Fall ~ Harry Styles

Chapter 22

Scarlett’s POV:

 "You heard my song?" Harry stuttered. I nodded my head weakly a smile playing on the corners of my lips. He grinned back stroking my hair gently away from my face. We stayed like that for a matter of minutes before Harry sighed.

  "I better get the nurse so she can check on you." Harry stood from his chair walking towards the nurse outside my room. He tapped her shoulder startling her.

 "Sorry, my girlfriend Scarlett is awake now the doctor told me to let you know"

 G-g-girlfriend? What? My mind went into overdrive I had no idea what was going on. Harry wasn't my boyfriend, was he? Not that the thought of having Harry as my boyfriend scared me, it was just Caleb would torture me if he found out I was cheating on him with someone. Especially Harry. My palms started sweating and I felt like crying why couldn't I remember anything, why am I even in this hospital...

Harry's POV:

 I could not take the grin of my face Scarlett was awake everything was going to be back to the way it was before. I lead the nurse back into Scarlett's room where she sat with a very confused face, I don't blame her waking up after a 3 week sleep must have been quite disorientating.

 "Hi Scarlett sweetie, How are you feeling?" She stood beside Scar checking her various tubes and machines.

 "Erm, I'm ok I’m j-just really confused" Scarlett muttered.

 "You were involved in a car accident darling, your boyfriend Harry explained you were going to meet a university friend when a car crashed into the bonnet and tail of your car. We induced you into a coma to help you heal faster. Does any of this sound familiar? If not can you tell me what you remember things like where you live, friends anything?"

 "All I remember is that I live in London, I go to University and I have a boyfriend called Caleb oh and of course Harry is my best friend"

  Caleb? She think's Caleb’s still her boyfriend? Which means she doesn’t remember anything about when we got together? Nothing. She won't remember our first kiss, or when we finally said 'I love you' to one another, or all the dates I took her on, she won't even remember her first time with me. All these little things and she won't even remember them anymore. I'm back to the same place again. Friend zoned. Instead of sadness or heartbreak. I was fucking furious out of anyone she could remember she remembers that fucker Caleb who beat the shit out of her. I needed air I needed to breathe. When I finally looked back up the Nurse has disappeared and Scarlett was staring up at me. I know it's not her fault she doesn't remember we're a couple now but for god’s sake I love her so much and I can't go through the pain of loving her so much and her not loving me.

 "I'm just going for some water." I muttered before striding out of the room.

 Outside I smashed my fist into the wall of the corridor letting out a loud yell in frustration which gained me a few stares of the ward nurses. I rested my head against the wall while clutching my hair trying to calm myself down.  I was about to give up, just leave, but Scarlett deserved better than that. I took a few deep breathes before making my way back to Scarlett. I was going to start from the beginning, from the moment we both admitted we loved each other in her kitchen, the thought of that brought a smile to my face, to the moment she left me that night. As I walked back into Scarlett's room she smiled up at me, oblivious as to what I was about to tell her. I sat on the chair taking Scarlett’s hand into mine before beginning to tell her the journey we'd taken together.

 "We've been a couple for nearly 2 months now Scarlett. I told you exactly how I felt the morning after one of our movie nights and when you told me you felt the same way well, shit Scarlett I’d never felt happiness like it baby. I'd spent years being hopelessly, completely and madly in love with you but always being under the impression you just wanted to be friends. Then you kissed me back and I knew at that moment I’d never want anyone else"

 I sat for hours telling her everything that we'd done together. All the dates I’d taken her on, Chloe's 19th, our first time, every kiss, every hug, and every conversation we'd shared I told her. She smiled at little things I’d say almost as if she was remembering them. When I finished I moved closer to Scar and murmured against her lips

 "I won’t give up on us baby" I finished before pressing my lips against hers, where they belonged.