All over again (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 27

(Louis P.O.V.)

  Harry told me to grab my stuff so we could leave.  I asked him many questions but he just kept telling me that he would explain it to me later. We got our things, went out the door, and headed to the car. We put our things in the trunk then got in the car. Harry began to reverse out of the driveway and that's when he began to explain things to me.

  "It all began when we fell in love...." he began. "We audtioned for a chance to become a band and get signed. Well, once we auditioned, we went out to eat and then I got a call saying we made it. We were all so happy that night. The next day they had a song ready for us and a new crew such as body guards, modest, directors,  producers,  and management..  They just hated that we were together so they got us fake girlfriends.." I cut him off. "Wait so we got fake girlfriends?" I asked.

  "Yes, anyways one day you and I went to go get some coffee and this crazy lady named Saralexis tried shooting me so you got up and hovered over me so I wouldn't get hurt. She then shot you and escaped. I cried my eyes out for hours. Then thats when it happened... she came to the hospital you were in and injected me with something that made me forget about us. They asked me if I knew you and I said no because at the time I didn't. They seemed very pleased that I didn't know who you were so they decided to let me go. Then I met you and slowly began to remember little things that we did. Your mum only got mad because they threatened to hurt the ones she loved if she told you about me and she didn't want that to happen. And now we have to escape from management and find our own place so they won't hurt us anymore. " he finished off.

  To make sure no cars were following us Harry pulled over to the side and waited a bit. Once the coast was clear, he began to drive again until we reached a wonderful looking flat. Harry then pulled over and said he wanted to buy it. He called a real estate person and they came right away once they found out it was Harry Styles. Once he arrived at the flat we were at, him and Harry began to negotiate.

  Once they were satisfied with the price, Harry agreed to pay the price and handed over some money. He told me it was now our new home and we began to move in our things. It had already had furniture so we didn't really need to worry about that. It had two rooms, a nice kitchen, a beautiful bathroom, a living room, and a dining room. It was perfect.

  I had remembered the pictures that I had taken from my wall and began to hang them up in one of the rooms. I then began to unpack my clothes in the big walk-in closet. Harry came in and asked if the place was okay. "So how are you liking the new flat?" he asked. "It's wonderful" I smiled. Well once your done packing I would like you to come to the kitchen to talk if you'd like." he said. "Of course" I replied.

  I was hanging up the last of my shirts when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly hung up the last shirt and walked over to the kitchen. Harry wasn't there so I was guessing he went to go answer the door. I went to the living room and watched to see what Harry was doing. I then heard a high pitch voice welcoming him to the neighborhood. I walked a little closer just enough to hear the conversation.

  "Hello! Welcome to the neighborhood! I saw you moving in with a young lad and I wasn't sure who that was." she said. It looked as if he was going to turn around to see if I was around so I hid behind the couch and peeked from the side. Once he turned back around, he ran his fingers through his hair before saying, "That lad that you saw was my fiancé" he said with a smile. "Oh, well congratulations! Anyways, here are some pastries from me to you welcoming you to the neighborhood." she said with a smile.

  "Thank you" he kindly said. I quickly ran back to the room before he could see me. Once I heard the door closed I counted to thirty.

  ... Twenty - three

  ... Twenty - four

  ... Twenty - five

  ... Twenty - six

  ... Twenty - seven

  ... Twenty - eight

  ... Twenty - nine

  ..... Thirty!

  Once I was done counting in my head, I pretended to have just finished hanging up my clothes and walked out of the door. "Who was at the door? I would have answered it but I just wanted to finish up with my clothes." I said. "Oh it was just some nice lady that welcomed us to the neighborhood and she just asked who you were and I said that you were a friend of mine..that's it" he replied. 

  I was guessing that he lied to me because I hadn't remembered as much as he did and he is still considering us official and at the moment I'm just considering us as friends but slowly moving up to a better relationship. I knew that inside it hurt him that I hadn't remembered much about him, yet he still had a strong smile on his face that he always wore and that's what attracted me to him.

  "So, what did you want to talk about" I asked. He thought twice before answering, "So.. do you know what tomorrow is?" he asked. I seached around for answers but nothing came to my mind. "I think it's Tuesday, why?" At that moment, he began to cry. "Excuse me I just have to.." he ran out of the room with tears running down his face.

  He then locked himself in the bathroom and began to make a call. I sat outside the door to listen to his conversation. "Mum, he doesn't even know what tomorrow is." he said. His phone was a bit loud that I could even hear his mum talking."Well Harry you know your going to have to give him some time" she said.

  "I know but I really wanted to celebrate my birthday with him and now I can't because he doesn't even know that it's tomorrow!" he cried. "Honey everything is going to be alright. Tomorrow I'll try to come over and visit so I can see how he's doing. I'll talk to you soon son! Good bye I love you!" she said. "Love you too mum and alright I'll text you my address." he said as he hung up.

  I then ran to my room and layed on my bed for a bit. That's when it occurred, memories kept popping up one after another. Harry and I fell in love at college, I told Harry to stop doing self harm, Harry and I got engaged, and a women tried shooting Harry but I ran to him and hovered over him so he wouldn't get hurt.

  I was so happy! I remembered almost every memory that Harry and I had. But how was I going to tell him this? Then, I thought of a brilliant idea. I got off my bed and ran to find Harry. I couldn't believe what I saw when I found Harry in the bathroom. He was cutting himself.

  "Harry! How could you! I thought I told you to stop!" I yelled with tears forming in my eyes. "Y-you remembered?" he said with tears now running down his face. "Of course I remembered! I tried so hard to remember for you! I did! I truly did!" I responded. I ran over to him got a towel and wiped his arms. I then pressed it against the cuts and ran to get alcohol.

  As I came back, I put alcohol on the cuts and he flinched a bit because it burned. "Shh it's going to be alright" I said as I kissed him on his forehead. "I always knew you would remember" he softly said.

  "I always knew.."

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