Still the One
Scared Silly
Lauren
I'm pacing back and forth outside of the room Jordan and Harry's brother-in-law are in. I'm so scared. We were having the best night ever, and now she forgets her favorite boy in the world. Harry must've noticed my anxiousness because he took my hand and pulled me into a chair. He sat down next to me and began to talk.
"Lauren, you need to tell me everything you can about Jordan and what was going on."
"Okay," I said with a shaky breath. "Jordan and I were at the concert; front row. We walked outside around two thirty, and realized neither of us had called a taxi. So, we decided we would walk back to our hotel; we didn't think it would be that far-"
"Hold on," Harry interrupted. "You decided to walk the streets of London at two thirty in the morning?!"
"Yeah, It would be too late to call a taxi," I defended.
"Okay, sorry. Keep going," Harry said.
" Alright. So, we were walking around the arena, when a door opens and hits Jordan in the head. I see Niall, and we start trying to wake her up. She wakes up, and Niall picks her up and carries her inside. You know the rest." I relent.
"Okay. Now I want some background." Harry stated.
"Okay. Obviously we are from America. Our parents sent us on a school trip to England and let us stay two extr weeks and go to the concert. We are fifteen. Anything else?" I said.
"Nope. That's all," Harry smiled and opened his arms for a hug. And as any Directioner would, I hugged him. If I died right now, I would be okay with it. I felt so happy right then. I smiled into Harry's shoulder, and I think he knew it because he squeezed harder. All is right in the world when I am in the arms if Harry Styles. He may be Taylor Swift's trash, but he's definately my treasure.
I started to let go because as much as I liked his hug, I wasn't sure he liked mine. But as soon as I did, he said " Not just yet, Love."
Well that was fine by me! We could stay like this forever and I wouldn't complain! I felt complete. My mom always told me I probably wouldn't marry him, but in this moment, forever felt possible. Could it be love at first sight? I'll get back to that thought later.
"She's had some memory lapse." Gemma's husband Phil said. Omg! He's Dr. Phil!
"I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Are you Dr. Phil?" I asked excitedly.
"Yes, but I am not the Dr. Phil," he answered. " Anyway, she lost two years of memory. With this opiate, she can get back six months every day. So four days and she'll remember everything. How many days do you have left here, Miss Lauren?"
"Um, about... ten days maybe?" I answered.
"Alright, then she'll be fine and you won't have to tell your parents if you don't want to." Dr. Phil said.
"Yeah, I don't want them to know," I blushed. Harry looked hurt.
"Why not?" He asked.
"I can't tell them what happened to Jordan, I'll get in huge trouble. And her parents will be so mad at me!" I defended. "I mean you're great, but this isn't."
"Alright. In the mean time, make sure she's eating every time she wakes up. She will wake up every six hours. So four times a day. And that's a total of sixteen times. Got it?"
"Yup. " I said.
"Okay. You can go now. Boys, take them to their hotel, no where else, deal?" Dr. Phil said.
"Fine by me," Niall said as he picked Jordan up and carried her out. I think he likes her! She will be so happy she got her head hit! She was so right when she said it would be the best night ever! I totally agree right now!
I'm pacing back and forth outside of the room Jordan and Harry's brother-in-law are in. I'm so scared. We were having the best night ever, and now she forgets her favorite boy in the world. Harry must've noticed my anxiousness because he took my hand and pulled me into a chair. He sat down next to me and began to talk.
"Lauren, you need to tell me everything you can about Jordan and what was going on."
"Okay," I said with a shaky breath. "Jordan and I were at the concert; front row. We walked outside around two thirty, and realized neither of us had called a taxi. So, we decided we would walk back to our hotel; we didn't think it would be that far-"
"Hold on," Harry interrupted. "You decided to walk the streets of London at two thirty in the morning?!"
"Yeah, It would be too late to call a taxi," I defended.
"Okay, sorry. Keep going," Harry said.
" Alright. So, we were walking around the arena, when a door opens and hits Jordan in the head. I see Niall, and we start trying to wake her up. She wakes up, and Niall picks her up and carries her inside. You know the rest." I relent.
"Okay. Now I want some background." Harry stated.
"Okay. Obviously we are from America. Our parents sent us on a school trip to England and let us stay two extr weeks and go to the concert. We are fifteen. Anything else?" I said.
"Nope. That's all," Harry smiled and opened his arms for a hug. And as any Directioner would, I hugged him. If I died right now, I would be okay with it. I felt so happy right then. I smiled into Harry's shoulder, and I think he knew it because he squeezed harder. All is right in the world when I am in the arms if Harry Styles. He may be Taylor Swift's trash, but he's definately my treasure.
I started to let go because as much as I liked his hug, I wasn't sure he liked mine. But as soon as I did, he said " Not just yet, Love."
Well that was fine by me! We could stay like this forever and I wouldn't complain! I felt complete. My mom always told me I probably wouldn't marry him, but in this moment, forever felt possible. Could it be love at first sight? I'll get back to that thought later.
"She's had some memory lapse." Gemma's husband Phil said. Omg! He's Dr. Phil!
"I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Are you Dr. Phil?" I asked excitedly.
"Yes, but I am not the Dr. Phil," he answered. " Anyway, she lost two years of memory. With this opiate, she can get back six months every day. So four days and she'll remember everything. How many days do you have left here, Miss Lauren?"
"Um, about... ten days maybe?" I answered.
"Alright, then she'll be fine and you won't have to tell your parents if you don't want to." Dr. Phil said.
"Yeah, I don't want them to know," I blushed. Harry looked hurt.
"Why not?" He asked.
"I can't tell them what happened to Jordan, I'll get in huge trouble. And her parents will be so mad at me!" I defended. "I mean you're great, but this isn't."
"Alright. In the mean time, make sure she's eating every time she wakes up. She will wake up every six hours. So four times a day. And that's a total of sixteen times. Got it?"
"Yup. " I said.
"Okay. You can go now. Boys, take them to their hotel, no where else, deal?" Dr. Phil said.
"Fine by me," Niall said as he picked Jordan up and carried her out. I think he likes her! She will be so happy she got her head hit! She was so right when she said it would be the best night ever! I totally agree right now!
I loved this!!!!! Can't wait to read the next book!
8/15/14