Forget Me Not- l.s.

Chapter Two

"Are you sure his name is Harry Styles?" Zayn asked, he kept his eyes glued to the computer screen in front of him.

Louis rolled his eyes, "of course I'm sure! He told me it was."

"It could be a fake name." Zayn suggested. His voice was slightly muffled from Louis' old phone speaker. "I mean you were with him for like 5 minutes. Why does it matter anyway?"

Matter of fact it was 15 minutes, Louis thought to himself before he stored it away and decided it wasn't the right time to bring it up. "It matters because every book deserves to be returned to their rightful owner!" He sighed and opened the front cover up to reveal where Harry had neatly printed his name in elegant handwriting, "besides the name is written right here, so it has to be his name."

"Or he got it from a thrift store and decided to take on the name as a fake persona to escape weirdos like you." Zayn responded.

Sure, all of these things could be plausible but Louis didn't want them to be true. Louis wanted Harry to be real, to at least know that he wasn't going insane. "Will you just look up the damn name?"

"Jeez, yes I'll look up the name for you, your highness." Zayn rolled his eyes playfully and started quickly typing away on his computer.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Louis looked up at the clock on the other side of his bedroom, the hour hand neared midnight but it was the only time he was able to get ahold of his best friend. Plus, sleep wasn't really on his mind considering the nap he had taken earlier in the day.

And, even though Louis had only met Harry for a mere 15 minutes, it was all he could think about. Harry's long chocolate brown hair and prince-charming like green eyes to match, just sitting next to the boy felt like some kind of miracle.

Even if the thought of Harry made Louis feel like he needed to burst at the seams, he stayed silent because he didn't want to ruin Zayn's focus on the task at hand. But silence always allowed doubts to come in and tell Louis that he had made everything up, and if Harry didn't already think he was insane, he was definitely going to think that now.

Yet, the universe had other plans because just before the doubts turned his mind into a complete black whole, Zayn was finally finished with all of his research. "Is this the guy you saw?" He turned his phone's camera around to show his computer screen. Louis then felt a rush of relief when he saw the same boy he'd seen earlier.

"Yeah, it is." He said.

"No fucking way." Zayn responded, his eyes wide with shock. "His parents are the owners of Gardenia Winery, also known as the most famous winery like ever. "

Louis' mouth dropped so wide that a fly could decide to make it their home. "You're joking right?"

"Nope, if you don't believe me search, 'Styles Family Cannes' and you'll see exactly what I'm talking about." Louis quickly picked up his phone and exited out of the facetime page, then into safari. He tapped his screen swiftly until the entire question was written out. And, just like Zayn had said, Harry's face along with his family's was plastered all over his phone. ' Styles family catering Cannes Film Festival .' and then another saying, ' Styles family produce new champagne including special 'secret' ingredients .'

"This is," Louis swiped back over to the facetime call, "absolutely insane. There is no way that I met the son of a rich winery owner on my first day in France. This is like something out of a romance novel."

Zayn smirked, "I say go for it, make him fall in love with you and give you all his money."

"What is it with you and money?" Louis rolled his eyes, affectionately.