Bella’s POV

The drive to Harry’s house was awkward to say the least. Louis drove, Liam was next to him, which left Niall, Harry, and I left smushed up next to each other in the back seat. Harry sat in the middle with Niall on his left and me on his right. I couldn’t help but notice how close we were, our legs were touching and he had his arm around my shoulders. I’m not going to lie, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.

This entire time, I’ve just kept my focus on what’s going on outside the car and I could feel someone’s eyes burning into my skull. I look up to Harry and our eyes immediately lock into each others’.

“How are you feeling?”, he finally asks me.

“Good, I guess”, I say looking down a little, “Well actually, my head hurts and it feels like an elephant stepped on my brain, but other than that I’m okay.”

He nods sadly and the car turns silent again as it turns into a huge house. When I say this house is huge, it’s freaking huge. Like, the biggest house I’ve probably ever seen. And it looks gorgeous on the outside. It’s brown and modern, it’s just my style. My jaw feels like it hit the ground.

“Do you like it?”, Niall says as he looks over at me from behind Harry. Both of their eyes are on me.

I nod fastly, “It’s beautiful!”

Harry smirks as the car parks and we begin to get out of the car. He walks with his hand around my waist. I don’t know why this feels so right, but it does. I think I like this.

We wait for Harry to unlock the front door and he holds it open for us. I take about three steps into this huge house before stopping. There is a big long spiral staircase in front of me and about 3 different doorways to go into different directions of the house, but what is right in front of me catches my attention.

Liam says something to Harry in a worried tone, but I wasn’t listening to them. In front of me are about ten picture frames hanging on the wall. On the right are pictures of my family. I see my parents on their wedding day and pictures from my childhood with my brother. Then on the left it looks like Harry and his family. I barely recognize an older lady and a lady looking about the same age as Harry. They were Harry’s family! I remember them coming to visit me in the hospital right before I fell asleep. I never talked to them because when I woke up, they were gone.

But what surprises me most is what’s in the middle, in between my and Harry’s family pictures. There is a picture of me and Harry hugging. We’re looking at the camera with big smiles on our faces.

The picture under that is a picture of Harry and I kissing. It takes me a second for my eyes to actually focus on it and comprehend what I am seeing. Are Harry and I dating? Did we date before we were in that car accident?

I look around at the pictures again before someone tugs at my arm, making me turn around quickly. Louis is right in front of me and all the guys are looking at me with big eyes. Like I’m about to explode or something.

I don’t know what I’m feeling. I can’t tell if I’m confused or sad. Okay, I know I’m not happy, which I don’t like. All I know is this sucks. I’m okay with dating Harry, that part brings me a small bit of happiness. That must be why he’s been glued to my side this entire time. And why I must like him so much. But I’m also sad because I don’t remember it. I don’t remember who these people are. Hell, I can barely remember Niall’s name. I don’t know how I met them. Or any fun times I had with them. I don’t remember a single kiss Harry and I shared. Or being that happy because of him.

I just don’t know anymore, which sucks because all I want to do is know.
“Could you guys please just explain what I’ve obviously forgot?”, I ask looking at Harry with a shaky voice. He looks almost scared. He looks like I’m about to run out that door and he’s gonna have to stop me. I’m not leaving though. I’m okay with everything I just saw. I’m just overwhelmed and confused, that’s all.

“The doctor said tha-”, Liam begins.

“I don’t care what the doctor said, I just want to know about you guys and my life”, I interrupt him with a calm voice, “And I’d also like to know why I like Harry so much. I mean these pictures kinda explain it, but I’m just so confused.” I could definitely feel myself blush a little when I admitted to liking Harry. I feel like I’m in middle school and I just told all my friends about the cute guy I have a crush on.

“Maybe we should sit first?”, Louis asks looking at Harry. He nods. Liam, Niall, and Louis go to the middle doorway while Harry and I stay back.

We look up to each other and lock eyes again, “I really was wondering why I liked you so much. And why we were gonna go out to dinner before the car accident.” I say with a small giggle. I just giggled so I wouldn’t make me saying that more uncomfortable than it already is.

So Harry and I are apparently a thing? And I’m really okay with that. Like, really okay with it.

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