I Knew You Would
Chapter 21
Harry’s POV
I go to Louis’ flat and talk to him about Annie.
“You still haven’t told her?” He asks, clearly annoyed.
I look down. “Lou, I’m just not ready, and I don’t think that she is either. She hasn’t remembered anything lately and…it would all just be too much.”
“Harry, she deserves to know! You can’t keep hiding this from her!”
“I know. I’ll tell her. The next time she remembers something, though. Then I’ll tell her.”
"Haz, when she finds out she's going to be pissed. the longer you keep this from her, the more that anger will build up. Just tell her soon..okay?"
"Okay, I'll tell her when I get back." I say.
"Promise?" Asks Louis.
"Promise."
Annie’s POV
I go inside and do my best to regain any bit of my memory as possible.I walk over to the living room where several pictures of Harry and I are. I haven’t taken the time to look at any of them lately.There are several pictures on a shelf just above the fireplace. They all seem to have been taken at the same place. I can’t think of where though.All of them are outside. One picture is taken with Harry holding the camera and his arm wrapped around me. Another we must have gotten someone else to take because we are both hugging and smiling in front of some restaurant. My favorite one that I see is of us kissing.It’s not the fact that we are kissing that makes me like it, but the fact that we both just look so happy.We are both smiling into the kiss...
Well this isn’t helping. What else could help me remember?Hmmm……
WAIT.What about the room that’s across from mine and Harry’s? What’s in there?
I turn around and walk up the stairs. I look at the mysterious room that I have never seen before. Should I open it? I think….yes! I place my hand delicately on the knob and twist the door open.
I look around to inspect what’s in the room.
A rocking chair, toys, a crib. What the hell? The room is painted a baby blue with a giraffe and lions and tigers and bears (OH MY) on the walls. I walk over to something that I see on the pillow in the crib. It’s a piece of paper. A picture?
I get closer and realize what it is. An ultra-sound.
Wait a minute…
Was I pregnant?
I go to Louis’ flat and talk to him about Annie.
“You still haven’t told her?” He asks, clearly annoyed.
I look down. “Lou, I’m just not ready, and I don’t think that she is either. She hasn’t remembered anything lately and…it would all just be too much.”
“Harry, she deserves to know! You can’t keep hiding this from her!”
“I know. I’ll tell her. The next time she remembers something, though. Then I’ll tell her.”
"Haz, when she finds out she's going to be pissed. the longer you keep this from her, the more that anger will build up. Just tell her soon..okay?"
"Okay, I'll tell her when I get back." I say.
"Promise?" Asks Louis.
"Promise."
Annie’s POV
I go inside and do my best to regain any bit of my memory as possible.I walk over to the living room where several pictures of Harry and I are. I haven’t taken the time to look at any of them lately.There are several pictures on a shelf just above the fireplace. They all seem to have been taken at the same place. I can’t think of where though.All of them are outside. One picture is taken with Harry holding the camera and his arm wrapped around me. Another we must have gotten someone else to take because we are both hugging and smiling in front of some restaurant. My favorite one that I see is of us kissing.It’s not the fact that we are kissing that makes me like it, but the fact that we both just look so happy.We are both smiling into the kiss...
Well this isn’t helping. What else could help me remember?Hmmm……
WAIT.What about the room that’s across from mine and Harry’s? What’s in there?
I turn around and walk up the stairs. I look at the mysterious room that I have never seen before. Should I open it? I think….yes! I place my hand delicately on the knob and twist the door open.
I look around to inspect what’s in the room.
A rocking chair, toys, a crib. What the hell? The room is painted a baby blue with a giraffe and lions and tigers and bears (OH MY) on the walls. I walk over to something that I see on the pillow in the crib. It’s a piece of paper. A picture?
I get closer and realize what it is. An ultra-sound.
Wait a minute…
Was I pregnant?
10/26/13