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It Takes Patience

Chapter 45: Without a Recollection

*Reagan’s POV*

I continued to help Channel fold and pack her clothes the next day and she told me that despite everything that went on while she was here, she had a good time. I smiled at her but I felt bad. I wish that everything would have gone smoothly for her visit. The majority, if not all of the problems that happened over the past two weeks were definitely my fault. As I was talking to Channel my phone began to vibrate in my pocket and when I took it out my body tingled and my heart beat pounded past its normal rate. Harry. Only Harry gets this reaction from me, even when he hurts me, even when I’m infuriated or frustrated by him, I still get weak when I see him, talk to him, or get the smallest gesture such as a text from him.

I stood from my place on the bed as I answered the phone and when he spoke, a huge smile split onto my face.

“Who is that?” Channel mouthed the question to me and part of me didn’t want to answer her. I knew that it would be worse for me if I didn’t though. I spoke to respond to her and to H. at the same time.

“Hi Harry what’s up?” Channel raised an eyebrow and a discontent smirk covered her face as I walked out of the room. It was the best thing to do. Channel and I were having a good time while packing and I didn’t want to ruin it by slapping the look off of her face.

“Hey, umm....what are you doing?” Harry sounded uneasy and I could picture him shifting his weight on his feet.

“I’m with Channel we’re packing her stuff for her flight later.”

“Do you think that you could come over?...” Harry trailed off and my mind started to race as it does when it comes down to issues concerning him.

“Harry are you okay? What’s wrong?”

“Umm..I...I just need to talk to you...” My heart sunk when I heard Harry speak. He didn’t sound like he was okay. He’s been in such good spirits lately that I almost forgot that he was bipolar. He’s still a patient. Don’t let it ‘slip your mind’ again. My focused side once again made a nasty appearance and this time she brought bitchy me with her. I ignored them and checked the clock, it was 5:16. With Peyton being as precise as he is with time, I knew that he would be here at exactly 7 for our dinner. That leaves me an hour and twenty-four minutes to be with Harry if I take out the time it will take me to get ready. When I hear a loud thud in my room I remember that Channel is here and that it’s her last few hours with me before she’s gone for a month.

“H., could you come here to my place? I have a meeting to go to for my internship at seven and Channel is still here until ten tomorrow.”

“Oh umm never mind. It’s fine I can take care of it.” I had a mind to call Peyton and cancel dinner so that I could rush to Harry’s side but I need to get this over with so I can fully give him my attention.

“Harry are you sure? You know you can-”

“I said its fine Reagan!” Harry snapped at me through the phone and then quickly apologized before he assured me that he was okay. I still wasn’t convinced and told him that I would be checking on him over the next few hours before we got off the phone.

I dressed as simply as I could for dinner. I didn’t want to wear anything flirty or sexy that would lead him on. I need to be straight forward and confident in what I’m saying to him. I decided on black skinny jeans, a grey light knit sweater, my black sandals and I even pulled my hair out of my face, straightening out the loose curls that hung to frame my face. How much more boring could I get? When Peyton arrived, he wasn’t wearing his glasses and his deep sea blue eyes were sparkling. He wore jeans and a blue button up that bought out his eyes. They were pretty, but they don’t grasp me like Harry’s do. There is no mischief, secrets, or pain behind them, and they don’t change from light to dark depending on his mood. There was something in them, just not what I was looking for.

“You always look gorgeous.” Peyton spoke and then kissed my forehead before grabbing my hand. Channel rode with us down the elevator and got off when we reached Laurie’s floor. I told her that I would be back later and she nodded before she gave Peyton a sympathetic wave and smile.

When we got to the restaurant and our waiter took our orders, I asked for a Pinot Noir making Peyton raise an eyebrow, but decided on ordering a bottle of the wine. Wefilled the food gapwith small talk and even a few laughs until our waiter reappeared with our bottle service. It was so fruity that I finished half of my glass before it was able to touch the table. We talked throughout the dinner and I’m sure I drank more than half the bottle myself. As Peyton continued to speak I got less interested and I knew my liquid courage was here. There isn’t a better time to let Peyton know and now it would be much easier to do so.

“Peyton I wanted to talk to you tonight for a reason. This was wonderful, but-”

“I’m sorry, I can’t hold out anymore..” Peyton cut me off and because I was tipsy, I couldn’t stop him in time enough to finish my piece.

