You Lost Me
Chapter Seven
Bella’s POV
“Tell me about us. What were we like?”, I ask Harry. We’re still standing in the front hallway alone. Niall, Louis, and Liam are in the other room waiting for us, but they can wait a little longer.
“I can’t tell you.”, Harry’s face falls and I can feel mine fall too. “We have to wait to see if you’re memory is going to come back. The doctor said if you aren’t getting some memories back by the next visit, then we can tell you everything. Trust me, I asked him so many times because I just want you to remember.”
I look at him frowning and he continues, “It kills me that he had to hit your side of the car and not mine. I don’t want you to hurt.” he adds softly. He’s almost afraid to say it to me, but he does and my heart sinks.
I wish I could remember how to make him happy, how to make him smile. I would do that right now in a heartbeat. Instead, I just walk over to him and grab his hands in mine. I go onto my tip-toes and peck his cheek as a tear streams down his face. I don’t like sad Harry, I decided. Not one bit.
“Please don’t be sad. I don’t like it when you’re sad.” I can tell he wants me to remember, and I want to remember too. But I can’t and I wish I could, but I can’t.
“Why don’t you go talk to the other guys? They’re just in the living room. I’ll be there in a minute.”, Harry rubs his hands against mine to comfort me. I feel bad that he makes me feel safe and I make him feel sad. I don’t remember him, but I know I want him to feel happy. It feels like trying to make him happy is an instinct to me.
I nod and avoid eye contact with him. He walks away first, going up the spiral staircase. I’m left standing there alone before I decide to follow where I saw the rest of the guys go. This house is so big, I have no idea where to go.
Now I’m in the kitchen, I think. Yeah, this is the kitchen Bella. A huge, beautiful kitchen. This house is my dream home, it’s so amazing. It’s huge and I feel like I’m gonna get lost here forever. I just want to walk around and explore it all da-
“Bells”, a British voice says, interrupting my thoughts. Bells? Did he just call me “Bells”?, “Come here, where’s Harry?”
I walk slowly towards where the Liam, Louis, and Niall are sitting. They’re in a huge family room with a tall fireplace. It’s really unbelievable. Louis pats the open spot on the couch next to him for me to sit down. So I walk over to him and sit there.
“Where’s Harry?”, Louis asks me again.
I sigh, “He got sad and went up stairs. He, um, he said he’d be back down soon.” I can’t make eye contact with any of them. I can feel them all just looking at me and it’s making me uncomfortable. I wish I could remember them. Remember anything about them.
Great, now there’s an awkward silence, “Could you guys tell me about yourselves?”, I say looking up, “You have to sing something for me! You said that y’all were in some sort of band, right?”
Niall and Louis are now laughing at something I said and Liam is smiling amused. “What? Why are you laughing?”
“No reason, but we’ll definitely sing for you some time. Maybe you can come to one of our shows?”, Liam says.
“Yes! Can I bring my brother? We have the same music taste.”
At that moment Harry walks in and leans against the door frame, “Actually Bella, I have someone here for you. He should be here any minute.”
“OhMyGosh! Is my dad coming?”, I get my hopes off because I really want to see him. I feel like I haven’t seen him in years.
The guys all look at each other with big, sad eyes. “Why the sad eyes?”, I ask them looking between all the guys. They’re all looking down. That must be what they do when they’re trying to avoid me. They’ve been doing that a lot lately.
Finally, my eyes lock with Louis’ and I raise my eyebrows. He tries to look down before I tilt his chin up and make ours eyes lock again. “Please talk to me”, I tell him using my sad eyes. Two can play at this game.
“I can’t. we have to see if you remember. I’m sorry, Bells.”, Louis says.
“Bella, he’s here now. If you want to see him , of course.”, Harry interrupts softly.
“Wait, is it my brother? Is Mark here?” I almost yell. Harry smirks and I stand up and run towards him. “Harry! Is he?”
“Come with me and we’ll find out.”, he puts his hand in mine and now we’re both smiling. I love the way his hand feels in mine. It’s comforting and whenever we touch, I feel safe. I like being with him.
He opens the car passenger door for me and I hop in thanking him quietly. He walks around to the other side and starts the car. We make sure we both have our seat belts on, the doctor said that that was what saved our lives during the accident.
“What’s your last name?”, the question comes to me suddenly. I’m just curious.
“Styles.”, he answers with a grin.
“What about the other guys?”
“Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan.”
“Tell me about your band”, I want to know everything about these guys that I’ve forgotten.
“We have four albums and we’re releasing our fifth pretty soon.” Wow! Five albums! “We just wrapped up a tour and then once we release our fifth album, the band will take a hiatus for awhile.”
“Why are you taking the hiatus?”
“Well, now I’m gonna have more time to spend with you. Which is something you were really excited about a month ago.”, he laughs and I smile, “Actually though, we’ve been non-stop the past five years and we just need a break. Not from each other, just from working.”
“Oh, so what is your new album going to be called?”
“Made in the AM and here we are!”, Harry says as we pull up to the airport. It’s busy with people walking in and out fastly. I look away from the window to look at Harry and when I look back out the window, we’re suddenly bombarded with about 25 people dressed in all black with cameras flashing.
My head starts pounding from the flashes and I can’t see straight. My head is still sensitive from the accident and I’m not supposed to be seeing anything flashing repeatedly. Which is of course, exactly what’s happening.
“Bella? Are you okay?” Harry says and I can tell he’s worried. We haven’t even gotten out of the car yet. I haven’t even been home from the hospital for a day! I just want to see someone I recognize, my brother. I put my head between my legs to try to stop myself from passing out. Harry is yelling something to the people with the cameras, but I can’t tell what he’s actually saying because it all just morphs together.
Soon enough, time stops and everything goes black.
