Don't let me go

Love, Lust and Pain....


22. chapter 22

Harry's P.O.V

It's all my fault! If I caught her then she would just be having a ultrasound or something done of her- I mean our baby. The nurse said we could go in and I ran in to see a confused looking Cara staring at us like we are complete strangers.

"Who are you?" She giggled.

My heart smashed into a million pieces. WHAT COULD I HAVE DONE TO DESERVE THIS! Why did it happen to her! Why didn't it happen to me?! I fell to my knees and started sobbing in my hands. A doctor with nerd glasses walked and gave us a apologetic look. She signalled for us to follow her outside.

We all stepped out and left Cara in the room twiddling her thumbs.

"Cara has a severe case of amnesia, I'm so sorry, we will try our best to help you regain her memory but there is a very little chance of her remembering a thing. We have prescribed the strongest memory booster but you will need to tell her about her past" she said before nodding and leaving us.

We walked back into the room and I stood there silently while Niall tried to explain everything. Monisa came up to me and whispered.

"Do you think we should tell her about.... You know... When e got kidnapped...." She said stammering.

I didn't reply.

"We are gonna have to, that might be the one thing that will help her regain her memory" she sighed when I didn't answer.

"Ok" I huffed.

Niall got up, smiled and then went over to Monisa. She said something to him and they both occasionally glanced at me. Niall nodded at her and they both walked out.

Cara looked up at me when I sat down on the chair beside her bed.

"Hello" she said in her usual Cara, happy, sing song voice.

"Hey" I replied giving her a weak smile.

"What's my name?" She asked me with a sad look on her face.

"Cara, Cara Stevens" I replied.

"Oh, ok!" She said smiling at me.

"What's your name?" She asked me and my heart dropped.

"Harry Styles, I'm.... I'm your Boyfriend..." I said on the verge of tears.

"Oh I'm sorry, but I don't remember you" she said with an apologetic look on her beautiful face.

"Who's baby is it?" She asked out of the blue.

"What?!?!" I said shocked by her question.

"The midwife said I was 4-5 weeks pregnant And the baby was alright" she said nervously.

"Oh umm....'s mine...." I said awkwardly and I hung my head in Shame.

"Oh ok!" She said sort of shocked but relived.

*1 week later

Cara still doesn't remember anything! It's really getting to me. I just keep on crying because I feel like I've lost her. I know she's down there but I just need to find her.


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