Harry Styles Imagines

29| Remember Me

         He sat next to her hospital bed with tears brimming my eyes.

"Why don't you remember me?" He sobs into her hand. It's been the first night since y/n has woken up from her three day coma.

Y/n was driving back from work. As the light turned green, she stepped on the gas pedal and out of nowhere, she were t-boned. Fortunately y/n's side wasn't impacted. Though, her head hit a pole and they had to stitch up her head.

Harry's curly brown locks dug into y/n's arm as she slept. He hasn't slept a wink. He's been scared to death to even miss a blink of her awaking.

Out of nowhere, y/n's arm twitched. Harry immediately lifted his head up and his eyes widened, "y/n?" He whispered.

Her eyes fluttered opened and she blinked the blurriness away. She was so confused to where she was and what had happened.

Y/n looked around in confusion, "hello?" She groggily whispered.

Harry immediately got help and stood back as the doctors examined her. His heart broke every time  that lost look on her face appeared.

"You don't remember anything?" The doctor seriously questioned her.

She shook her head and tears began to brim her eyes, "I don't know ok!" She wailed.

Harry decided that enough was enough. He never liked seeing his wife so stressed out. So he immediately rushed to her side with his gritted teeth.

"She told you she doesn't remember. Why don't you guys do you job and help me instead of harassing her when she clearly doesn't remember!" He barked.

In instinct, y/n his her face in Harry's neck and cried. She felt so lost and the closet thing she had to home was the man next to her.

The doctor embarrassingly nodded, grabbed a chair and sat in front of them, "the things you can do Mr. Styles is show her wedding photos, take her back to important places like your first date, all those basic things. When flashes of memories come back it will hurt physically, but just rest and take some pain killers. But the only thing you can really do here is wait," He informed the two.

Y/n looked towards Harry who had a hard look on his face. All he wanted was his wife back.

**

A week later, y/n was released to the hospital. Harry was nervous to take her home. In the back of his mind, he wondered if y/n thought of him as some kind of kidnapper. He truly was the only person she had left. Her parents were too busy in their meetings abroad to even care about what happened to her. All they did was pay for her hospital bills and give some extra cash for Harry, since y/n won't be working for a little while.

The second she got out of the car, their apartment complex to her was like deja vu.

"We live here?" Y/n questioned as Harry got her out of the car.

He nodded his head, "yep. We moved here two years ago. Tomorrow is our five year anniversary," he sadly smiled at the ground.

Y/n wanted so bad to remember so she could celebrate with him, but he was just a stranger to her.

The two got on the elevator to get to their apartment. As Harry opened the door, that familiar scent entered y/n's nostrils. She'd smelled that smell before. Out of nowhere, a few memories slapped her in the face, sending her to the ground. Her head was pounding.

Harry twisted the knob with the brightest look on his face. This is it! We're finally going to the live out the rest of our lives together!

But before he opens it, he teasingly drops his hand, "I can't do it," he jokingly sighs.

I furrow my eyebrows, "you're a dumbass. Just open the freaking door!" I squeal.

He put his hands up in surrender, "okay! Okay!" Harry kisses my cheek before opening the door to finally show the apartment, or flat as he calls it.

Harry rushed down to catch her just in time y/n hit the ground, "I-I got a memory," she panted, "I called you a dumbass for not-"

"-opening the door," they said in sync. Harry looked into her eyes, the eyes he fell in love with. He was so close to kissing her, then he remembered- she barely even knew him.

"Come on," he whispered, pulling her up by her hand.

After a few twists a turns, he led her to their bedroom, where they spent their lazy days. The best times were nights before Christmas and then after New Year.

Standing there, y/n waited for Harry gather her clothes for the night, "here you go. Your toothbrush is the red one and I only have three products in there. You'll immediately tell which is which. I'll be in the living room if you need me. If not, I'll see you in the morning," before he left, he watched her shut the bathroom door, "remember me."

With that, he left the room and made himself a bed on the couch.

**

Throughout the next few weeks, Harry felt like kicking and smashing everything. Being dedicated sometimes can be so exhausting.

He attempted to show her their photos before they got engaged, after they got engaged, her baby pictures, Harry's baby pictures just for fun.

Slowly, y/n even let Harry sleep in the same bed as her. They've gone on five dates. It was like falling in love again. Once in a while, she spits out random facts about herself without even thinking.

One stormy night, she was awakened by the sound of lightning striking.

Flashback:

The thunder strikes in the dark grey sky. The wind was howling and the rain was pounding on the top of the car roof.

Y/n is driving back home after work. Luckily for her, Harry has an off day today. A great way to be welcomed home.

Though, it's taking her longer than usual due to the rain. Of course, there's those people who come across unfortunate events due to people who aren't careful.

Y/n is one of them.

"Hey hazz," she groans into the phone.

A chuckle is heard, "hey bug. Where are you? I thought you'd be home an hour ago," he questions.

Looking through the maze of cars, she could barely see a glimpse of her destination, "I thought so too, but the storm is so bad, so I'll see you soon. Hopefully!" She jokingly hopes.

Harry rolls his eyes, "alright. Just be careful. Love you."

"Love you!"

Out of nowhere, a car is seen skidding through the road and t-bones into y/n

**

Y/n's eyes were wide open and her mouth agape, "y/n? What's wrong?" A sleepy Harry asked beside her.

She looked around with anxiety filling her veins, "I-I... I remember how I got into the accident. I remember," the two couldn't fully process what was happening.

"Hazz..." she whispered, looking straight into his dreamy eyes.

A smile struggling to shine from his face, he whispered back, "you haven't called me that since..." y/n nodded her head and reached over to wrap her arms around his neck.

"I remember."