Remember

Chapter 2

I had been cooped up on this hospital room for another week after I'd woken up. My mother and older sister Bekka stayed by my side every single day. Niall visited a few times to mame sure I was okay. But Harry didn't come once.

I'd ask Niall if Harry was okay or if there was anything I could do but he just replied with a mumble and a shrug of his shoulders.

I hated myself for not remembering anything over the past three years but I really couldn't help it! I literally had no idea where these boys had come from and what connections I had with them.

I was laying in bed for the 29th day since the accident. I felt numb.

Bekka was sat by my side as we watched the boring morning news on the tv.

"Have I missed much?" I ask, gesturing to the television.

"Well... um no?" she seemed to stumble her words then blush.

"Bekka. I know something's going in. No one's telling me anything! Why can't I remember anything? And who is Harry?" I shout. I hate this. Not knowing who these two boys, my "friends" were.

"You'll find out soon Grace. You will soon." she whisper, patting my hand.

We both sat there all day, talking about the good times I could remember and laughing at silly things on the television. It felt great but, I just couldn't help feeling that something was missing. A feeling. A person. I just couldn't figure out who or what.

Harry's POV

I came home from two months in Australia to see my beautiful girl sat on the sofa. Her brown curled hair rested on her shoulders. She was dressed in my favourite jumper, it was only my favourite because she looked stunning in it.

Her eyes lit up when she saw me and she came running over to me. I wrapped my arms strongly around her waist and picked her up, spinning her around.

"I missed you." she whispered when I placed her back on her feet.

"I missed you too Gracie." I whispered, tucking a curl behind her ear and kissing her lips softly, "I'll never get enough of this." I mumbled, pulling her towards me again as she curled up into my chest. Our breathing matching.

"Me neither Harry." she muttered, her voice muffled by my chest.

"I love you Gracie. So much it hurts." I said softly, cupping her face in my hands and bringing her forehead to mine.

"I love you so much Harry." she whispered, a tear trickling down her cheek.

"Hey, why are you crying?"

"I'm just so happy to see you."

"I am too baby. it's been too long," I smiled, leaning in towards her.

As our lips touched, I felt fireworks ignite and I felt complete. When we were together it felt as if the world had stopped and there was no one else but us. I loved Grace so much. I swear nothing could change that and I never ever wanted to lose us.

"Never leave me" I whispered, pulling away from her lips to look into her eyes.

"Harry, why would even think such a thing?" she said, shocked.

"I just feel like you might one day." I mumbled.

"I never will, never could leave you. I love you too much," she giggled, bumping her shoulder against mine.

I laughed at her silliness then picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. We both laughed as I tickled her sides when I dropped her on the sofa.