Remember Me?

Invitation To Visit

Recap:
Anne then told Gem and I that we shouldnt come to England for a few weeks so that she can try to adjust him to everything. We didn't agree with the plan but went along with it anyway.

Gemma was to stay with her boyfriend in LA and I was going to stay in NY in my apartment, all alone.

We made sure that the Styles got on the plane with no complications and then Gemma and I went our separate ways.

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~3 months later~

*phone rings*
I ran to to my phone which was on my bed. I had just gotten out of the shower. I held my towel up as best as I could. I finally got to my phone after stubbing my toe on my bed frame.
Anne♡
I answered right away.

"Anne! It's so good to hear from you! How are you! How's England! Harry is he okay?......" I went on and on asking question after question.

Anne chuckled after I finished.

"Hello dear. I'm doing well. Hope you are also. I'm calling about Harry." She didn't sound very enthusiastic, like I did.

"What about Harry?" I said very softly.

"He's doing okay. I've got him convinced that I'm his mother and his name is Harold Edward Styles. But he still doesn't actually remember." Anne replied with a soft tone.

"Oh." Was all I could say. I was hoping for good news.
I hadn't heard from Anne in months. When I saw her name come up on my phone I was joyed, but now I was just sad and upset.

"I'm sorry love. We've tried everything. He doesn't even remember the boys.-----" Anne said with a pause. "Would you like to come visit us? I would be so grateful. We miss you... I mean I miss you." Anne said. You could hear the sadness in her voice as she corrected herself.

We finished our conversation and picked a date that I would fly over to England.

Harry couldn't miss me. He didn't remember everything we had been through.
You can't miss someone that you don't remember.

It got me thinking about how much I missed my mother. I was just a child. I only remember her from pictures.
I decided not to miss her. I decided just to wish that I knew her.

I can't imagine what Harry is going through. People who you don't know saying they're your mum, sister, and fiancé. People telling you that you were in the most popular boy band in the world.
It would be scary honestly, not knowing anything.
He must feel so lost. Empty.

I booked my flight and began packing. It was in two days.
Gemma and I haven't talked since we went our separate ways.
I decided to text her a little update.

Harper:
Hey Gem♡♡♡ your mum invited me back home, to England. My flight is in two days. It seems pretty empty. If you'd like I can book you a seat next to mine.
It's been a while.. I hope you're doing well..

I sent the text and waited for her response. I continued packing my things.

I only booked a flight to London. I didn't make arrangements to come back. I asked a friend of mine (one of my neighbors) to keep an eye on my apartment for me.

An hour had passed and still no response from Gem. I was anxiously awaiting her answer.
Finally my phone buzzed. It wasn't Gemma though. It was Harry.

My Lover♡:
Harper. It's Harry. I found your number in my phone. Anne told me you were coming. Can't wait to see you. You seem like a great person. I want to get to know you better princess xo

Princess? I'm pretty sure Harry has never called me that before. It was kind of strange, but nice at the same time. It made me smile.
I think the Harry that doesn't know he's Harry has a crush. I was kind of happy he was crushing on me, since I am his fiancé.

Harper:
Can't wait to see you also! I love...

I began to type I love you. But I erased that part

Harper:
Can't wait to see you also! :)

With that our little conversation was over.

I wonder if he looked at all of the pictures and videos of us on his phone? The ones of us laughing, kissing, being silly. Oh and I really hope he saw the ones of our engagement.
Maybe it would make him remember something.

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My phone buzzed once again after about another hour or so. Gemma's name flashed on the screen.
I opened the text and was slightly shocked at her response.

Future sister-in-law xo:
Hey H! Sorry can't make it. Chris and I eloped last month. We've been on our honeymoon ever since. We're traveling the world.
Oh and also, I'm pregnant! You're going to be an aunt!

I was completely baffled. I didn't know what to say. Then another text came through.

Future sister-in-law xo:
Oh. I mean if you and Harry get married. I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you or anything! You can still be "It's" aunt if you'd like.

Harper:
Congratulations Gem. I'm happy for you. You'll make a great mum♡
Don't worry. I'm fine.
Does Anne know?

Future sister-in-law xo:
Haven't told her yet. She would pass out. You know how she feels about Chris.

Harper:
Well have fun. I won't say anything.

My texts definitely did not express how I really felt. Chris was a turd. He cheated on Gem twice and she still stayed with him. He's only with Gem because Harry is rich and famous which makes Gem kinda rich and definitely famous.
We've all tried to talk her out of the relationship, but she can't see what we see.

The aunt thing was bothering me. I might never be "It's" aunt. The kid can call me aunt Harper, but if Harry and I don't actually wed it won't be the same.

I reached into my jewelry box and pulled out my engagement ring. I hadn't worn it since they went back to England.
I didn't stop loving Harry, I just wanted to be free for a while. I regret that decision.
I went clubbing a few times.
Clubbing wasn't the same without Harry. I had no one to protect me. I missed having my personal body guard and lover. I missed dancing the night away with him.
I had to push guys off of me like crazy. Harry and I never got drunk when we went to clubs. Harry had a few drinks, but never went overboard. Sometimes.

The first time Harry took me to a club it was crazy. I wore a black, skintight, short, party dress. It had a very low cut back and a high top. It's length was just a few inches below my bum. I felt skimpy, but Harry said it was fine. He said to relax and have fun. He knew I wasn't the clubbing type. I wore some heals which I eventually took off. I don't know how people wear heals for long amounts of time. They're so painful.
My hair was curled and lightly braided.
Harry had a shot of vodka and then we danced the night away. It was kind of romantic in a way. Even though there were drunk people everywhere. We kinda blocked out everything but the music. It was just me and Harry.
Some guy tried to grind all over me. Harry was furious. I couldn't imagine what he would've done if he had been drunk. Harry punched the guy right in the face. We were escorted out of the club. I felt like such a bad girl, even though I didn't even do anything. It was a very exciting night. Harry and I laughed alot after being forced to leave. We fell asleep that night on his couch at his mum's house. Anne woke us up the next morning and gave us a death glare. She didn't cook breakfast for us that morning. It was one of the worst punishments she ever gave Harry and I. She made us sit and watch her and Gem enjoy a huge breakfast. Harry and I were so mad. But after it all we once again laughed for hours. There was never a dull moment when I was with the Styles.

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