forget // h.s.

The silence is killing me. It's so quiet that I can hear the clock on the wall click with every second that goes by. Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours and before I know it, it's been five hours and my body has gone numb from laying in this position for so long.

Chills go through my body at the thought of being here in this place full sickness and death. I don't know how I got here. No one else is in the room with me and I wonder what's going on outside these white walls.

After a few more minutes of staring at the ceiling, a stunning boy with curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes walks in and I have no idea who he is. The only thought going through my mind as our eyes meet is,

How is it possible to forget him?

[Harry Styles Fan Fiction]

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