"Annalise I'm so happy to be home! Hospitals give me the creeps!" Harry said taking his coat off and putting it in the closet. I watched in silence.
"Aren't you happy I'm home love?" He asked lifting my chin up so our eyes met. I looked up at his beautiful green eyes. They were warming and caring.
I kissed his cheek lightly. "Of course I am. I just wished you remembered everyone."
"Well," he said pushing our foreheads together. "as long as I remember you, my life is complete."
I smiled and kissed his lips. Did he really love me? It didn't make sense. He thought we were a couple. How could I tell him otherwise?
"Harry, why must you be so perfect?" I questioned mentally punching myself in the gut.
He chuckled and grabbed my hips, leaning me down so we looked like dancers. I smiled.
"Me? Perfect? Oh, Annalise. Your so silly. The definition of perfection is you." He joined our lips again, this time being more passionate and loving. I tangled my fingers into his brown curls as he ran his hand down my lower back.
Our lips automatically detached and we both turned our attention to Louis. He stood confused and shocked on the stairs. My stomach did backflips as the seconds drew farther out.
Harry cleared his throat. "Is there something you need Louis?"
He gave me a disapproving look.
"Could I talk to Anna alone please?"
Harry looked over at me with caution. I nodded in approval.
"I'll go check on Emily." He said walking to the family room.
Louis ran down the stairs and seized my shoulders.
"What the hell are you doing?! Your engaged!" He whisper yelled, his face becoming red. Louis gripped my shoulders harder. "You have to tell Niall!"
I started to cry severely. "I'm sorry! Harry said he loved me and I didn't know what to do! He thinks we are a thing and I don't know why! Maybe his memories just faded together I don't know!"
Louis let go of me, a shocked expression plastered on his face. It was difficult to predict his next reaction.
"What's wrong?" I cried.
"Annalise, his memories didn't fade together. The doctor said that wouldn't happen with a case like his. If Harry remembers Emily, it means that his memory is not going back to the night you two met. He just found out the other night. Annalise, Harry does love you."
I sat in silence as Louis broke down the parts of my calamity. It felt unreal. How could this be?
"Annalise," he continued still in a state of shock. "the real question is, do you love him too?"
I looked up, the tears wetting my pink cheeks. Louis looked down at me desperately. It was fascinating how his beautiful eyes craved answers.
"I need to talk to Harry." I stated walking to the family room.
"Harry we need to talk."
Harry looked up at me nervously. "What is it?"
I sighed and grabbed both his hands, pulling him up and off the couch. Once he was standing, I could feel my figure shrink in his towering shadow. "Harry, as you know your memory is faint for awhile."
He nodded slowly.
"Well, the truth is, we aren't a couple. We met years ago at a party and then I was pregnant. During that time, I met Niall, and we got engaged awhile ago. You just found out about Emily. Which means that your love for me is true and real."
He nodded as his lips trembled. "So you don't love me?"
I shook my head. "I never said that. See, the truth is, I don't think I ever stopped loving you. I just had to see you again to realize that."
He smiled. That million dollar Harry Styles smile. I couldn't help but smile back.
"I knew it," he said pushing his forehead on mine. "no one kisses someone they don't love like that."
I laughed and closed the gap between our lips.
"Louis! You don't have to stay, we'll be fine." I groaned plopping down on the couch. Louis sat down next to me and turned on the telly.
"I have to. Niall said so."
"Aren't you older than him?" I whined leaning back. He laughed and leant back as well.
I groaned again.
"Also, I need to make sure you don't do anything stupid with Harry." He said seriously. His fingers laced around the remote again, the screen changing pictures rapidly. Louis finally stopped on a cartoon about a pig and rabbit exploring the world.
"I'm not going to do anything stupid. Harry is sleeping at his mum's house anyway." I scowled looking sternly at him.
"Yeah, you already have that covered."
"Oh come on Anna. You were literally making out with Harry when you are engaged. That's pretty stupid. Niall's a great and sweet guy. Harry is a player. You can't be with both. You need to drop one of them or someone is going to get hurt." He sighed and turned off the telly. "Anna you must chose because if not I'm going to have to tell Niall."
"Louis I ca-"
"No. You must." He said sternly. With that he exited the room.
My phone rang, Niall's ringtone singing sadly out to me. I answered unmotivated.
"Anna?" The voice was not Niall's. It was Zayn's.
"Zayn? What's wrong?"
"Niall. He's kind of drunk. Like completely wasted. And he kind of slept with someone. I think it was my girlfriend." He sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
I didn't know what to say. I should've been upset. I should've been. But I wasn't. I was angry and disappointed.
"Okay. Zayn. I will talk to you later." I pushed end call and dropped my phone. I looked curiously at the time. It was eleven at night. I emerged into the kitchen and grabbed some alcohol. Time to erase my thoughts.
Thanks for reading my fan Fic. I'm actually really enjoying it so far. Next chapter will be in Louis point of view so yeah. Hope your enjoying the story. Don't forget to leave your opinion in the comments.
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