SPACES [Editing]

Paranoid

Song of the chapter:

- Smell - Sleeping At Last

Ok it's time for Harry to freak out.

It's a bit heavy so I put in some Niall in it.

I put two chapters together so it's a bit longer than my usual updates.

The first flashback is short but it hurts so much (at least for me).

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Harry Styles

[FLASHBACK:

"What are the rainbow bears for?" Louis asked when he saw them on the living room table.

"You know what? I asked you the exact same question when you took them home." I told him.

"I did?" He asked like he couldn't believe it. He picked the bigger bear up and changed its position before removing its sunglasses and placing it back down.

"Yeah and you'd change their clothes and position almost everyday." I smiled at the memory. It's almost surreal how he's back here again, holding the bears again like it was just yesterday.

"Why's the small one sitting on the big one's lap?" He asked, and I couldn't tell him that it was he who left it that way and I never changed their position since.

"Probably to save some space." I told him, aware that we wouldn't get that inside joke. He used to tell me that whenever he'd sit on my lap.

"Stickers!" He peeled the blue emoji sticker off the smaller bear's foot. "Why's this guy frowning?"

"I'm not really sure." I told him the truth. It was him who placed that sticker there on the day he left. It wasn't always there. We always had green and blue stickers that were smiling. But on the last day, I found it there. The blue frowning emoji.

"You were sad, weren't you, little guy?" He tapped the bear's head. He crumpled the sticker and placed it in his pocket before wrapping the bigger bear's arm on the smaller bear. "See, maybe he's sad because he didn't love him enough."

I stared at him while he played with them like he used to. I kept thinking about what happened that night. I knew I loved him enough and I knew I made him feel that. I keep replaying all of our arguments in my head and we didn't even fight that much. I kept thinking about the smallest things, thinking I might've missed something. Nothing.

What's frustrating is that he's back home with me and he might have lost his memories but he doesn't love me back.

And I'll never find out why he left that night.

End of flashback]

It's been thirteen hours since Louis left for his doctor's appointment.

And I know I'm just being paranoid but he could've called me, you know?