Harry's POV
"Mate, you have to tell her at one point," Niall began, but I cut him off before he could say more.
"No! Don't you understand this? If I tell her she'll be in even more danger than she is now! I can't do that to her. She can't know about me."
"Sorry to break it to ya, but she's going to know about you," Niall smirks.
I roll my eyes, "But she isn't going to know about us. She doesn't even remember who she fucking is!" I raised my voice, starting to become agitated at the situation. She's forgotten everything. Those bastards that did this to her are going to pay. She's forgotten herself, she's forgotten the war.
She's forgotten me.
"Calm down, Haz. We can still tell her. We'll protect her afterwards if necessary," Niall speaks up after a millisecond of sinister silence.
"No!" I order immediately. "You really don't understand do you, Niall? The lengths they will go to, to have her in their control? She can never be safe if she remembers. When she remembers she will want to fight. And last time she fought, well, that's what landed us here in this lovely situation in the first place, isn't it?"
Niall scoffed, "What do you propose we do then? It's not as if you're going to keep your mouth shut Harry. You'll be telling her everything within seconds."
I didn't even hesitate to reply, "Niall, I want you to sweep me."
Niall's eyebrows shot up, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," I took the thin white piece of technology from my pocket and shoved it in his hands, "Sweep."
"No, Harry. No. I'm not sweeping your memory. There has to be another way."
"Then by all means propose it," he stayed silent as I continued, "Besides, I just want you to sweep her from me. I need to forget her to keep her safe," I pause before adding, "And sweep this conversation too."
Niall looked at me with a mixture of shock and disbelief in his eyes. He really didn't understand why I was doing this. Why I had to do this. I don't want to forget her. I wish I could remember her with all my heart but this was something I had to do. I couldn't keep her to myself and endanger her in the process. I had to stop being selfish. This was about keeping her safe.
"Harry-" Niall began in a soft voice, but I couldn't let him finish. His protests would just make me begin to question this decision. But I need to stick with this decision because I know it's what's right.
"No. Don't," I paused to glance around the room, "We're here right? We're less than a mile from her. Where they're keeping her. We're still going to go through with the rescue plan. Don't tell me who she is when I wake up from the mind sweep. Just tell me she's important and that's why we need to save her."
"Harry, I don't like where this is going. You want to forget everything involving her?"
I feel my throat burn and my eyes start to water. I swallow, "Yes."
"What do we do with her after she's out?" Niall questioned, obviously trying to find a flaw in the plan to force me to change my mind.
"The same thing we planned to do. Protect her," I paused for a moment to recollect, "Niall, I need you to protect her, and," I swallow once more, knowing there is no returning, "Don't let me fall in love with her." My chest ached at the words. Not loving her was like not breathing. Just dying slowly, because a vital piece of you is missing. I can't imagine not loving her. But I suppose if I don't remember her, and Niall helps me keep my distance, it can be possible.
"There's no talking you out of this, is there?" Niall smirked lightly, but a certain sadness still held in his features.
"No," I state firmly. I need to protect her.
Niall holds up the white sweeping device I gave him with a grim look on his face, and put it eye level with me, "You ready?" He spoke softly.
"Yeah," I agreed quickly, before I could back out.
Niall's finger was hovering over the button that would activate the sweep when I remembered something of the utmost importance, "Wait!" I yelled, causing Niall to flinch lightly and move his finger away from the button. "What?" He said, almost annoyed.
"If... If, I... um, were to... you know, die... Could you... Tell Bay I love her?" I barely whisper.
"Sure thing man," Niall said with a grieving look. And with that he put his hand on the button. Activating the sweeping. There was a moment of haziness, then I fell upon the ground to be greeted by darkness. But not before I saw Bay standing there in that room with me, waving goodbye.
Author's Note:
Warning: This book will include some cussing, I'm going to avoid it when I can though :)
Sort of a warning: I may or may not put, erm... sexual scenes in here, because I honestly don't know if I can write one and make it realistic because I've never done it before. I'll warn you later if I decide to, though.
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