“Reagan, we’ve only known each other for a short time, but I can’t escape what I feel for you...”

The room started to spin slightly and I’m sure my face contorted so I could better understand what Peyton was saying to me.

“You’re intelligent, funny, beautiful, and so kind hearted...I love you Reagan. You’re everything I want and need.” My heart stopped and my food churned in my stomach. I came here to cut things off with him and brought me here to tell me he loves me. This isn’t fair. I opened my mouth to speak, but I felt ill instead.

“I’m sorry Peyton excuse me.” I got up and ran to the bathroom expecting to lose the contents of my stomach, but nothing happened but a dry heave. I don’t feel well. This isn’t right. Why does this have to happen now? I felt as if karma was throwing me a curve ball for what I was doing with Harry. What Peyton had said was throwing me for a loop, but I’m sure that it’s not making me feel sick.

“Reagan? Are you alright in there?” Peyton knocked on the door to the women’s restrooms and instead of answering him I stumbled out and fell into his chest.


“Take me home please? I don’t feel good.” Peyton shook his head yes and went to the waiter to pay for the meal before getting me to the car. I rested my head on the window and the coolness of it seemed to meld with how clammy I felt. I tried to keep my eyes open but I failed and went to sleep ten minutes into the car ride.

When I opened my eyes, I expected to be home in my bed next to Channel but I wasn’t. This room was familiar to me, but I don’t know why I’m here. I looked around and saw Peyton’s shirt and jeans on the floor but he wasn’t in the room. When I continued to look I saw my shirt, my jeans, my panties, and my bra scattered carelessly on the ground along with Peyton's things.

Please, no.

I took a deep breath before I lifted the crumpled duvet that covered my modesty and started to hyperventilate when I looked down and realized despite my small prayer against it that I was naked. I got out of bed as if it burned me and put on my clothes before I went out into the living room. Peyton was in the kitchen making breakfast when I spoke.

“Peyton?” I tried to steady my voice and sound normal, but I’m not so sure I succeeded.

“I’m here love.” Peyton stepped out of his kitchen wearing blue sweat pants and a t-shirt. His hair was messy and he again wasn’t wearing his glasses. He walked up to me and kissed me on the lips before he continued speaking.

“You’re dressed? I was going to bring you breakfast in bed. Last night was incredible.”

“Last night?” I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember?! I remember dinner...just dinner.

“Reagan, I told you I loved you and I was a bit worried you didn’t feel the same way, but when I went to take you home you told me you loved me back. I thought you were ill and I was going to bring you back to your place but you insisted on coming back here to let me take care of you.” I bit my tongue to fight back my tears while I listened to Peyton talk.

“I put you in bed so that you could rest and after a while you woke up and came out here...then we ended up back in the bedroom...That was...wow Reagan it was amazing.”

I opened my mouth to speak then closed it again quickly knowing that if I spoke, my tears would betray me and flow from my eyes. I checked my watch and it read 8:40. I took the time as an opportunity for an out and rushed towards the door telling Peyton that I had to go get to Channel. I did, her flight leaves at ten thirty, but I also had to leave because I couldn’t hold back anymore. When I got downstairs to call for a taxi and prayed that it would come before Peyton came down to tell me he would drive. Tears were now spilling down my face and shaking my body as I stood waiting outside Peyton’s apartment building. All I could think about was Harry and how sorry I am for giving myself to Peyton in my drunken stupor.

What have I done?


New chapter and a new twist! What do you guys think of Reagan now and of Peyton? Should Reagan tell Harry what she did? Let me know in the comments below! I love reading and responding to you guys so load me up with some feedback. Also, be sure to vote and subscribe if you haven't done so already and you're enjoying my little story so far. Love you all for reading! Xx :D


I have read this story loads of times just wish you had finished it it is absolutely amazing. So so good

Niki Niki

I'm sorry I just saw this comment! I'm definitely going to update the 3rd part of the story! I'm so sorry that I'm taking a while. Its just because I'm at school but I PROMISE I will finish it xx


Are you going to update on this story please I need to know what happens please update and I hope they stay together and with a happy ending they deserve it

Elizabeth1Dfan Elizabeth1Dfan

Oh my gosh! I just saw this and it made my night! Thank you so much! Please continue to comment as you read and I'll respond to you. Comments make me so happy lol xx


God! This is soooooooo amazing!