Harry Styles and Rose Andrews are falling in love... but what happens when she forgets who Harry is? Do they get back together? Do they become enemies? Or does Rose find another man?
*** Sorry guys I'm done writing this one because it's way too time consuming with homework, but you are welcome to still read it until the end (: - awk0wallflower xx ***


3. Who Is Harry Styles?!

I woke up in the hostpital, hooked up to a bunch of pins and needles, haha. But seriously, I had a bunch of machines connected to me through needles. I heard my doctor say,"Good - morning babe! How are you feeling," he questions me. BABE??!! I never knew a doctor could call a 19 year old patient "babe"! "Who does he think he is," I ask myself. I put on a puzzled face. "You don't remember me," questions the strange man. "Yeah, you're my doctor, right," I reply. His face flushed with disappointment. "Rose, I'm your boyfriend," he blurts out.

"What do you mean?!"

"Rose we are in love! How can you not remember?"

Slowly I get out of my chair and back away.

"Rose! Please! Please remember!"

My Mum, Dad, and a nurse rush into the room. My parents try to control that curly haired man. He kept yellling my name when I have never met him before!

"I'm sorry, but I just don't remember you," I yell. Some how it broke my heart when I said that. A bit of me acts like he was my true love, my soul mate, or my lover in a past life or something. I just couldn't remember him. I don't even know how I got in the hostpital. They take him out of the room with a sad face. "Who was that man," I ask my Mum. "Ohh do not worry about that! The important thing is that you're okay, alright hun," she replies.

"How did I end up here?"

"You were in a car accident. You were on the free-way and got his by a motorcycler!"

I felt like she was lieing, but I didn't want to be worried about a zillion things anymore so I believe her. She gives me a new outfit from Abercrombie & Fitch. "This isn't my style," I say as I walk into the room with my new clothes. "Don't be silly! You look stunning in those clothes sweetheart," says Dad. While we were making a dash for the exit, the same curly haired man asked me,"You really don't remember me, do you?". I smile and shake my head. "I'm sorry," I reply. My Mum puts on a fake smile and leads me away from him. "I'm sorry, chap," says my Dad to the curly haired guy as we walk away. I turned around, seeing the poor guy standing there confused and sad at the same time.

"Do you know his name," I question my Mum.

"No idea, darling," she replies.

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