Drugged h.s. AU

Amnesia

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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

The beeping made me furrow my eyebrows. What is that? It smelt like a clinic, that distinct hospital smell, the one you have to wash out of clothes. I took a deep breath. My mind now wide awake, but my body out cold. My whole body felt tingly, I felt something on my hand, a pressure. I tried to move, the only thing I think that moved was my finger.

"NURSE! NURSE! I THINK SHE'S AWAKE!" I heard a deep voice yell. I forced my eyes open. I looked at the concrete walls that surrounded me. A few moments later the nurse walked in. The nurse checked my pulse and a few other things. Who is he? I look over at him, he looks relieved and tired.

He looks like he got beat up with a bruise on his forehead. "Isabelle, you broke your right leg, and you went into a small coma. But, you're okay." The nude said to me. I had something to tell her. I found my voice. "Who is he?" I said pointing at the man. I looked at him, and he frowned. "Where's my mom?" I ask.

"Miss. Taylor, what do you remember?" The nurse asked. "I don't what you're talking about. How did this happen, where's my mom?" I exclaimed. "How old do you think you are Isabelle?" The man asked. "12, duh. Who are you? Do I know you? Where's Niall?" I asked.

"Niall?" The man asked. I nodded. "What is he to you?" He asked. I raised my eyebrow, is it any of his business? "My bestfriend, why?" I asked, he was acting strange. He looked like he was going to say something. "You seem to have a case of amnesia. It's a bit bad it seems. But, this young gentleman will take good care of you and try to help, okay?" She asked looking at me to agree.

"No, I want my mom, not some stranger. I'm sorry. I probably know you, but I don't, and I might never remember. I'm sorry." I told him, the nurse nodded saying she would contact my mom to come release me.

"Harry." he told me looking right at me. "Huh?" I ask back.

"My name is Harry Styles, and you will fall in love with me again, I promise." He said, he stood and bent over top of me kissing my forehead, then he stood up straight and left. He walked right out the door without another word. Why don't I remember? Why?

Harry POV
She doesn't remember, she doesn't know about the love we shared, or at least the feels. My heart shattered into a million pieces. I want to cry, shout, and scream at her that she loved me. Not Niall.

Not somebody who actually cared about her, I mean he did care, but so did I. And I've loved her since the first time I laid eyes on her.

I left the hospital as soon as I knew her mother was coming to pick her up, I'm not about to try and explain why I had her daughter, because her daughter can't even back me up because she doesn't remember. I got in my car speeding away from the hospital at full speed so I wouldn't be tempted to turn back around and take Isabelle with me, and help her remember everything.

She doesn't remember? Maybe, maybe this time I could make her fall in love with me. This is God giving me a do over. I'll win her over this time fair and square.

I promise.

Isabelle POV
We got home from the hospital last week. They kept me a bit longer to make sure I was stable. My mom threw questions at me left and right, that I honestly, couldn't answer. Why did I ever leave my mom?

It took me awhile to come to terms with the fact that I'm 17, and Niall moved away. Mom had to go to work soon after we got back, and couldn't explain much to me. Somehow, I feel like she worked all the time anyway, and it wasn't much of a shock.