***
“Tell me about us. What were we like?”, I ask Harry. We’re still standing in the front hallway alone. Niall, Louis, and Liam are in the other room waiting for us, but they can wait a little longer.
“I can’t tell you.”, Harry’s face falls and I can feel mine fall too. “We have to wait to see if you’re memory is going to come back. The doctor said if you aren’t getting some memories back by the next visit, then we can tell you everything. Trust me, I asked him so many times because I just want you to remember.”
I look at him frowning and he continues, “It kills me that he had to hit your side of the car and not mine. I don’t want you to hurt.” he adds softly. He’s almost afraid to say it to me, but he does and my heart sinks.
I wish I could remember how to make him happy, how to make him smile. I would do that right now in a heartbeat. Instead, I just walk over to him and grab his hands in mine. I go onto my tip-toes and peck his cheek as a tear streams down his face. I don’t like sad Harry, I decided. Not one bit.
“Please don’t be sad. I don’t like it when you’re sad.” I can tell he wants me to remember, and I want to remember too. But I can’t and I wish I could, but I can’t.
“Why don’t you go talk to the other guys? They’re just in the living room. I’ll be there in a minute.”, Harry rubs his hands against mine to comfort me. I feel bad that he makes me feel safe and I make him feel sad. I don’t remember him, but I know I want him to feel happy. It feels like trying to make him happy is an instinct to me.
I nod and avoid eye contact with him. He walks away first, going up the spiral staircase. I’m left standing there alone before I decide to follow where I saw the rest of the guys go. This house is so big, I have no idea where to go.
Now I’m in the kitchen, I think. Yeah, this is the kitchen Bella. A huge, beautiful kitchen. This house is my dream home, it’s so amazing. It’s huge and I feel like I’m gonna get lost here forever. I just want to walk around and explore it all da-
“Bells”, a British voice says, interrupting my thoughts. Bells? Did he just call me “Bells”?, “Come here, where’s Harry?”
I walk slowly towards where the Liam, Louis, and Niall are sitting. They’re in a huge family room with a tall fireplace. It’s really unbelievable. Louis pats the open spot on the couch next to him for me to sit down. So I walk over to him and sit there.
“Where’s Harry?”, Louis asks me again.
I sigh, “He got sad and went up stairs. He, um, he said he’d be back down soon.” I can’t make eye contact with any of them. I can feel them all just looking at me and it’s making me uncomfortable. I wish I could remember them. Remember anything about them.
Great, now there’s an awkward silence, “Could you guys tell me about yourselves?”, I say looking up, “You have to sing something for me! You said that y’all were in some sort of band, right?”
Niall and Louis are now laughing at something I said and Liam is smiling amused. “What? Why are you laughing?”
“No reason, but we’ll definitely sing for you some time. Maybe you can come to one of our shows?”, Liam says.
“Yes! Can I bring my brother? We have the same music taste.”
At that moment Harry walks in and leans against the door frame, “Actually Bella, I have someone here for you. He should be here any minute.”
“OhMyGosh! Is my dad coming?”, I get my hopes off because I really want to see him. I feel like I haven’t seen him in years.
The guys all look at each other with big, sad eyes. “Why the sad eyes?”, I ask them looking between all the guys. They’re all looking down. That must be what they do when they’re trying to avoid me. They’ve been doing that a lot lately.
Finally, my eyes lock with Louis’ and I raise my eyebrows. He tries to look down before I tilt his chin up and make ours eyes lock again. “Please talk to me”, I tell him using my sad eyes. Two can play at this game.
“I can’t. we have to see if you remember. I’m sorry, Bells.”, Louis says.
“Bella, he’s here now. If you want to see him , of course.”, Harry interrupts softly.
“Wait, is it my brother? Is Mark here?” I almost yell. Harry smirks and I stand up and run towards him. “Harry! Is he?”
“Come with me and we’ll find out.”, he puts his hand in mine and now we’re both smiling. I love the way his hand feels in mine. It’s comforting and whenever we touch, I feel safe. I like being with him.
He opens the car passenger door for me and I hop in thanking him quietly. He walks around to the other side and starts the car. We make sure we both have our seat belts on, the doctor said that that was what saved our lives during the accident.
“What’s your last name?”, the question comes to me suddenly. I’m just curious.
“Styles.”, he answers with a grin.
“What about the other guys?”
“Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan.”
“Tell me about your band”, I want to know everything about these guys that I’ve forgotten.
“We have four albums and we’re releasing our fifth pretty soon.” Wow! Five albums! “We just wrapped up a tour and then once we release our fifth album, the band will take a hiatus for awhile.”
“Why are you taking the hiatus?”
“Well, now I’m gonna have more time to spend with you. Which is something you were really excited about a month ago.”, he laughs and I smile, “Actually though, we’ve been non-stop the past five years and we just need a break. Not from each other, just from working.”
“Oh, so what is your new album going to be called?”
“Made in the AM and here we are!”, Harry says as we pull up to the airport. It’s busy with people walking in and out fastly. I look away from the window to look at Harry and when I look back out the window, we’re suddenly bombarded with about 25 people dressed in all black with cameras flashing.
My head starts pounding from the flashes and I can’t see straight. My head is still sensitive from the accident and I’m not supposed to be seeing anything flashing repeatedly. Which is of course, exactly what’s happening.
“Bella? Are you okay?” Harry says and I can tell he’s worried. We haven’t even gotten out of the car yet. I haven’t even been home from the hospital for a day! I just want to see someone I recognize, my brother. I put my head between my legs to try to stop myself from passing out. Harry is yelling something to the people with the cameras, but I can’t tell what he’s actually saying because it all just morphs together.
Soon enough, time stops and everything goes black.
***
Notes
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