Mr.Styles

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

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Bo's Point Of View

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He stood there flabbergasted.

"Hey guys, what are you doing here?" He coughed.

Ed winked at me before turning around to face Harry?

"Um, what are you doing here? Are you hitting on Bo?" Harry looked like he was going to pass out. "I'm kidding Haz." He physically relaxed. "We already know your basically dating."

"What?!" Harry yelled.

"Dude chill, Bo told me a while back." He shrugged.

Harry was beyond pissed. "Are they in on it too?" He spat.

"What are you even talking about?" I shut him up. "I don't fucking remember you dude!"

"What?" He looked hurt almost.

"I fucking lost some of my memory, and you were part of what I forgot okay? So stop talking about some stupid bet I don't remember."

"Oh, that's over by the way." Ed whispered.

"What was it even about?" I asked.

"I don't know, something about if you could get harry to show some interest in you, they would stop teasing you." He shrugged. "Then she took it further. "

"Oh." Harry and I both sighed.

"Um, sorry about making that bet Harry, I don't know why I did it...literally, memory loss and all."

He chuckled. "I guess I forgive you then. "

"Cool.."

"Well we are gonna go, I have to meet up with my girlfriend." Marcel stood up.

"Aww, it worked out!" I giggled.

"Yeah, thanks." He hugged me and they walked out.

"So.." Harry sat down.

"Umm, so like I had a dream about you?"

"Oh really?" He smirked.

"Not like that perv." I hit his arm. He laughed his dimples showing. He's so cute.

"Okay okay, what was the dream?" He tried to keep a serious face.

"We were warming up for a soccer game and I kicked the ball and hit your forehead, and knocked you onto the floor. " I bit my lip.

He laughed. "That did happen babe." He laughed.

Babe.

Huh, I like it. The way it rolls off his tounge.

"Oh?" I questioned.

"Yeah, I invited you to play football with me and my buds from uni and while we practiced you attacked me. " he narrowed his eyes at me.

"It was an accident!" I giggled.

"Yeah, yeah."

"It was!" I shoved him.

"Okay, I believe you." He laughed.

"No, you don't. " I frowned.

"Aww, okay yes I do, I cross my heart." He crossed his heart.

"Okay." I fiddled with my fingers.

He extended his hand and I intwined my hand with his. "Even in a hospital gown, you are so beautiful. " he smiled making me blush.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

"I really do love you, and I hope one day, you can remember that you loved me back." He looked sad.

"I know I did." I played with his rings.

"How?" He looks up at me.

"I can feel it. I don't know how but I can. "  I leaned over and pressed my lips on his.

"Who is this man?!" Fucking mother.

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