Mr. Popular

The News

I open my eyes and look around. The white walls staring back at me. But also in the room is Harry laying on the bed across from mine and the others sitting in plastic chairs around the room.

"What do we do after they wake up?" Niall asks

"We have to take them home they need to rest," Liam says

"But what about tour?" Zayn asks

"The fans and management will just have to understand," El says

"Guys," I say my voice scratchy

They turn to look at me then their eyes wonder to Harry. Mine do to. I'm awake so shouldn't he be waking up soon?

"What happened?" I ask

"Molly do you remember us?" El asks

"Yeah your Eleanor your Louis your Liam your Niall your Zayn and that's Harry," I say pointing to them as I say their names

"Thank God," El breaths

"Why?" I ask

"Doctors worried you wouldn't remember much," Liam says

"Oh. Well I remember you guys but why am in a hospital?" I ask

"Molly we're in Los Angeles. There was a earthquake and you and Harry both hit your heads really hard. Harry was hit with a framed album and you hit your head on the floor," Louis says

"Oh. Was anyone else injured?" I ask

"I got a concusion," Zayn says

Everybody else shakes their heads saying no they weren't hurt.

"Has he woken up at all?" I ask looking at Harry

"No, he should be soon though," Liam says

I nod and look at him. His face relaxed and peaceful. Wait....did his hand twitch? I think his hand twitched. There it is again!

"Mum?" Harry asks opening his eyes slowly

"That cant be good," Louis says under his breath

"I'm going to get the doctor," Liam says walking out of the room.

"Where's my mum?" Harry asks as El walks over to his bed

"Harry its me Eleanor. Do you remember me?" she asks

He shakes his head "No I don't. Should I?"

"No its fine," El says with a heavy sigh

Louis wraps his arm around her and he looks on the verge of tears.

"How about me Hazza?" Niall asks

"Nope," Harry says shaking his head again

"Well lets see how we're doing in here," the doctor says walking into the room.

"Aw Miss Fonley I'll start with you first," he says

"Okay," I answer

He shines his light in my eyes and takes my blood pressure and everything.

"Okay Miss Fonley how old are you?" he asks

"Nineteen," I say

"Good. Now what's the date?" he asks

"Depends on how many days I was asleep for. I know the earthquake happened the tenth of June," I say

"Close enough for me," the doctor says "And by the way you were asleep for two days,"

I nod and he moves to Harry's bed.

"Harry how old are you?" the doctor asks when he gets done checking everything else

"16," Harry says

"Humph. Okay well it seems that Mr. Styles has a mild case of amnosia," the doctor says turning to the others

"When can they get out?" Liam asks

"Today. I'll have the nurse bring the papers," the doctor says

"I'll call management," Liam says pulling out his phone

He steps out of the room and El hands me some clothes to change into. I go into the bathroom and slip the yoga pants and purple hoodie over a white t-shirt. I throw my hair into a ponytail and call it good. I walk out of the bathroom to see Harry changed into jeans and a hoodie. El says they signed the papers and that we could leave. I nod and follow her out to the car. I sit in the back with El with Harry and Louis in front us, Zayn and Niall in front of then, Paul driving and Liam in the passenger seat.

"Okay I don't know you, but I gotta ask. Why is the band geek here?" I hear Harry whisper to Louis.

I feel the tears form in my eyes. Of course he's back in high school. I'm not his girlfriend anymore, Elaine is, and I'm just band geek to him again.

"She's your girlfriend," Louis whispers back

"No she's not Elaine is my girlfriend. Why would I date someone that ugly?" he whispers

El notices my tears after hearing the boys conversation herself and wraps her arms around me. Niall turns around in his seat up front and gives me a look of worry.

Paul drove us straight to the airport so we could go back to London where El and I had a connecting flight to Manchester and where Harry's mum would be waiting for him to take him back to Holmes Chapel. As we walked into the airport the fans that were gathered around outside noticed Harry and I not walking anywhere near eachother. I was walking back behind with Niall and Liam as Harry walked leading the pack.

"Harry did you and Molly break up?" One girl yelled at him

He looked in the direction the yell came from and answered "Break up? We were never dating,"

The fans start a frenzy and I don't even try to tell them the real story. I'm just to tired. My head hurts my body hurts from not moving for two days and my heart hurts. My own boyfriend doesn't even remember who I am.

When we got inside we were taken through security and taken right to the private jet. I sat next to Louis and El who were talking about I don't even know what and I just layed there listening to my music. Harry sat two rows in front of me by himself, he didn't want to sit by anybody he 'didn't know' and he didn't want to sit next to me because 'he thought my band geekness was contagious'. I rolled my eyes at that and closed my eyes listening to Irresistable.

*After Both Flights* *Back at the UNI*

I walked down the hall leading to my dorm room. I feel the girls that are also staying in this complex watching me through their windows. They know I'm dating Harry, or was, and ever sense they've been trying to be nice to me. I'm not buying it. So they must've seen a video somewhere of the airport thing and now want to know the truth. I try to avoid their eyes and watch as El walks in front of me. She has to pee so she's trying to hurry.

When I get to the room I close the door behind me and just flop onto my bed. I pull my phone out and call Anne. Over Twitter we've grown close so she gave me her number.

"Hello?" she asks

"Hello Anne, it's Molly," I say

"Oh hi Molly dear, how are you?" she asks

"Okay just a little sad, how's Harry?" I ask

"I can understand it's got to be hard for you, he's fine do you want to talk to him?" she asks

"No that's fine he doesn't remember who I am as a girlfriend, he only remembers me from high school," I say

"Well doesn't that count for anything?" she asks

"No, he was a little bit of a bully to me," I say

"Oh so you're the girl he talked about," she says

"Yeah, that's me. Well Anne I better go I have class tomorrow,:" I say

"Yeah that's a good idea. Bye Molly," she says

"Bye Anne," I say hanging up

I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I just can't believe I let myself fall this fast for the boy that bullied me in high school. Has he really changed that much?