Remember Me?

Me and Harry knew each other since we were babies. We were bestfriends from Day One. Everything was perfect until something happend. It wasn't so perfect anymore. Harry made a mistake and is asking for another chance. Shall I give it to him? If I do, what will I do when he makes the same mistake? Or I have a something wrong with me?


10. Chapter Nine

Remember Me? Chapter 9

“Come with me.” Harry said as he pulled me out of my flat. I was in my pajamas, no make-up on and hair in a messy pony tail- and he was dragging me down the hall.

“Where are we going?” I stopped and yanked my arm away from him.

He stopped too and let out a sigh of frustration, and looked at me with pleading eyes, “Please, just…. trust me?” He held out his hand for me to take.

With a long pause and a sigh, I took it and said, “Fine.” He squealed- yes he did- and did a little jump before grabbing my head and pulling me to the lift, “But this better be good, Curly.”


I woke up a few hours later, we were still driving and Harry still hadn’t told me where we were going.

“How long have we been driving?” I yawned, and cracked my neck from the funny way I’d been sleeping.

He laughed at my sleepiness, “Almost 2 hours, it’s almost 1:30”

“Where the hell are you taking me?”

He just smirked, “You’ll see.”

“You’re impossible.” I scoffed.

He grinned proudly, showing off his dimples, “I know!” he patted his shoulder, “Go back to sleep, we’ll be there soon.”

“Okay” I yawned again as I rested my head on his shoulder and drifted back to sleep.


I woke up in Harry’s arms, as he carried me up some steps. I was about to open my eyes and let him put me down, but I heard a voice.

“Harry?! What are you doing here?” It was Anne, “And is that Ella?”

“Hi mom, I’ll give you a hug in a minute. And yes it’s Ella, I have something for her and I’ll explain later.”

I felt him lead me around his house- It was weird, even though I had my eyes closed, I could envision everything. I knew whose room was whose and where the stairs were. I felt him take me upstairs into him room and lay me down on his bead, pulling the blankets on top of me and kissing my forehead, “I love you Ella.” Then he walked out, and closed the door as I felt myself drift back to sleep.


I came back into coonciousness, and the sun was up and shining. I rolled over and saw Harry laying down beside me. I couldn’t help but marvel a bit at his beauty. The way the sun hit his curls… I don’t know it was perfection.

“Pssst.” I whispered to him, and he just shifted in his sleep, “Harrryyyyy….” I whispered again and poked him, once again he only shifted. I rolled my eyes, “HARRY STYLES!” I talk- yelled and he startled awake.

“Whaaat?” he groaned.

I smiled at his incredibly sexy morning voice, “Hi”

“Hey back,” he mumbled lazily as he sat up, “How did you sleep?”

I yawned, “Like a baby, thank you”

“You look cute when you sleep” he smiled

I scoffed, “Puh-leese. Nobody looks GOOD when they sleep.”

“Well you do.” He shrugged.

I looked around his room, “The ol’ room looks fairly the same.”

“Yeah, I guess I haven’t been around much for it to change”

I nodded, “Guess not…”

We sat in silence for a few minutes until I decided to go downstairs I pulled the covers off of me, “Well I’m going downstairs. I smell food and I haven’t said hi to your mum yet!”

“Gemma’s also downstairs- she’s home for the week.”

My eyes widened, “GEMMA’S HERE?!” and with that I fled downstairs and ran to her, “GEMMMAAA!!!!!!” I yelled and nearly knocked her over with a hug.

“Hey bird, long time no see!” she hugged back tight, “How’ve you been?”

I pulled back, “Oh you know, alright.”

“Yeah, me too” she smiled, and I walked over and hugged Anne.

“Nice to see you Anne!” I smiled

She pulled back and looked at me, “Nice to see you too dear, Harry told me all about seeing you in London! You guys always did love being neighbours!”

“Yeah, it’s pretty crazy actually.”

She gestured for me to sit down, and I did so. Just like old times, she didn’t even have to ask if I wanted breakfast, she just made my favorite for me, “So you’ve met the boys then?”

“Well I had already met them before, but yes. I’ve spent some time with them.” I smiled, “They’re cool lads.”

“They’re great lads!” Harry called as he made his way downstairs, and sat beside me. He flung his arm around me, “But not as good as this one!” he left a big slobbery kiss on my cheek.

“EWW! You’re ugly is going to rub off on me.” I cried and struggled to brek free, but he just pulled me closer.

“Always such a charmer!” he laughed.

We all continued talking and finished our breakfasts. Then, I got ready- borrowing some clothes and make-up from Gemma.

“Ready to go?” Harry asked and held out his arm.

I linked mine in his, “Yep! But where are we going?”

“You’ll see…” he grinned evily, “But you can’t see where we’re going, so you have to wear this.” He help up a bandana.

I rolled my eyes, but gave in. He tied the bandana around my eyes, making me unable to see where we were going. He led me out of the house, and god knows where else. We ended up walking quite a ways through a forest, when he finally stopped.

“Okay.” He said and he removed the blind fold.

I stood in a beautiful clearing in the forest, with only one tree in it. This was Harry and my safe zone, our little piece of heaven when we were kids. And on that tree we carved Harry & Ella = 4ever.

“Oh Harry…” I looked over at him and saw that he had a piece of paper in his hands, “What’s that?”

“Now we can cross this off the list.”

“We can wha-” then it clicked, this was an item on our bucket list, “Oh my god! I can’t believe you remembered that thing!”

He laughed, “I just found it yesterday and thought this would help make up for everything.”

“Harry! It’s unbelievable! We had so many memories here!”

“Like watching the clouds” he laughed

“And having you sing to me”

“And playing tag”

“And making our weird little plays” we were both in laughing fits thinking of all our memories.

Then Harry turned to me and looked me dead in the eyes, “And our first kiss”

We both went silent; I was completely lost in his eyes. He leaned in and came closer and closer, but then I said it. Something I didn’t mean, “Harry, I like Niall.”
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