The Heartbreaking Amnesia

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Harry's POV:

When I open my eyes, I see a blonde guy staring at me. Who the hell is that? 

"H-Harry?" 

Am I supposed to know him? I don't think he's a doctor. If he is, he's definitely not wearing the correct clothes. 

"Do you remember me?" I furrow my eyebrows. "No? Should I?"

As soon as those words come out of my mouth I could see his face fall and tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes. He slowly lets go of my hand and walks out of the room only to be replaced by a doctor.

"Do you know who you are?" The doctor asks me. I nod.

"What's your full name?"

"Harry Edward Styles"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"Ummm... My assistant Roberta, she wanted to quit."

"Ok. When was this?"

"This morning" I reply. What's with all the questions?

"Thank you, Mr Styles"

He exits the room and I have a sip from the water bottle next to me. 

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Niall's POV: (I don't usually switch POV'S but I needed to in this chapter)

"Mr Horan, he says that the last thing he remembers is his assistant Roberta quitting" 

I can't believe that my Harry doesn't remember me! 

"His memory might come slowly. In the meantime, I suggest you give him some space and not mention the amnesia thing. Talking about things he doesn't remember will confuse him and make him go crazy."

Give him some space? I can't. The only thing I can do to actually be in his life is to start over.

So right now, I'm not even his assistant, well to him. The first thing I need to do is tell the people at work and somehow get Harry to hire me again.

As I get to the building, I'm welcomed by many hugs and kisses from my co-workers. "How was the trip Ni?"

"I NEED EVERYONE'S ATTENTION PLEASE"

Many people gather around me. "MR STYLES FELL IN THE SHOWER LAST NIGHT AND HE HAS AMNESIA. THE LAST THING HE REMEMBERS IS ROBERTA QUITTING. WHEN HE RETURNS HE IS GONNA HOLD INTERVIEWS. I NEED YOU TO MAKE SURE THAT IT DOESN'T HAPPEN AND HE HIRES ME. JOSH, THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT?" He nods through tears.

"AMANDA, I NEED YOU TO GO CLEAR MY OFFICE AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE I NEVER WAS HERE." She does that. I give other people tasks and I leave the company. I go back to Harry's place. He even gave me a spare key.

I find blood on the door and floors and I feel sick but I need make sure Harry doesn't remember this. It will freak him out.I grab some wet sponges, mop, sweeper and a bucket full of water and detergents. 

I throw his dirty clothes in the laundry and start washing the floors. I head down to the art shop nearby and buy some white paint. I spent the morning painting his walls. After what felt like forever, the house was spotless. I threw away any bloody clothes and hung the clean clothes outside. 

I drive back to my house and call his mum.

"Hello, Mrs Twist?"

"Niall! How many times do I have to tell you to call me Anne?"

"Hah. Sorry Anne"

"How are you? How's Harry? Is he with you?"

"Well, that's what I'm calling about. Last night when we got home, Harry slipped in the shower and hit his head. They performed surgery on him and he's quite alright. There's one thing though, h-he h-has amnesia" I say breaking into tears again.

"Oh my" The line goes silent.

"He remembers you Anne. He remembers Roberta quitting. He doesn't remember me"

"Niall. I'm so sorry. I'm gonna come down there"

"No please don't. The doctor said not to tell Harry or do anything suspicious"

"My poor babies. Call me everyday, will you?"

"Of course. I'll keep you updated"

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