Can I Love? (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 19:

He doesn't remember me. I'm going to have to rebuild everything we worked on. I was back in my hostpital room and i needed to know something. It was eating me inside. As if on cue the Doctor walked in.

"Will he remember?" Pratt turned around and faced me.

"He should. Just give him time." He checked my monitor and a few things on the clipboard at the end of the end.

"Okay you're free to go Nichole. You just need to check out in the front desk." I nod and start getting up.

"Harry's going home to you need to take him. To try to remind him." I gulp. Am i ready to do this? I cannot give up. Our child cannot grow up without her father remembering his mother.

I say my goodbyes to Doctor Pratt and walk toward the front desk. I sign some papers and i see Doctor Pratt leading Harry to me.

"Okay so you're going to go home with her and she'll explain alot to you." Harry nodded.

Harry followed me out into the parking lot where Louis said he brought another car from Harry's car garage. It was the Pagani.

"Wow is this really your car?" Harry gasped like a child.

"It's actually your car." I told him as i opened the door and sat in the driver seat. I never actually drove this car before. Harry never let me.

Harry slid in on the passengers seat.

"Really?" I nodded. The rest of the way to the house went in silence. It was an uncomfertable silence. I hated it. I wanted my Harry back. I tried my best to no tear up. I didn't want him to see me like this.

I pulled up into the driveway. When i got out of the car Harry was amazed at all the cars in the garage. As we walked towards the garge door he pointed at every car as if he'd never seen them before.

I opened the door to get inside and when Harry stepped inside i saw him mouth the words wow. This was breaking me. Seeing him like we're just meeting all over again.

I gave him a tour of the house and the last room is our bedroom. I open wide the door and lead Harry inside.

"This is our bedroom." I showed him where his clothes was and everything.

"Ok its getting late and i really need to sleep on a bed." Harry rubbed the back of his neck.

"Mind if i sleep in the guest room."

"Oh...sure." He walked back to the guest room leaving me behind in the empty cold room.

I sighed and got myself in the shower. Considering i was in the hostpital only for 2 days i reeked of washing my hair.

I scrubbed my scalp with shampoo and shaved. I washed my face and body with soap. I kept thinking about Harry. I need him. I'm nothing without him.

I let all the tears i had inside me spill out. I sat down in the shower and brought my knees up to my face. I missed Harry. My Harry.

"Nichole!" It was Harry. I wiped the tears out of my eyes and tried to sound calm.

"Yes!"

"I need a towel!"

"The closet in front of the guest bedroom!"

"Thanks!" I stood up and turned the shower off. I grabbed my towel and dried myself. I picked out some sweats to sleep in since it was cold and a tank top.

I got out the bathroom and olaced the towel in its place. I got under the covers and turned off my lamp. I couldn't sleep. I usually had Harry's arms wrapped around me and made me feel safe.

Now i didn't have them and i felt wrong. I felt out of place. I took a deep breath and i heard a knock at my door.

"It's open." Harry stepped in and glanced at me awkwardly.

"Can i sleep in here? I feel uncomfortable sleeping alone."

"Sure." Harry closes the door bahind him and climbs into bed with me. He's shirtless and just has sweats on him too. I trace his abs and without even realizing it i'm asleep.

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I wake up to A smell of bacon and eggs. I get up and wash my mouth and head out into the kitchen. Harry is on thr stove.

"Morning." I say half asleep.

"Goodmorning Nichole." I hate him calling me by my name and not calling me babe or baby. I take a seat in the stool next to the kitchen counter.

Harry hands me a plate of food and i mumble a thank you. I eat my food pretty fast. I wash my plate and sit on the couch and soon Harry sits next to me.

"So. Is it really my child?"

"Yea. It is." I place my hand on my stomach.

"Look, i know this must be hard for you. I want to remember i really do. I wanna remember the way i loved you. I wanna remember what we had. Right now it's all blank."

" i know it's just i miss you. I miss the way you were, but don't worry i'll be patient."

"Thank you. Is it a boy or a girl?"

"I don't know yet." Harry places his head on my belly.

"Hey there i'm your dad. I just need you to know that i may not remember anything but no matter what i'll always love you." I giggle. He sits back up.

"You are so beautiful. If i don't remember anything i hope i can atleast try again. I don't know why i just feel like i need you." Harry takes my hand in his.

I blush and he strokes my cheek. He was starting to lean in when the doorbell rang. Really? I was trying to make Harry fall in love with me. Again.

I stand up and Zayn's at the door.

"Hey Nichole How are you?" He asks giving me a peck on the cheek.

"Better. How about you?"

"Great." I signal him to come in and he greets Harry. They sit at the couch and Zayn starts having a conversation with him letting him know about the other guys and what he used to do.

I stand up to go bring the boys a beer. I felt myself feel like i'm going to throw up. I rush to the bathroom and i hear Zayn and Garry screaming behind me.

I open the toilet lid and spill all my contents into it. I felt my stomach go weak and as if i was about to pash out. Then i felt someone pat me on the back.

"Let it out beautiful." It was Harry. I wash my mouth and go back to the living room.

"You okay?" Zayn looks over to me.

"Yea and thank you Harry." He nods. I open my mouth to change the topic when Harry starts screaming and falls on the floor.

"Harry! Harry! Please answer me!" I scream. Zayn is on the floor helping him up. Harry sits back on the couch with a blank expression.

"Harry?" I ask him.

"I remember something."