Harry’s POV

It’s been about a month since the accident and another week since we told Bella about her dad and she had her first memory. And for this entire week, she’s been begging us to take her to visit her mum. I want to make her happy, but if she were to remember what her mum said to her she’d want to stay as far away as possible from her mum.

She thinks that going will trigger more memories because she still hasn’t gotten a second one yet. At her doctor’s appointment the other day though, they said memories just happen whenever they want. Nothing can trigger them, no matter how hard you may try, you’re still not trying hard enough to actually remember anything. It’s weird and spontaneous. Just like Bella and I.

Mark had to go back home across the ocean yesterday. He has a job and a girlfriend to get back to. It broke Bella’s heart to see him go. I get why she’s so upset, Mark is one of the few familiar people to her. She remembers him from all her life. He made us promise him to update him on any and all progress she makes, of course. It wasn’t easy for him to leave Bella either, but he had to.

Louis is sitting across the room. Him and Bella are best friends, just like they were from before the accident. Louis sleeps at our house every night and Niall and Liam come sometimes too. Liam goes home to his girlfriend Sophia some nights. Louis said Eleanor understands why he isn’t coming home. They see each other during the daytime. Eleanor and Bella were pretty close too, but we haven’t re-introduced them again because we don’t want to overwhelm Bella. Well, overwhelm her anymore than she already is.

“Haz”, Louis says to get my attention. I look up and see Bella falling asleep on Louis’ shoulder as we watch our movie. I smile and recall how exhausted she said she was before the movie. That’s all we’ve been doing lately, just sitting and watching reality TV and movies. Mostly Disney movies and comedies with the occasional romance movie. We haven’t gone out yet.

I move to get up and bring Bella to bed, “C’mon Bells, it’s bedtime.” I pick her up gently as she groans.

“I’m not tired, let’s watch another movie”, she whines as she buries her face into my chest muffling her voice.

“Yes you are, Bella”, I laugh softly, “Let’s go to bed.”

I hear her sigh faintly so I carry her up the stairs and place her gently in her bed. I place a kiss on her forehead and she falls asleep immediately.

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Screaming. Bella’s not saying any words, she’s just screaming.

I bolt awake as Louis bursts into our room. We look at each other for a moment before he asks, “Should we wake her up?”

“Ye-”, I’m interrupted by more of Bella’s cries. Her face is red and splotchy and wet from all her tears.

Louis runs over to the bed and shakes her small body, “Bella! Bella, wake up!”

She opens her eyes wide and fast. She stares straight forward before looking up at Louis and staring at him for a minute. Tears run down her face silently. Did she have another memory in her sleep or just a bad dream?

“Bells” I whisper to get her attention and touch her arm gently. Just enough to let her know that I’m there for her.

Her head snaps to look at me and the look in her eyes will scar me forever. She was scared, scared to look at me, scared that I am in the same bed as her, scared to be seeing me. She pushes the white fluffy sheets off of her as she snaps her head back straight forward in front of her.

“Bella? Where are you going?”, Louis says as we watch her storm out of the room. We look at each other when we hear her quiet sob.

I’ve known her for a little over two years now, I can tell when she’s trying to ignore her feelings. She’s used to shutting down her emotions and putting her walls up. Once something triggers her, she won’t be the same for a long time. She used to go to even go to therapy for this.

She storms out of the room without turning back. I rush out of bed to follow her with Louis. Niall is staying in the other room, but he’s a deep sleeper so he hasn’t waken up yet. But when Louis and I get to the hallway, we see that his door is open. We wait outside his door for a minute to eavesdrop.

“Bella, it’s okay. It’s just a memory. It’s Harry, he’s gotten better I promise you. He’ll never do that again.”, we hear Niall say.

I feel sick suddenly, now knowing she remembers. She remembers the worst memory. The worst memory she could possibly remember.


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Notes

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