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."

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5. Who Are You Again?

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

For the past four hours, I watched impatiently waiting for Harry to show even the slightest movement: Anything to let me know he would be okay. It was about two in the morning, and I was growing tired. I pulled a second chair up to the side of the hospital bed, positioning myself until I was semi-comfortable. I looked at Harry, his luscious curls wrapped in bandages and crusted with dry blood, and felt tears begin to swell in my eyes.

A quiet knock sounded from the other side of the door, I looked up as Sara poked her head into the room. She gave me a sympathetic smile and asked, "Can I come in?" I simply nodded, trying to compose myself. "How are you holding up?" she asked watching me carefully.

"Crappy," I replied in a tone that I didn't even recognize. 

"I know it's been kind of crazy these last few months," She glanced up at me, testing the conversation's boundaries, I knew where it was heading. "After Brayden-"

"After Brayden what? After he died trying to protect me? I know the only reason I'm still breathing is because of him. I know I was lucky enough to have fallen in love once- but twice?- life isn't fair enough for that. I finally opened up to the possibility of love, and BAM! It gets taken away from me as fast as it came!" I took a deep breath, and felt tears rolling down my face, "I just want to know why. Why couldn't it have been me that was killed in that accident? Why did it have to be someone as kind and loving as Brayden? If I had died, Harry wouldn't be in this situation right now."

I looked toward Harry, still unconscious, and grasped onto his hand. It was warm, soft, gentle: Everything that represented him. I looked at my own hand, rubbing my thumb over the exposed skin. It was cold, soft, and somewhat rugged. That was how I saw myself. Someone who spends there time searching for love, and when the finally find it, it gets ripped away from them, along with a piece of my heart. Pretty soon there wouldn't be anything left.

"Sam you know that accident could have happened to anyone. It was just by chance that it happened to you. Everything happens for a reason," Sara put her hand on my shoulder reassuringly before speaking up again, "The incident with the car was nothing but an accident, and this was just an accident. The detectives say that something probably fell out of a tree and hit him. They don't have any evidence of this being on purpose."

"But what if it was on purpose Sara? What if someone is out there? What if they try to hurt Harry again? I'm not sure if i can handle this again," I said gesturing to our current surroundings, "I know we heard someone running away after Harry was hit. I know we were on edge while walking back to the car. Someone is out there, and they're dangerous. Don't you believe me?" I asked, practically shouting at her.

She looked me dead in the eye and after a second, she answered defiantly, "Yes."

I did my best to attempt to smile and Sara leaned in to give me a hug, "Go home, I'll be here in the morning," I told her as she began to rise from her chair.

"Get some sleep Sam, he'll be fine," She said nodding towards sleeping Harry.

***

Once Sara had left, I tried my best to get a few hours sleep in. I never once released Harry's hand, and in the morning, I was awoken by a slight pressure being applied to my hand. My eyes flicked open as I realized that Harry had just squeezed it. My eyes darted from our grasped hands to Harry's face, his green eyes adjusting to the lighting in the room, "Amy, love, where are we?" He asked looking around the room then back at me, "And what have you done to your hair? It's all brown and straight." 

I released his hand, taken aback from what he had just said. I ran the words through my head again before replying, "Harry I'm Sam,"

He stared at me for a second, a frightened expression spreading across his face, "Help! Security! There's been a fan breach! Help!" He shouted hysterically.

I just looked at him, a glazed expression on my face, "Harry, Harry, Harry!" I shouted over him, "Don't you recognize me? It's me. Harry, it's Sam!" I said as he stared at me with wide eyes.

"Help! She's crazy! Security! Get her out of here!" He shouted once more, and in rushed nurses and doctors of all sort.

The boys flooded in behind them, rushing to my side. "Harry calm down. This is your girlfriend, remember?" Louis asked, an unsure look on his face.

"Lou have you gone mad?" Harry shouted, "Amy is my girlfriend!"

Before I knew it, I began to cry. Zayn and Liam led me out of the room and I collapsed in the hallway.

"Sam, shhh, Sam, its okay," Liam rushed, brushing a tear away from my face. 

Zayn pulled me over to him and pushed my head against his chest. Through my thick sobs, I was able to get out the question I needed to be answered, "W-who's A-Amy?" 

Zayn looked from Liam to me, and Liam answered for him, "Amy was Harry's last girlfriend, she cheated on him with some guy from a bar. He caught her in the act and it broke his heart."

Realization hit me as hard as it could.

Harry didn't remember me.

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