"You're hired, Mr. Horan"
Or where Harry owns a successful company and Niall is looking for a job. Little do they know that they were gonna fall deeply in love with each other.
Harry and I will be leaving from his mum's house today. We've been here for a couple of days and we really need to catch up on work. It's New Year's Eve today. I'll be staying at Harry's place tonight.
I don't know what he and I are. We're definitely not just friends but we're not boyfriends, at least not yet. I want to be but I'm scared of getting rejected.
I don't want to lose him or scare him away so if being 'just friends' for now will allow me to have Harry then so be it.
It's a long journey home and when we get there, we're both exhausted. We call a cab that takes us to Harry's place.
I absolutely love his house, I hope someday we could live there together. I'm getting ahead of myself again, but a guy can only hope.
When we arrive, we both place our luggage by the entrance, not bothering to unpack. "I'm gonna go have a quick shower. Ok, babe?" I nod, pecking his lips slightly. I had already showered before we left the lakehouse so I didn't really need to shower again.
I sit on the couch and switch on the TV. I totally forgot that Man United were playing. They had their final game against Juventus. I turned on the volume and opened a packet of popcorn.
After about 10 minutes, I hear a loud thud and I ran to the bathroom. I knocked loudly on the door but there was no answer. I decided to just go in. I'm stuck to the spot when I see Harry lying on the floor with blood oozing out of his head.
I start panicking, not knowing what to do. I shakily take out my phone and dial 911.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Umm, my boyfriend s-slipped in the shower and he's b-bleeding and I- I think he's unconscious. Help! Quick!"
"We'll send an ambulance right away. Could you tell me your address please?"
I give her Harry's address but I know the ambulance are gonna be too late if the blood keeps flowing at this rate. Not thinking I grab Harry's dirty shirt and wrap it as gently as possible around his head.
I then realize he's completely naked and I look around and find Harry's boxers. I slowly pull up his legs and dress him. I dry his legs and chest with a towel nearby. His skin has goosebumps since it's very cold outside.
I place my ear on top of his mouth, afraid that he was dead but I could feel his warm breath on my skin. I couldn't help but burst out crying. I really couldn't lose him.
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"Harry, I promise, you'll be alright." I place his bloody head on my lap and hold his body gently.
I hear the siren nearing and I feel much more relieved knowing that he was gonna be ok.
I carefully lift his head up and place it on the fluffy carpet. I then sprint to the door and let them in. They placed Harry's body on a stretcher and did something to stop the bleeding. I couldn't see much but I saw them putting him in the ambulance.
Thankfully, they let me ride in the ambulance with them. I held Harry's hand at all times. I didn't want to let him go.
The doctor said that he needed surgery right away. He also said it might take a couple of hours. I spent the night there, drinking coffee and stress eating but I eventually fell asleep on one of the chairs.
I'm woken up by a nurse. "Niall Horan? Boyfriend of Harry Styles?" I nod, rubbing my eyes.
"He's in room 71 sir. I must warn you..."
"Warn me of what?" I start shaking again.
"He might have amnesia" She says placing a hand on my shoulder.
I burst out crying and I went to his room. He was lying there peacefully. What if he doesn't remember me at all?
That question kept on haunting me for quite a long time. I spent hours staring at him. He finally started moving his hands and turned his head. A few minutes later, his bright green eyes opened widely.
