•EMILY'S POV•
This was so weird. Some guy, very attractive may I add, came into my room, telling me that he's my 'Hazza' and I'm his 'Emmo', and we'll love each other forever...? This was so weird. I don't remember meeting any guy that looked like him in my life. He had brown curls, sad green eyes, and dimples. His smile dissapeared when I said, "Um.. I have no clue what you're talking about." what? I don't.
"You- you don't remember me?" he asked, coming closer to me. He put both of his hands on the left rail of the bed, resting his chin on his knuckles. "No... Im sorry. Who are you?" I asked. He looked like he was going to cry. I felt so bad for him. "I'm Harry, Harry Styles." he softly said, his eyes need leaving mine. "I'm Emily-" I was interrupted, by the sound of a door opening.
"Mr. Styles, may I have a word with you?" a doctor asked, motioning for Harry to come join him in the corner. "Sure thing." Harry said, looking down and getting up. He looked at me once over his shoulder before turning around and walking towards the doctor. I heard them talk in whispers.
"....amnesia." is all I heard the doctor whisper.
"And she doesn't remember me?" Harry whispered back. I saw so much sadness in Harry's eyes.
The doctor shook his head and Harry started crying. "I'm sorry, but she can't remember anything from the last month." the doctor whispered. Harry ran his hand over his face, wiping his old years away on his blazer sleeve, letting new years take over his face. "She'll be able to leave tomorrow around 12:00." the doctor said, and then he walked out.
I saw Harry, just standing there, looking at me, tears falling down his face freely. "Why does this happen to me?" he asked himself, and then he walked over to me.
"So, how do I know you?" I asked him. He shook his head salt and said, "Uh, we were just really good friends." he smiled, but I could tell the smile was forced, and his eyes were filled with sadness. "Oh, is any one else here?" I asked. Harry nodded and crouched down next to me. "Yeah, they're our friends Denisse and Niall, do you remember them?" he asked.
At te sound of Denisse's name, a picture in my mind of us when we were younger popped into my brain. "Yes, I remember Denisse." I said. He sadly nodded his head and said, "Well, Niall is my best friend and he's dating Denisse." I nodded and made an 'oh' sound.
Harry started talking to me about how Rob was in jail, and then he trailed off. "Oh. Thats good, I guess." I said. He nodded and got up with a sniffle. "i guess I'll be going then." Harry said, turning around. He half-waved at me and walked out. I looked out the window and saw Harry run and fall into a blonde boy's arms and sob. His shaking body was held against the blonde's, he was whispering things into Harry's ear.
This situation mustve effected him so much, and It mustve hurt that I couldn't remember him. Then the door opened once again. I looked to see Denisse. "Hey Em Em." she said. "Hey Den Den." I replied. "I missed you." Denisse said, sitting next to me as I scooched over.
"Y'know, this is your fault that I havent ate this much these three weeks, so." she laughed. We both laughed, and we fell back onto the bed and we sighed at the same time. "You're leaving around 12:00 tomorrow, Harry's taking you." Denisse said. "Thanks." I said. We stayed in silence for about 5 minutes, and then the blonde boy came in. "Denisse, my mum wants us home today." he said. "Okay Nialler," she replied, and then she turned to me. "Em, I gotta go." she whispered. I nodded and she left with the blonde boy. I laid back and fell asleep, with so many things running through my mind.
The next day, Harry said he was taking me home. I couldn't have been goin home, because I remembered Rob was in jail. So where I was I going? Harry led me out to his car and opened the passenger's seat door. I wobbled to the car, my legs were really weak, so Harry wrapped his arm around my waist to support me. "Thanks." I said, going into the car. He nodded and walked over to the drivers seat. I looked out the window and he backed out of the driveway. I kept watching the houses past for about 2 minutes, and then Harry broke the silence. "So, Emily." he said.
