Amnesia

Harry

When I woke up I only knew three people. My mum, Gemma my sister, and Louis Tomlinson. He didn't seem to fit but at the same time he did. My mind kept repeating that I love him. Only I wasn't sure how I loved him, it felt different than what I felt for my mum and Gemma. It felt intimate and my heart fluttered at the thought of him.

"Where's Louis?" I asked my mum. It was the first words I spoke when I woke up. "Why isn't he here?"

"He's..." mum began then stopped. "He's busy Harry and can't come."

"Call him," I insisted. "He'll come. I know he will." And for some reason I believed that. I knew in my heart he would come. I only wondered why he wasn't next to me when I woke up. He loves me like I love him. I think?

"I'll call him," Gemma said and left the room.

"How are you feeling love?" Mum asked.

"Foggy," I said. "Nothing makes sense."

"Do you know what today is?" She asked.

"Umm," I hummed. "Tuesday?"

"Oh," she said. "No baby. It's Friday. 2020."

"What! 2020! What's the date?"

"November 11th," she said.

"Oh," I said. "I don't remember anything. Why am I here was I in an accident?"

"You were," she said and ran her hand down my cheek. "You had an accident on October 31st. You're healing well."

"My head hurts," I told her. "And I need to see Louis."

"You haven't seen Louis in quite some time," she told me.

"Why?"

"Just rest love," she told me and I relaxed onto the bed. "Hopefully he will come see you."

"I hope so," I told her.

Louis walked in with three other guys I didn't know and he looked like a dream. So handsome. His hair was hidden beneath a beanie but some stuck out the front. He was hesitant at first but walked straight up to me and held my hand.

We're not together. My mind was so certain about me and him. We had dated but we don't anymore. My heart loves him but my mind can't piece it together.

"Are you ok?" Gemma asks after Louis walked out.

"No," I say and let the tears fall. "He's not in love with me like I thought he was."

"Oh Harry," Gemma says and hugs me. "You two are both so stupid. You always have been. He loves you, I know he does."

"He loves me like a friend," I tell her. "He's not in love with me."

I want so badly to remember why we aren't together any longer but no matter how much I think about it nothing comes. No memories of us. No memories of the band I was apparently a part of.

My mum enters the room with tears running down her cheeks. She had made her way out of my room when Gemma said Louis was here and I'm not sure why.

"You ok?" I ask her.

She wiped her eyes and looks at me. "I'm ok," she says. "Just ran into your mates."

"And they made you cry?" I ask I suddenly feel protective of my mum. "Why would they do that if they're my mates?"

"There's so much to discuss," she says and stands next to me. "We'll talk about it later they didn't make me cry on purpose love so don't worry."

"Alright," I say. I have no reason to not believe her. "I'm sleepy now," I say and close my eyes.