Can I Love? (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 18:

"Your going to be a father." Harry's eyes widened and he pulled me in close and gave me a gentle kiss.

"I can't believe i'm actually going to be a father." He smiled like a little kid at the playground. It made me so happy to see him like this.

"To be baing a father!" Harry screamed while holding a beer up. The rest of the night everyone congratulated him and made conversation with him. By the time everyone left it was 12 am.

I was laying on the bed reading a book. Harry was downstairs saying goodbye to everyone. I heard the door downstairs clise and in a matter of second Harry walked in.

"Hey baby." He took off his suoes and layed down beside me. I put the book to the side and started playing with his curls.

"Do you think i'd make a great father?"

"Yes. You would be a great role model." He smiled.

"What do you think we should name him or her?"

"I haven't really thought about it Harry."

"I love you so much you know that?"

"I love you too."

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"Baby." Harry whispered.

"It's time to wake up."

"Harry i'm tired." I turned to face him.

"Nichole we have to meet with the boys and Kaylee and Kris." I stood up and got my ass in the shower. After i got out i aplied make up to my face and picked a white skater dress. It had a sweetheart neckline.

I would put on heels but i couldn't now since i was pregnant. I pucked out my black flats and waited for Harry to get dressed. Harry appeared at the doorway already dressed with a leather jacket, a white shirt, and jeans.

"Lets go." I stood up and followed him out onto the garage.

"Pick a car." He said. I looked around. I always picked a new car each time. My eyes landed on a corvette z06 in black and white. I pointed to it. Harry smirked.

"My baby got nice taste." I smiled. We got into the car and made our way out onto the avenue. I turned up the radio because one of my favorite songs was on.

As we were crossing the intersection all i saw was glass shatter everywhere and my body was slammed foward.

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Harry

I opened my eyes just to find myself in a room i didn't recognize. I moved my head and realized i was in the hospital. The monitor was next to me catching my heart rate.

I tried to remember what happened but i didn't. All i remember was that i was in a car with... With... I think i was alone.

"Ah your finally awake." The doctor walks in.

"What happened?"

"A drunk driver crashed into you and Nichoel but do not worry the baby is fine."

"Who is Nichole and what baby."

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"The last thing i remember is being in the car but that's all i remember."

"Oh no."

Nichole

I looked down at my stomach happily knowing the baby is alright. I wonder how Harry's doing because i'm worried sick about him.

"Excuse." I call over to the nurse.

"Can i see Harry please?" She nodded.

"Lets get you in this wheelchair first." I sat uo in this uncomfertable hostpital bed and made my way into the wheelchair.

The nurse pushed on the wheelchair until we got to a room with the tag 5-11. We made our way in and at the bed was Harry Edward Styles.

He was talking to doctor Pratt. Doctor Pratt seemed confused my Harry.

"Oh this is Nichole." Pratt pointed at me. What? What's going on?

"I'm sorry i cant recall anything."

"Harry?" I asked.

"Hi. It's Nichole right?" I gasped he didn't know me.

"Yes i'm your girlfriend and the mother of your children."

"I'm sorry doesn't ring a bell." Tears were starting to form at my eyes. That's when Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Louis walked through the door.

"Is everything alright?" Asks Louis.

"No. Harry lost his memory." Pratt answers. They all stand there in shock as if they didn't believe what he had just said.

"Harry, I'm Liam do you remember me?" Harry shakes his head. The boys exchange a worried look.

"Harry say this is all a joke. Say you remember me and that you'll stay with me forever and that you love me."

"I can't do that i'm sorry i don't know you." I let the tears come out.

Why? We were so happy! We shared almost every moment together and we were everything to each to each other! The boys came to my rescue and helped me get out of there.

"Nichole he's going to be fine trust me." Niall tries to console me.

"No! It's not! He's not even going to recognize his own child!" Zayn bent down and gave me a consoling hug.

Harry wasn't who he was anymore. Harry could tell who i was by a simple touch or the sound of my voice. This Harry can't.

The Harry that used to care for me. The Harry themat used to tell me he loves me and make silly jokes and protect me. That Harry Styles is long gone. That Harry styles is dead.