Let Me Kiss You II

This is the same story I have already posted, the only difference is that this one is being continued. The other story was for a competition that was for a single chapter only. Enjoy!:
When Harry, a performer in one of the world's biggest boybands, gets in an accident and loses his memory, he might lose the one he loves as well. Sam, Harry's girlfriends, refuses to think that Harry will never remember her, and she believes somewhere inside him, he does. The reality of the situation hits her like a freight train. This is a tale of love and loss. In the words of the magnificent Nicholas Sparks,
"The initial feelings associated with love are almost like an ocean wave in their intensity, acting as the magnetic force that drew two people together. It is possible to be washed away in the emotion, but the wave wouldn't last forever. It couldn't-nor was it meant to be-but if two people were right for each other, a truer kind of love could last forever in its wake."


2. A Date To Remember


After hanging up on Harry, I took a quick shower before grabbing my coffee.  I checked my phone to see if Harry had called. I had one text message from Harry saying, Pick you up at one, xx Haz.  

I smiled as I turned toward my closet to attempt to  pick an outfit for today. Harry had said that we were going somewhere casual and warm, and though I had no idea what that meant, it was enough.  I slipped on my favorite pair of shorts, and my black and white One Direction tank top. I stood in front of my mirror, contemplating  whether to wear my combat boots or black high-tops, when my phone buzzed. A text from Harry saying, Hey babe, I'll be there in about a half an hour, xx Haz.  

I looked towards the clock, and sure enough it was 12:30. I laced up my high-tops, and grabbed my phone and wallet. I still had about 15 minutes, so I tried to get comfortable on the couch. I was anxious, and couldn't seem to keep still as I waited. I fixed my hair three times, and crossed and uncrossed my legs at least a dozen times as I watched the seconds tick by on the clock above the fireplace.   

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I nearly jumped off the couch, stopping in front of a mirror to check my hair and makeup again. I moved swiftly to open the door, smiling as I watched Harry standing in the doorway. He was wearing a form fitting white polo with black jeans that fit him perfectly in all the right places. His thick brown curls were pushed to the side and his signature Ray Bans were hooked onto his shirt, exposing a section of his chest, and dangling lightly from his neck was his lucky Paper Airplane necklace.  

He smiled at me before taking a step forward, giving me a light peck on the cheek. "Are you ready to go, Love?" He asked, offering me his hand. I took it in mine as we left the house, and walked down to Harry's car. He held the door open for me and I hopped in with pleasure.  

"Where are we going?" I asked playfully.   Harry intertwined his fingers with mine again before looking at me, "It's a surprise." And with that, he started the car and began to drive off down PCH. The ocean was shinning a deep blue today, the sun's reflection aiming off it perfectly. I glanced at Harry  who couldn't help but smile excitedly when he saw my reaction to the view.   

I realized then that our date must have something involving the beach. I grinned and asked him, "So Mr. Styles, a day at the beach sounds quite nice, doesn't it?"  

He eyed me suspiciously before answering, "Yeah it sure does... Too bad that's not where we're going!" He smiled from ear to ear before continuing, "Okay so maybe we're going to the beach, but you have to act surprised when we get there."  

"Okay. Deal," I said and we both laughed.  


Once we arrived at the beach, Harry blind folded my eyes before leading my out onto the sand. After having me sit on what felt like a blanket, he instructed me to take off the blind fold. I did as he asked, and when my vision returned I was speechless.  

Sitting in the center of the blanket, was a small picnic basket with a single rose sitting on top of it. Whatever my facial expression consisted of, it seemed to make Harry happy, for he smiled shyly and said, "I take it you like picnics?"  

"Yeah, actually, I love picnics. Thank you Harry," I said smiling and leaning over to give him a hug.   "Anything for you, Love," He said giving me a light kiss before returning his focus to the picnic basket. He gently handed me the rose before opening the basket. He pulled out two plates, along with sandwiches  chips, strawberries, and two sodas.   

After we finished eating, we walked along the beach for about an hour, talking about all thing under the sun. Once we reached an array of rocks along where the waves were coming p to, Harry stopped walking. Unsure of what he was doing, I looked at him sideways and he smiled.   

"Sam, I know we just met, but I like you a lot. Like more than I have ever liked a girl before. I wanted to give you this, so you can remember me when I'm not with you," He reached up behind his neck and unhooked his lucky necklace. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he asked with a smirk, "May I?"  

I turned around thinking how amazing this moment was. The necklace was light and cool as it was draped across my chest. I turned to face Harry again, and I couldn't help but smile at him. I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him into me. Our mouths pressed together in that moment of time was like nothing I had ever experienced. I released his shirt and he put his arm around my waist before we turned to walk back in the direction we had come from.  

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