"So what happened?" I ask, finding myself in the living room sitting on a couch across from Harry.

Stunned, Harry looks up at me with wide eyes. "Are you sure you want to know?"

I look down, "Of course."

"Umm," he says, "you should take a shower first." I raise my eyebrow. After a moment he realizes what he said could come off as an insult. "I mean, you were in the hospital for three days. And the doctors, they said you'd be in too much pain to get out of bed."

"Wait, I thought I was in the hospital for two days." I say, confused.

"Well, you were awake for two days. You wouldn't wake up at all the first day."

"Oh," I say looking down, "So where's the bathroom?"

"Here," Harry says standing up and walking toward the stairs, "Follow me."

I do as he says. Once at the top of the stairs, you see only two doors. One on the left wall, and one on the right.

Harry opens the door on the left, revealing a huge bedroom. It's covered with white carpet, tan walls, and red curtains covering the full length window.

"Your dresser is the one on the left. The bathroom is just right here," he says pointing to a closed door on the opposite side of the room where the bed is, "and I will be in here if you need anything."

I walk over to what he said was my dresser. I open every drawer to examine the clothes. I hear Harry walk up behind me, and out of the corner of my eye, I see him open one of his drawers and pull out something.

"You usually wear this." He says handing me one of his shirts. It's a simple, plain white v-neck. "And you wear these with it." He says handing me pink sweats out of my bottom drawer.

"Oh, thanks." I say walking to the bathroom.

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The shower I take is short. Just long enough to get me clean. I get out and put on a bra, underwear, and the clothes Harry gave me. When I get out of the bathroom, I see Harry on the edge of the bed, looking down at his phone.

"Whatcha doin'?" I ask.

"Oh," He says smirking, "I was just texting a friend.

"Who?"

"Uh, Louis...Tomlinson." Why does that sound so familiar? Harry turns off his phone and says, "Alright, well you can sleep in here. I will be on the couch downstairs."

He gets up and walks to the door. Before he walks out, I say, "Wait!" He turns around, with a questionable look on his face. "Don't you usually sleep in here?" He nods. "Why don't you, then?"

"I, um.." He looks down, "I just don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"It's okay with me." I lie. I don't want to sleep in bed with a stranger, but maybe it will help me improve my memory.

He smiles, revealing that, sweet, sweet, dimple. "Are you sure?" I nod, maybe a little too quickly. "Okay, well get in bed, and don't look. I'm changing."

I climb in bed and pull the blankets over my head, playfully. "I can see you through these sheets!" I say jokingly. I hear him laugh.

"You can look now." He says climbing in bed next to me.

"So?"

"So, what?" He asks.

"You said you'd tell me what happened."

"Oh, well it's simple, really." He says looking down. "We were at your favorite restaurant."

"Go on..." I encourage him.

" You were wearing this amazing dress...I don't remember what it looks like, though. I was too caught up with how beautiful you looked." He smiles and looks up at me. "After that we went to dinner. We had a wonderful conversation, about..us. Then we went for a walk, by the London Eye. You know, that big Ferris Wheel? We didn't actually go on it though, because you are afraid of heights."

He stops. Hesitating. Like he's deciding whether he should go on or not. "Then one thing lead to another...and...."

I wait for a while. "And.....?"

"I...um....I...." He looks down and scratches the back of his head with his left hand.

"You what?" I was starting to get impatient.

"I......proposed..." A tear slipped out of his eye.

Notes

Sorry guys! I know it has been a Looooonnnnnnnnnnggg time since I've updated! I've just been really busy with school!


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