Hi everyone this is my first larry fanfic, and I hope you enjoy it and it makes you cry in a cool way and is worth rereading. Please try and forgive any spelling errors and tpwk, and somehow if your an anti please don't leave your hate, if you so desire to read go ahead but this is a larry fanfic so it might not be your style.
Louis Pov:
One minute I am sleeping peacefully in the back of the tour bus the next I am in the air and hit my head on the roof of my sleeping nook. I groan at the headache that starts form from hitting my head. Why can't this bus driver miss all the bumps like all the others do while I sleep.
Grabbing Sir Bear, my teddy, I curl up once again. Just as I am about to fall asleep my alarm goes off. I sigh and turn it on snooze, five extra minutes of sleep never harmed anyone. I am so close to sleep again when my curtain gets pulled aside.
Without opening my eyes I flip off who I assume is Paul, the jerk that opened my curtain. I mumble asking for five more minutes causing Paul to chuckle lightly.
"C'mon Louis, it's time to get up, you got to help me wake Zayn." Paul says as he lightly shakes my shoulder. I throw Sir Bear at him in argument.
"No need to wake us. Just let us get our beauty sleep Paul." Zayn mumbles from his sleeping nook across from mine.
"Mhm yeah I agree with Zayn." I mumble in agreement and shut my curtain. I reach for Sir Bear but when I can't find him I remember that I threw him at Paul. I grab my pillow and cuddle it instead.
Paul chuckles at our combined stubbornness. He taps his foot impatiently until he finally says "Fine guess I got to pull out the big guns." I can hear him texting someone, but I don't care I am savouring the extra sleep. I hear Paul walk away and soon after the bus pulls over and the doors open.
"Tommo and Zayny stop being stubborn children, we got work to do today." Liam says in his fatherly figure voice.
"Payno shut it, sleep is more important." I yell out at him. I hear him chuckle.
"What's little short Tommo gonna do about it." He says tauntingly, pressing all my buttons.
"Gimme a break I am big." I say stubbornly. I hate him calling me short. He chuckles and walks away. Taking my victory I go to slip back into sleep when all of a sudden I am soaked in water. "PAYNO, NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET IT!" I yell energized by the water. Leaping out of my nook I grab a water bottle and dump it on his head.
After our short water fight I turn to see that Zayn is still asleep in his nook. If I have to be awake Zayn must be as well. "Zayn" I sing song. "Mister Bradford Badboy it is time for you to wake up mate." I sing to him.
"If your going to sing me awake you gotta take up the offer and try and sing on stage with me. You got the voice for it." He mumbles from his nook. Zayn was always trying to get me to sing on stage with him but I keep telling him I don't have the voice. I am better off writing his songs with him.
"Fine guess I gotta wake you up another way. Sides even if I truly had the voice for it no way. I am not dealing with the forced closeteding. I would not be able to be bi if I had your career, they would make me tell the world I am straight and not let me publicly date a boy. Anyways I am gonna dump water on you unless you get outta bed yourself." I tell him.
Zayn groans but eventually pulls himself out of bed. Time to write some songs for the next album before Zayn's concert in leeds tonight.
Harry's Pov:
I wake up to a girl with brown hair and green eyes shaking my shoulder. I remember her, it's Gemma my sister, I know this because she was there before the... before the... before the accident. I scrunch my nose trying to remember why she might be waking me up.
"School?" I ask her warily. The brown eyed lady with dark skin always tells me to try and to try... to try to remember simple words.... words associated with new memories. I think she tells me that. My memory is funny but I think she tells me that every time I see her. I remember lots of things before the accident but everything after is dark. I remember new people only by what their face looks like and something they said alot. Brown eyes with the dark face tells me to try and remember words, I think.
Gemma shakes her head. "No you don't have school today Harry, I will give you a hint though. Today involves Niall and music." Hints help me sometimes I think, or at least Gemma tells me they help me, she says that a lot.
Music I like music. Music doesn't try to make me remember, music lets me forget and just listen. Hmm music and Niall, what could it be? Niall was my friend before the... the... before the accident. His hair was dyed blonde back then. He keeps it blonde since his.... his... his brown hair always throws me off. Music and Niall oh I think I know it.
"Are we listening to Zayn sing?" I ask. Zayn was my favourite singer before the... the... before the accident. I like his music even if I struggle to remember his new songs.
"Yeah we are going to his concert with Niall. Do you remember where?" She asks happy, she gets happy when I remember, I think that's why I really want to remember things. I furrow my brows and try to remember... try to remember... try to... try...
"What's happening again?" my head does this sometimes. I think I have a memory problem. I can't remember why. "What day is it Gemma? Why am I awake right now?" Gemma's face falls I think I hurt her feelings. Wait I think.... I think... I think we were talking about Niall and music.
"We are going to a Zayn concert with Niall in Leeds tonight. It is July 23rd, 2010 Harry. We have to leave in a few hours to catch the train." Leeds blonde hair mentioned Leeds and Zayn. Blonde hair blue eyes mentioned it. Niall mentioned it. I think I sorta remember now. "Before we go to Leeds tonight with Niall you have a meeting with Dr..." I think Gemma wants me to remember the name of the doctor.
Doctor... doctor... doctor... I think she means brown eyes with the dark skin. Name... name... name... name... "Harry!" I say excited. That's what Gemma wanted right? She wanted name... I said name... why did her face drop. I cock my head to the side.
"Harry is your name silly." She says jokingly, I think she is using laughs to cover pain.... "Your doctor's name is Dr. Martin. Remember." Oh she wanted doctor's name... My doctor is there to help me with... with... with... help me with my memory.
Gemma and I leave the house saying goodbye to brown hair blue eyes female. Our Mom. We jog to the doctor's office, brown eyes dark skin female says exercise helps memory, and there is another reason we don't drive there... it's because.... because.... oh I don't know. We jog.
Brown eyes dark skin female says I am doing better. She has me do tasks while we talk, to help my brain, today it is a puzzle. She asks about the concert. I tell her I am excited, Zayn hardly ever goes to Leeds even though its near where he grew up. Puzzle helps me remember things.
"Harry do you remember what album Zayn is touring tonight?" Dr. Martin asks. She likes to ask me about things that I am strongly interested in, easier for me to remember.
New album of Zayn's... "It has something to do with... with...with... the greek guy with wings that fell.... it's something falls.... it's ic... ic.. it's Icarus Falls." Dr. Martin has me tell her my whole thought process helps her help me she says.
"That's right! Good job, give me a high five!" She say happily. I smack her hand in celebration. "Do you remember who he collabed with on some of the songs?" She asks. She likes to push my mind.
"Uh something ouch... ow ow ow.... pain... in pain.... I am pain... Liam Payne. Gemma jokes and says his motto should be I am Pain, or I am in Pain." I did good I remembered.
"That's good Harry. Good use of word association. Remember simple word association. Say it with me Harry. Simple word association." I repeat that with her a couple times. We do this before my sessions end I think.
Gemma is taking me and Niall to Leeds by the train soon.
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