--- Author Note: So a little action finally!! Hahaha ---
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Ch 15:
:HARRYS POV:
(After the concert, backstage)
"Paul! Tell me where she is now!" I demand. I am so scared of what has happened to her and no one is giving me answers.
"Harry, calm down. Breathe. I will take you to Laney as soon as you and the boys are done here." Paul replies sternly.
I am not going to reply because I know Paul is very serious right now, but I am still mad. So, I storm off and get my things together so we can leave.
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We have just gotten in the car and everyone is silent- knowing I am about to burst.
"Ok. Where. Is. She." I ask through clenched teeth, trying to contain myself.
"Laney was lying on the couch, and I noticed she hadn't moved in awhile. So, I went over to check on her and she was crying. I asked her what the problem was, and Laney had no idea where she was or who I was or anything. Now, she's at the hospital. I'm not sure what's wrong with her yet, but she's in good hands." Paul explains.
The lads put their arms around me in sympathy. My heart drops.
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I walk into the room that the nurse has directed us too.
Laney's bright eyes greet us.
"Laney." I sigh in relief, "you are ok now, baby." I bring her into a hug at those words, but she sits there motionless on the hospital bed. The lads stand back with worried looks, and Laney has a terrified expression all over her.
"W-what's wrong?" I ask, waiting for a reply from anyone. Laney begins to cry and pull away from me in terror.
"G-get away from me!" She shrieks, hiding her face into the sheets.
"Lane-" I am cut off immediately.
"No! How do you know my name, you freak! I don't know who you are! Leave me a-alone! I want my m-mom and dad!" Laney fights back, fiercely, but scared out of her mind.
Her words, 'I don't know who you are', echo through my mind, and eventually tears fill my eyes.
"Yes you do, yes you most certainly do know who I am! I am Harry! The one who loves you! I am taking care of you since your parents left you!" I yell at her, hoping that this isn't really happening.
Come on Lane. Please remember.
Tears begin to stream down her face like a waterfall.
My heart literally shatters.
The doctor comes and stands next to Laney. "Something has caused her to forget a good amount of her memory. The last thing she remembers is going to a concert with her friends. So she has no idea what has happened in the last 3-4 months. This is a very rare symptom of neuroblastoma, but we will do everything we can to improve her memory. Who knows, in an hour or two, she could be back to normal." He explains. I nod slightly in shock.
:LANEYS POV:
Why would my parents leave me?! And why is the boy in that damn band, who my friends were forcing me to see in concert, standing right in front of me bawling his eyes out?!
The other boys are in here too, but they don't look as upset as the curly-haired one.
Then, a vision pops into my head...
** I was in a hotel room, the curly-haired boy was sitting on one of the beds, and I was on the other and we were both laughing - and I was pointing to his feet! And he was laughing and pointing to mine!
"Your feet- they're huge!"
"No your feet are just tiny!" He laughed.**
What does this mean?
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So, long-story-short, the boy, who now I know of as Harry, is staying the night at the hospital with me, but the others are going to a hotel.
"H-Harry?" I ask, nervously.
"Yeah?" He answers, perking up.
"This might sound weird, but were you and I ever in a hotel room together laughing at each others feet?" I ask weirdly.
"Oh my god! You remembered?!" Harry questions excitedly.
"Um. Yeah. But that's all I rememb-" my reply was cut off by another vision....
** "Fine. Only if you tell me yours too." Harry said as his smirk grew.
I nodded and sat up in bed. "Should I get popcorn or..?" I joked, waiting for Harry to start.
"I'm trying to find my words." It was at this point, I knew he was serious.
Harry continued, "When I ran into you that night in Raleigh, I panicked. I panicked because I was afraid of you running off and starting rumors or something. Then, in the car, when I was taking you back to your hotel, I realized you were no average girl. You were different, and I like different. But in a way, it hurt that you didn't care for me. The next night, at my place, I couldn't let a girl, as special as you, just get away. I was afraid of saying goodbye. I grew a sort of protection over you. I wanted you. I even was convinced I was in love with you. Not one person in this whole world has ever had me so attracted, so addicted to them. If anything ever happens to you- I swear- I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Laney, I love you."**
Everything floods back to me at once. Everything. And, suddenly, I am in love again.
:HARRYS POV:
Laney doesn't finish the sentence, but just sits there with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. What the hell is happening?
Before I can ask what's wrong, Laney whispers, "Never have I ever, forgotten you."
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--- ahhhhh lol... Sorry I switch point of views so much I will try to stop.
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