Over again, literally

I woke up to an unfamiliar smell. I tried to focus my eyes on my surroundings but they were heavy and drowsy. God I felt rough! What happened last night? My head was pounding rhythmically like a hammer against my skull. Where was Harry? I was so tired and confused.

Distant old memories kept floating in and out of my head every time I closed my eyes.

I could feel the salt from the sea spraying against my face as I played on a cornish beach as a child.

The time I lost my locket my father had given to me for my 16th birthday but found it a month later in my sock drawer.

When Harry asked me to be his girlfriend. That was the most special memory I possessed.

We were both 16 and it was during the time of the xfactor live shows. He took me on the London Eye in our own pod one night after the show. I remember how fascinated I was by the breathtakingly beautiful lights of the city below, envisioning it as a delicate and tranquil painting. We were eating Haribos a fan had given Harry while looking out onto the city when he took my hand, sliding one of the Haribo rings onto my finger.

"Would you do the honour of being my girlfriend?" he whispered. I quietly giggled as did he. At that moment I'd never ever felt so loved by someone before. I had never loved someone else so much before. I knew Harry and I shared something special.

"Of course Harry!" I whispered, letting a tear slip and roll down my cheek. He leaned in and delicately kissed me.

I attempted to smile to myself at the though it pained every muscle in my face. I must be so hungover. I roll over; this mattress was way to hard to be mine. Who's bed was I in? Where was I?

I tried to steady my thoughts and concentrate on what I remembered about last night. Heels was one thing that came to mind, I was more of a comfy trainer girl myself so it must have been a special occasion worth putting my feet through the pain of heels. I could feel a soft cotton material against my body, I assumed Harry put me to bed in one of his big baggy t-shirts, I must have worn something of a more glamorous nature if I had worn heels that night.

My started pounding more intensely; someone must've spiked my drink for me to be in so much pain. I went to touch my head only to feel a massive bandage wrapped around it like 100 times.

It was then I freaked out. I forced myself to sit up a bit and open my eyes.

"Annabelle?" I heard someone ask.

"Where am I?" I groaned.

"Annabelle, your in hospital, you had an accident last night and hit your head. My names Tara, I'm your nurse and here to look after you. I suggest you get as much rest as you can."

Her words didn't seem to sink in properly. To be honest I thought i was in a weird dream.

I panicked, and forcefully opened my eyes. Looking ahead of me I saw the

"Can I get you anything?" Tara asked.

"Erm could I have some water please?" I replied.

"Of course, I shan't be long."

I can still taste the alcohol from last night still, I needed something to wash it down.

I look around for my bag but I couldn't see it anywhere. Where was everyone? I really needed to call Harry.

As Tara arrived back to my hospital bed with my water I asked her if she could fetch me my bag.

"Of course Annabelle, it's right here" she said lifting up a bag is never seen before.

"Sorry, that's not my bag?"

"We'll of course it is!" She smiled encouragingly.

I must be a bit confused. As Tara left the room I put my hand in and took out my phone dialling Harry's number straight away. It rung, and rung until it went to voicemail. This was so strange, he couldn't be in an interview or anything because the boys are required to turn off their phones. I called him again and it went voicemail for the second time.

I can't believe it. I'm fuming! How dare he not answer my calls knowing his girlfriend is in hospital! He should be worried sick!

"Annabelle!" I heard a familiar voice say.

"Lauren?"

I looked up to see her beaming at me with a huge smile across her face.

"Thank god something's normal around here!" I said with relief as she leaned over hugged me.

"I know, it was a pretty crazy night! Your all over the papers babe."

"Ah crap! I don't even want to know!"

"How are you anyway? How you feeling?"

"I feel rough! My head is so painful!"

"Aw hun! I do hope it gets better soon!"

"I called Harry just now and he's not picking up." I told her letting out my frustration.

She burst out laughing!

"He's going to be soo jealous when he sees you kissing Channing Tatum on the front page of all the newspapers." She exclaimed.

"What?!" I shrieked.

"Don't you remember? You were proper going for it Annie! If it wasn't for you falling down the stairs in the club I reckon you would have gone so much further with him."

Crap crap crap crap crap. I cheated on Harry. I would never cheat! Why is Lauren laughing about it! I wanted to slap her! I loved Harry so much. No wonder he's not picking up his phone! I cheated on Harry Styles! What the hell came over me!

"Shit Lauren, did I ruin Zayns night?" I asked her. I was numb. All I feel is the sharp pain in my head.

"What are you talking about Annie?" She said confused and awkwardly laughing "Are you sure your not still drunk?"

"It was his 18th and everything. Oh god I've really messed up, what have the papers said Lauren? I'm never drinking again, I've got to get through to Harry!" I blurted, tears spilling from my eyes.

"Annie? Are you okay? What are you going on about? Zayn's birthday?"

I dialled Harry's number and left him a voicemail, "Hey it's me Annabelle" I said sobbing down the phone. "Baby I need to talk to you about last night, I'm in the hospital, please get here as soon as you can, I'm so sorry and I love..." Before I could say 'you' my phone was snatched out of my had by Lauren. What did she do that for? How dare she!

"Annabelle, can you tell me what the date is today?" She said, concerned.

"What? Today's the 13th of January 2012, why?" I replied.

She looked at me like I had gone crazy before rushing out of the room.

Why was she acting like this? What's her problem? I looked at my phone to check I'd said the right date and saw 3rd March 2013. I freaked out; I was wrong, I was so wrong.

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