Regrets (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Regrets - chapter 33 (HARRY...)

I'm starting to remember a few things. I remember my brother and my mum, but my head stings every single time I try to think.

I succeed in raising my arm up to retrieve the glass of water. Wincing slightly.

Considering that I can move more of my body, I've probably been out for days.

I look around to find no one. The room was empty. Did my mum go home?

I look towards the side table to see a phone. My phone?

I grab it quickly and switch it on. There's a crack right in the centre of the screen but behind the crack was a background picture of me and a guy.

A guy with curly blonde hair. He was cute, but who was he? He stares at me adoringly while I'm there grinning at the camera. Is he...my boyfriend?

I unlock with phone trying the easiest password first (one two three four) which is also the correct password. I roll my eyes at my stupid self.

I open my photos app and go though memories.

There's loads with random girls. Probably friends. Do I have a best friend?

I stop on another photo. It's me, I think, as a baby...with a man?

He looks familiar....dad?

I try to think but as usual my head starts to sting.

I close my photos and open up my texts.

Last text to...Harry?

'Where are you?'

'Im waiting by your car!'

'Its cold please hurry up...'

I sit there confused. What happened with Harry? That's who the nurse was talking about.

I check a few other messages some to Zahrah...

Kallie...

Luke?

I turn my phone off and place it back on the side table.

I shut my eyes to stop the headache trying to get through, hoping that I regain my memory sooner.

HARRYS POV:

I've been laying in this bed for over a week now. The doctors won't let me see Megan and they won't even let me leave this room.

They've stitched up all my cuts and my arm is still in plaster but that doesn't mean I can't walk.

I stand up from the bed and make my way towards the door. I pop my head through the door to see if there are any doctors or nurses near the room.

I scurry across the hallway peeking my head through doors to see if Megan is in there.

No luck.

One doctor walks past me with a clipboard clenched to his chest. I bury my face to avoid eye contact.

I make my way to the other hallway. I open the first door that comes to view. There was a non moving person laying on the hospital bed.

I move closer to her bed, she lays there, the room...silent.

Her leg is in a plaster and there's bandages wrapped around her thin stomach.

It's Megan.

I tap her shoulder to see if she wakes up.

She slowly opens her eyes and jumps, startled as soon as she sees me.

'Megan?' I ask pleadingly.

She looks as if she's about to scream but then realises something.

'Hey' she says.

Does she remember me? I thought the doctors said she had memory loss.

'Megan you remember me?' I ask smiling.

'No, but I've seen some pictures on my phone so I kind of know you'

My smile drops.

'Are you Harry or Luke or...?' She asks.

'Harry...I'm Harry' I whisper.

'Oh, are you my boyfriend? The nurse said you wanted to see me' she says quickly.

'Yh, I'm your boyfriend' I fake smile.

She smiles back and tries to sit up but winces slightly. I grab her hand and help her up.

'Thanks' she says.

'Its fine'

'So...how long have we been dating?' She speaks up.

'About a month' I answer.

'Oh okay, are you even allowed to be here?' She giggles.

'Ummm nope...not...' Before I could finish, the door opens to reveal a nurse. Shit.

'Megan how are you..' She sees me and walks towards us.

'Excuse me sir, you are not supposed to be in this room' she pauses for a few seconds 'I'm guessing Harry Styles?' After checking her documents.

'Yh' I answer casually.

'Mr Styles you are supposed to be in your own room' she complains.

Before I could say something Megan speaks up.

'But please, I feel so much better and I seriously need some company' she pleads.

The nurse stares at us for a few minutes then speaks.

'Fine but only for a few minutes, I'll just pretend I didn't see you' she rushes out the door.

I look back at Megan and smile. She smile backs. I hope she regains her memory back. The sooner the better.