going into the living room, I get a sense of warmth and serenity. A large paisley colored sofa sits in the center of the room with a loveseat beside it and a round coffee table in front of it. The flatscreen tv is mounted on the wall across it. A couple plants by the window begin to wilt from lack of care hopefully now that we're here we can fix that. A wooden crate of records sit in the corner near the fire place along with the turntable. The beautiful painting of a lily pound is placed above the fireplace. I smile liking how calm it feels in here hopefully every other room in the house makes me feel this at peace.