One More Time

Chapter 41

~Niall's POV~

Another 2 days passed. She acted like I never kissed her.

I decided to talk to her about it. I walked to her in the kitchen. "Taylor..." I started

"Hm?" She turned to me, a steaming mug in her hands.

"What happened...." I sighed "you can't keep pretending it didn't happened."

"N-Niall..." She started stuttering. She's nervous. "It wasn't... You." She replied.

"Taylor I like you. I really.... I love you." I said softly.

"Niall you aren't the one I know. You're not... My Niall." She got shaky

"I can be, we can get back wha-" I tried to take her hands but she cut me off and tugged her hands away.

"We can't Niall!' she snapped. "Its not..." her eyes got watery. "Not the same."

It felt like someone had stabbed me. I didnt know I felt that much towards her until it was ripped away from me.

"Im going to bed." She said softly. She walked up the stairs to her room. I had been staying in the guest room. Yet, despite me not remembering anything, she still sleeps in my shirts that are too big for her. And it makes me smile.

~Taylor's POV~

This has been nothing but torture. He knows nothing. I love him so much, but its not him. He acts too different.

I pulled on one of his big t-shirts that I still like to wear because they smell like him. He's been going to therapy nearly everyday for this past week that he's forgotten. But it doesnt seem to work.

I climbed into bed after turning the lights off. I fell asleep quickly, after habing a long week.

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The first thing I saw was the bright window of my room when I woke. But, the firsst thing i felt... Lips. On my neck.

"Morning Princess." A groggy voice spoke.

A smile formed on my face. "Morning Ni-" I cut myself off as he sat up, letting go of me and looking down at me with a sexy smirk on his face. "You...?" He remembers? I never told him what he called me. either he figured it out or... he remembers again.

His smirk turned into a grin and he nodded. This joy quickly bubbled inside me as I sat up, cupped his face, and pressed my lips onto his. He chuckled into my lips and pulled me onto his lap by my hips. He held my hips close to his body as my lips moved in sync with his passionately. I moved my fingers into his blonde hair and he kissed me hard. We stayed like this for a few more seconds.

"You do remember?" I asked softly agaisnt his lips, my forehead pressed to his.

"mhm. I woke up in the middle of the night. It all kinda... came back." He shrugged and kissed me again.

"A lot of kissing." I mumbled.

"I didnt do it enough before." He chuckled. He connected our lips again and his hands traveled up my waist. He immediatly broke the kiss.

"No no no why didn't you eat." His eyebrows furrowed and I gave a puzzled look. He gently squeezed my waist and I realized what he meant.

I tried to get off his lap but he held me firmly. "Niall." I said sternly and pulled harder, getting scared. He let go. "It's really not a big deal it's just I've been worried."

"Im glad its not as bad as last time." He said. I slowly nodded.

"Yeah.." I mumbled.

"Please.. No matter what happens.. I just want you to be healthy and safe." He took my hands.

"I'm sorry." I said softly.

"It's not your fault. Now... Breakfast?" He asked.

I nodded and got out of bed and he followed. He took my hand and I smiled. "Now, I plan on being extra romantic to make up for when I wasnt." He kissed my cheek at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled to myself and walked into the kitchen. Then I turned on the coffee maker.

"Taylor..." Niall said softly, more seriously.

"Yeah?" I replied, turning to face him.

"The night I got in the accident... What I did to you before that, that wasnt me. You know that..." He said softly.

I took a deep breath, tears welling in my eyes remembering it but I blinked them back. "Yeah." I nodded. I forced a smile. "Yeah I know. "

"I promsed you we'd wait, and I want to- but my drunk self... got the better of me." He walked to me and took my waist in his hands, pulling me to his body.

I laughed softly. "Niall, I know." I handed him a mug of coffee.

"Thank you." He pecked my lips.

"You're welcome." I smiled brightly at him. "oh, Brooke wanted to visit and force me to meet her boyfriend." I told him. "At least shes not going after you." I smiled. He put his coffee down and wrapped his arms around to the small of my back, pulling me towards him. I had to put my coffee down or i'd spill it.

"Good. I'm taken." He smirked.

"Yeah?' I asked, smirking as well.

"Yup." He said and pulled me close to the point that there was no space between us.