Never Forget You *Sequel to He Doesn't Remember*

*Sequel to He Doesn't Remember* It's been seven years since Harry and I parted our ways. I haven't spoken to him or the boys since. I am currently 25 and have been in a relationship with Sam for 6 1/2 years. I graduated from the University of Texas at Austin and I am now officially a licensed pharmacist. When I moved out to America seven years ago Sam had come out there with me. But now we moved back to Holmes Chapel in Cheshire, England. *You should really read He Doesn't Remember before you read this. If you don't you probably won't understand shit.*


6. All My fault

Lauren's POV:

We finally land in Paris and take a cab to my parents home. I see my parents standing at the door. I drop all my bags. "MOM, DAD!" I yell and run and give them both bear hugs. "I've missed you guys so much." I say letting a few tears drop.

"It's been too long! You need to visit more often! Once a year is not enough!" My mom says.

"My little girl has grown so much." My dad says giving me a sympathetic smile. "You look beautiful. Ahh, Sam nice to see you again son."

"Very nice to see you too sir." Sam says politely and shakes my dads hand.

"Sam! You look so cute honey!" My mom says. She absolutely loves Sam. My dad starts talking to Sam about work and I pull my mom off to the side.

"I invited Harry." I say worried.

"Who's Harry dear?"

"My ex-boyfriend? From seven years ago?" How does she not remember?

"Oh honey, that was so long ago. I doubt he cares."

"Oh but he does, he told me he still loves me. And that Sam doesn't deserve me."

My moms face softens and she turns to look at Harry and the boys. "Hi boys!" My mom yells and waves at them. "Nice to see you all again, especially you Harry." She winks at him. Harry awkwardly smiles at her.

"I'll show them their rooms mom." I say and walk with the boys inside. I heard a few gasps come from behind. I smile to myself. Shouldn't they be used to big houses? "Do you guys mind sharing?"

They all nod at me. Harry and Louis share a room. Liam, Zayn and Niall share a room. I poke my head inside both of their rooms. "Good night!"

I walk back to me and Sam's room. "This has been a great day." I say softly and lay in bed. I hear Sam mumble something but don't pay much attention to him.


Harry's POV:

I wake up early the next morning and decide to take a walk in their garden. I see something on a tree a bit far from me. I walk closer to it. Suddenly my eyes saw the most horrible thing. Sam. He had hung himself in the middle of the night. And it was all my fault.

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