Dream Catcher (amnesia) - h.s.

2: 'When did we first meet?' - the love story

I don't know if the half hour thinking was useful for anything. I got used to the situation just slightly more than I was before, just enough to be able to have a normal conversation. I do need that conversation now. I need answers. So I ask the nurse if she'll send Harry in. Only seconds later, the door opens and he comes in. He sits on the chair next to me and grabs my hand without hesitating. I can't help but stare at our hands, which are intertwined.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He whispers, letting go of my hand. "It's just a habit, I've spent so many days and nights sitting here holding your hand."

"No, please, don't let go. I just have to get used to it. It's okay."

There's a short silence.

"So, this situation kind of sucks." He then says, and I chuckle.

"Yeah, it is."

"You really don't remember anything?"

"I remember it being the beginning of 2012, living in my apartment in London, studying at the..."

"Film academy." He ends my sentence.

"Yeah." I say, flustered. "I had this huge celebrity crush on you. Like, huge. So it's incredibly weird for me that you're here right now. Saying that we're married. How long have we been married?"

"Only a couple months." He's playing with one of his many rings, the one I assume is our wedding ring.

"When did we first meet?"

"We met in Spain, actually, in July 2012. The boys and me had a show in Barcelona, and we flew in two days early, so we were just strolling around town. You were there with your best friend, Leah. You had just passed all your exams and you made it to the next year, so you took Leah on a trip to Spain to celebrate. You guys had tickets for our show. How much of this do you know?"

"I know Leah. Am I still friends with her?"

"Yeah, I don't think you'll ever be not friends with her." He smiles.

"Okay, good. That's good. I remember struggling to pass that year, but it's nice to hear that I did. And I think we had plans to get tickets for a show in the summer. I don't remember deciding on going to Spain, or actually getting the tickets."

"Okay, so we'll figure out where your memories end. Anyway, you were in Barcelona at the same time. We were in town, strolling around, which never goes well, because fans find out where we are, and everything turns into madness. We should have known that. The street was getting too crowded, and it was getting dangerous, so our bodyguards led us into this small clothing store in an alley. The people that worked in the shop were so nice, they made sure no one could get in anymore. That meant that no one could get out either. They thought the store was empty."

"But it wasn't. We were there, weren't we?"

"Yeah, do you remember?" He asks hopefully.

"No, I could guess." I say. He looks disappointed.

"We had to wait until the streets were clear and we could all get out safely, but that took quite a while, because these girls just wouldn't leave. We were in that store for hours, and you two were very calm, not like the crazy fangirls outside at all, which was nice and refreshing for us. We had a lot of time to kill, so we all got to know each other, had a laugh. It was so much fun. You told us that you had tickets for our show, so we made sure you'd get VIP tickets, and we'd arranged for us all to meet after the show. You and me exchanged phone numbers, so we could 'text about where we'd meet', which was bullshit, of course." He chuckles.

"So we met after the show?" I ask. It's almost starting to sound like a fairy tale and I'm dying to find out how it ends.

"Yeah, we did. We all went out for drinks, and after that we went to a club. We were all a little tipsy, and I decided to walk you and Leah to your hotel. The other boys had gone off to our hotel, but I was still hoping to have a moment alone with you. When we were at the front door, Leah slipped inside and left the two of us standing there. That's when we first kissed. We also said goodbye, because we were flying to some other country the next day. We started texting every day, and sometimes we'd call. I was on tour, so we couldn't meet, but we were both sure we'd want to as soon as we could. So between two tour dates, I left the boys and went home for just two days. The boys told me I was crazy, but I had to see you. I didn't tell you that I came home for you, though. We had our first official date, which was so much fun, and we kissed again. We wanted to make it official, but I think we both didn't have the courage, because it was so soon, and I would be away on tour for quite a long time after that, so we didn't. But we kept talking, and when I finally came home and had a couple months off touring, we started officially dating, and we spent a lot of time together."