My Kind Of Love (Larry Stylinson)

Remember me?

*Harrys POV*

It'd been a couple of days since I had that fight with Louis at the pub.

I'd remembered a lot about Zayn, Liam and Niall but so far, nothing about Louis.

It was infuriating because he was the one I had to live with yet nothing came to me.

I told him I remembered the odd thing or two about the boys. I saw the way he reacted when he realised I hadn't remembered him.

Speak of the devil- handsome devil I might add.

"Hey Louis" I smiled intently.

"Don't suppose you've remembered me yet?" He asked hopefully but disappointment still in his eyes.

I hung my head low, shaking it slightly. I didn't want to see his reaction.

"Okay, well I guess we'll have to make new memories" He basically flirted.

He certainly was a weird one.

"Uh yeah, I guess" I responded a bit unsurely.

Luckily he didn't seem to notice.

"We can do what we used to? Watch movies together on the sofa? Could we snuggle, I kinda miss that" He asked nervously.

I gulped. "Uh sure"

- - - -

3 movies later and I felt myself drift off to sleep. I was still huddled in with Louis, it felt strangely comfortable.

Before I knew it is was consumed by sleep.

I walked away from the bridge, "Bye Lou" I whispered, without turning around. Louis was gone, gone forever.

I quickly jolted up, checking he was still there. I walked to his room, carefully opening the door. I sighed in relief when I saw his small figure tucked up beneath the covers.

I slid back to my room, sleep eventually taking over me again.

I got in my car and drove to 12 tunnel lane. When I arrived there I paused outside the door.

Finally Louis let me in.

"I think I'm in love with you, Louis"

"You can't fucking tell me that! I hate you! Get out!"

I hurriedly left his place. Tears were streaming down my face as I got into the car.

As I drove away me vision became blurry. I felt myself drifting. BANG.

I woke up to reveal I had fallen out of bed. Maybe that was the bang that woke me?

What the hell was that dream?

What if it was a memory, and the bang at the end was my car crash?

I was in a car at the end of the dream. So Louis hated me.

He hated me because I said I loved him? Didn't even know I was gay. Weird how you can forget something like that.

It was only 4am but I needed to get out. I headed to Nialls.

- - - - - -

"Niall, do I love Louis?"

"Only you can decide that mate, buy you certainly did before...yanno"

"Did I see Louis the day of my accident?"

"Yeah, when you were driving back you texted Liam that you had seen him, I think you were pretty upset about something"

"Did I tell Liam what it was?"

"No, but we all knew Lou was dating Oli at the time and that you loved him so we just sort of pieced it together"

"Sorry mate" Niall added in sympathy.

"It's alright, I need to speak to Louis"

- - - - - - - - -

I got back to the flat, Louis was awake by then.

I stormed in.

"Who's Oli?" I demanded.

"He- he's no one"

"I had a dream last night, it involved you! You disgust me" I spat.

"What? Was it a memory?"

"It seems so" I replied bluntly.

"Well...explain?"

"I- I went to the place you shared with Oli after we all thought you were...dead, then I um told you how I felt and you shouted at me, saying you hated me!" I was basically screaming now.

"I don't hate you, Harry! Far from it! Go check your messages if you don't believe me!" He was now in tears. I felt quite guilty.

I waltzed off, collecting my phone before heading back to Louis.

"There's nothing there, you ass hole"

A/N: so Harry doesn't have any texts? Maybe because Liam read them, he might have deleted them? Harry's gaining some of his memory back. He now knows all about Liam, Zayn and Niall.

I'll update soon, do you guys like it?

Vote? -Nat x