This Song Is About You {A Harry Styles Fanfic}

Sleeping Beauty

Chapter 2:

"Beep, Beep, Beep." I hear as my eyes open, light blinding me almost immediately.

"She's up!" I hear someone say.

A boy with curly brown hair is standing over me, obnoxiously close actually. I look around and see white walls, and a bouquet of flowers and at least thirty balloons that say 'Get Well Soon'. That's when I notice my throbbing head.

"Why does my head hurt so bad?" I ask.

Suddenly four more boys and a pretty girl with brown hair are standing over me, she has a small scar on her forehead. None of them answer my question, instead they just stand over me as if I'm some sort of alien.

"You-erm-where in an accident, Ara? Don't you remember?" The curly one finally says.

"No? And who are all of you?" I ask suddenly overwhelmed by the amount of people around me.

"Ara, this isn't funny. I'm you're best friend! El?" The girl says.

"Best friend?"

They all look at one another, obviously confused. Not possibly as confused as I am. They all back away from me quickly and form a group at the front of the bed, whispering, and whisper yelling at each other. Finally they all break away from each other and plaster huge smiles on their faces and the girl walks out of the room.

"So." One of the boys says.

"Want to introduce yourself?" I ask politely.

"I'm Liam, this is Zayn, that's Niall, Louis and erm...Harry." One with a buzz cut says awkwardly.

I try and think of something to say to fill the empty silence. Nothing, I mean I can't even remember my own name, let alone how to fill an empty silence. They all stared at me, a worried expression in all their faces. Finally the brown headed girl, El? I think she said her name was, walks in, quickly pulling all five boys in to the hallway with her.

I can see them whispering through the small glass window, the girl and the one with the curly hair are crying. Why are they crying? Am I gonna die or something? My head hurts so bad I feel like I could die. Finally I see, Liam?, look over to me, he catches my eyes staring at them and drags a blonde one who I think his name is Niall in the room with him.

"Sorry, that was a bit rude. You deserve to know what's going on...you've been in a coma for two weeks...and erm...you have amnesia which explains why you don't remember us." Liam says.

"I-I-I have amnesia?! But..." I begin.

It all makes sense though, I mean why else would I not remember these six people? I can't remember who I am either. I have amnesia.

"Who am I?" I ask a sudden tear rolling down my cheek.

The curly one..Harry? Walks in just as I ask the question. His eyes are red and a little puffy.

"You're name is Arabella Lucas, we all call you Ara, you're a model and a dancer and Eleanor is you're best friend. You dance for a band that me and the other four lads are in together, called One Direction. You're dating me." He says.

I see a look of confusion flash on Liam's face. As if something wasn't right in my description.

"Harry but-" he begins but cuts himself off when Harry smiles at me.

"What's wrong?" I ask Liam.

"He just, erm...left out that you were in a car accident with Eleanor." He says.

"Is that where she got the scar?"

"Yes. The angle the car hit the wall was that only your side had impact. Eleanor came away with a concussion and a few bruises." He tells me.