Did I hear him right?
He loved me?
Maybe that was the little thingy in my stomach when I was around, we had some kind of past?
But then what about Niall? I had that feeling in my stomach with him too.
Dammit I was so confused. I started getting a headache again and it hurt really bad this time.
I started to get pain in my legs and arms too, you would not know what it felt like if you didn't experience it. This is probably what happens to people in Hell.
I couldn't stand it and even though I didn't want to wake Harry up, I started screaming as I walked down to the freezer.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!? WHAT'S WRONG?!?" Harry came running down to me, with my ice packs on my legs.
"My legs are on fucking fire, my arms too. I don't know why!!!" I started crying it hurt so bad.
"Shh, it's okay, they probably just are stretching out or something. You were asleep for a few months and you didn't use them." He pulled me into a hug. It felt better with him.
"Probably." I mumbled into his chest, his chest was so, so toned. Man, those muscles were huge!
"Oh you think so huh?" He laughed and looked down.
"Shit, did I say that out loud?" Harry nodded, I could feel a warmth on my cheeks, damn his cheekiness!
"Psshh, I was just trying to make a joke!" I winked up at him, "Uhh huhh..." He nodded sarcastically, curls bobbing up and down.
"Can we get to know eachother better, maybe?" Trying to change the subject, I stated. Not that I didn't want to get to know him, I just so badly wanted to remember, for both of our sakes.
He nodded and got up, pulling me up too. "Ahh." It hurt my legs again, so he picked me up bridal style.
I blushed again, "Thanks." My voice was barely audible.
"So watcha wanna know?" He set me down on my bed, "Umm, well, about you. Birthday? Any family? You're famous? How were we before my accident."
I noticed him get nervous at the last question, "I have a mom, a step-dad, a sister named Gemma.I am in One Direction, I auditioned on X-Factor, a talent searching show to see if you have the, 'X-Factor'. And my birthday is February 1st, 1994."
I nodded. It all seemed like I already knew this. "You probably know everything about me," I tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, "Actually no, you didn't open up to anyone really. But you probably know you past."
I nodded, "Yeah, everything except for you and Niall, that's screwy, huh?" This made the curly haired boy smile.
"Yupp, so tell me about you, birthday, family, favorite color, favorite food, favorite underwear store? Oh, and what's your original hair color, this has to be dyed!"
I rolled my eyes, "October 31st, mom, dad, not really, and my sister, Jilly. You pry know her? Silver or maroon, onion rings or hot salsa, you don't need to know, and no, it is black, but I want to dye it sometime."
"Wait wait wait, you gotta tell me your favorite underwear store, please!?!?!?!?! Pretty please with whipped cream on top!???" I gave into his adorable British accent, "Fine, Victoria's Secret. What other?!?!?!?" He laughed at that one.
"Hmm, so you're a Halloween birthday? Cool, what color do you want to dye it?" This time I smiled, "I can't tell you, or you would know who I was if I did dye it. I'm not gonna say, I'm dying it in about a week, you'll see then."
"Why do you want to dye it anyway? You look lovely as it is black." He stared into my eyes, those deep green eyes.
"Hmm? Oh, well I want to look different, just in case Scott comes back, if he's still alive. I kind of want a change too." I shrugged and leaned back on my bedpost.
"You never answered my question." I just remembered.
He took a gulp, "Do you really want to know?" I nodded, "Well, okay, OH! Wait, The lads and I have a photo shoot about now, I need to get going or else I'll be late!" He basically ran out the door, I knew he didn't have a photo shoot and that he probably didn't want to tell me.
"Bitch!!!" I yelled at him as I heard the door slam.
"What would he not want to tell me?" I whispered to myself.
I ran my fingers through my hair and grabbed a book, called Paranormalcy. I loved this one.
"Why can't I be like you, Evie?" I enveloped myself in the book. Not realizing until Trent came in.
"I bought you a bunch of new clothes, you're gonna love them!" She squealed and I just smiled, looking through the bags.
"They look like things I would wear, more so you, but thanks!" She nodded, "Glad you like them! And don't thank me, thank Liam." I laughed, "You made Liam buy me clothes!?!"
"Well it was more of a happy releasement from the hospital thing. And he doesn't really know. He might just find a big credit card bill next month."
We laughed and talked for a while, but I couldn't stop wondering why he wouldn't want me to know about his and my past together, and Niall.
What was he keeping from me?
So my dad, being awesome as he is, fixed my laptop. All he did was take the battery out, and put it back in.
I freaking did that like 69 times!!!!
You would get that if you're a Directioner.
But anyways, thanks for the faves, I'm getting them back, but please give me feedback, and share this with your friends, family, teachers, or even strangers with a Movellas account.
Oh, and I forgot, my new book, it will be called Autumn Leaves (yes, like Ed Sheeran's song, not really, but it inspired me and the name sounded cool) and I will post it on the twentieth of April.
T-W-E-N-T-Y C-O-M-M-A A-P-R-I-L
Okay, but I didn't get any people wanting to co-author with me, unless I just didn't see it, so I will be writing it alone.
:'( Too bad, more for me!!!
Well, I'll stop rambling, byee.
Call me Danni!
Cuz that's my name, well no, Danielle is my name, but call me Danni, because I will put that as my name from now on.
Now my friends are calling me Danni, as before Della, and I consider you my friends, comrades, peers, Amigos and Amigas okay, BYE!!!