Drugged h.s. AU

Drugged (h.s. Story)

Prologue

Isabelle POV

I stared at the emerald eyed boy who told me I had fell into a coma, and shouldn't remember a thing. I was to scared to correct him, and tell him I didn't forget a thing. His breath was hot on my neck, heavy. "I'm so glad your back, and safe." Back? I'm not staying here. I have a family, a boyfriend, my whole life, and now it's suddenly vanished, right infront of me. I just nodded at him, not wanting to make him angry. He seemed concerned, worried. He should be, he ruined my life, and he thinks I don't remember? What kind of lunatic is he?

I watched as he paced the floor. Thinking. That makes two of us. Just trying to think how i could get out of here, escape. But, that would have to wait till later, because he stopped and grinned at me. This couldn't be good. "You're staring." I gulped. He made me nervous, no one makes me nervous. I quickly looked away. "No, no, don't look away. I love you, remember?" I shook my head. I wasn't going to let him think I remembered shit. If he wants ditsy, stupid, forgetful. I'll give him the full package. But, just let it be known, I would let him have a piece of my mind, but it's fuzzy right now.

He propped himself up on the doorway looking at me intently, almost scary, but it wasn't. He walked to me and bent down to my level running his hand down my cheek. "I'll help you remember darling, I promise." He was nice for a creep. I nodded. Play stupid, you were born an actress. I deserve an Oscar. "I'll make dinner." He talks casually as if we've known each other our whole lives. He gestures with his hand for me to follow, I do. If I can get a layout of the place, I could leave quickly.

Harry POV

I can't believe I actually did this. I can't believe she's here, with me. I can't believe i actually called Zayn to arange this. He knew how I watched her, Stalked her, fell in love with her without even talking to her. She never knew how many times she'd brushed by me on the street, and I felt this electric shock run from the place on my shoulder to the tips of my toes.

After that day I had watched her, where she lived, her mother, her boyfriend. I knew it all. Her age, weight, hair and eye color. Even her phone number, thanks to genius that is Zayn. He knows it all. He's been working with rich people, capturing anyone they wanted, and knew everything about them. He was the man you called when you wanted the ultimate backgroud check.

And I wanted her, I wanted her so bad. And, now I got her. I got what I wanted. Zayn had told me he had this new chemical at the office that you can inject in your subject, and it give them ultimate amnesia. I wanted that, I wanted her to have a life with me. I wanted her to believe I was the one she loved, and will till the day we die.

I told him I wanted it, and he informed me on how on some, it won't work, they have whats called a conscious mind, where the mind is too strong, and won't forget. But, I think it will work, I know she's smart really intelligent, but she likes to party. She parties all the time, and her mother is barely ever home.

But, don't worry she's not alone. If her mother is or isn't home, her boyfriend is with her, her boyfriends name is Niall, he and his family is from Ireland. He likes to drink too, and I think he's the one that made her want to drink, but I can't be too sure.

Now, I'm sitting here in my bedroom looking at the beautiful angel that is Isabelle. She looked so calm sleeping on my bed. Like she belonged there in my bed. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked around confused. "Where am I?" She asked, her angelic voice ringing through the air. "You're home, you're back. You fell into a coma, and the doctors didn't think you'd make it so they let me take you home. I was praying, hoping you'd wake up. You don't remember the crash? You hit your head, they thought you were a goner. But, I had faith. I knew you'd wake up." I told her, she looked around in confusin, like her mind was in a different place.

She sat up, I leaned forward on the bed and whispered in her ear. "I'm so glad your back, and safe."

Isabelle POV

I sat looking at him, and couldn't forget the pain in my neck, I rubbed my neck feeling the bump where I thought I was stung. And, it throbbed. But, all I could think about was the day before this all started. The day I spent with Niall...