Glitter In The Air - P!nk (song to listen to while reading)
Harry's Point Of View:

"Hi gorgeous." I smile, stepping inside the room to a sight I never thought I'd see again--Bella in a hospital bed. Her head is bandaged all around, one side of her body is casted and elevated and I can see she's trying to hide her pain.

"Hey Harry." Her voice cracks as she tries to sit up, and I can't help but feel tears in my eyes. She's always trying to be so strong.

"How are you feeling, love?" I ask, sitting down in the chair beside her bed. She looks weak, so damn weak.

"I barely feel it." She lies, cringing as she tries to reposition herself. "Well it hurts a little bit." And my heart breaks. I nod as my mind wanders to another place, to where we stood this morning. She hated me, she kicked me out, and now she doesn't even remember it... I feel bad that she doesn't know what happened, but then again I happy that she doesn't know those lies any longer.

"Harry?" She snaps me from my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I shake my head, floating back to reality.

"I asked you where Mia was?" She says, and I chuckle. Didn't even hear her say that.

"She's at your apartment with Perrie, Olivia and Chlo--"

"Chloe?!" She gasps, and I mentally face palm. I forgot, she doesn't remember that they made up earlier in the day... well at least that's what Chloe told me this morning.

"You guys made up earlier in the day actually... pretty crazy." I laugh uncomfortably. "Do you really not remember a thing?" I ask, and her face goes pale.

"I don't... and it really freaks me out." She whispers.

"I'm really sorry... for everything. I can't believe this happened to you." I sigh, shaking my head back and forth.

"Well..." She coughs, sitting up from her bed. "Anything good happen that I can't remember?" She asks, and I immediately convince myself not to tell her what she thought I did. If it wasn't true, then why should I tell her, right?

"Umm... You're safe another week on Dancing With The Stars?" I smile, and she nods. "Oh, and I attended your show the other night... flawless performance." I smirk, and her pale cheeks turn to a blush red.

"You went to a show and I can't remember?!" She squeals, and I nod. "Doesn't look like I'll be dancing in a while...." Bella pouts, settling her head on the pillow.

"Honestly Bella, don't sweat it. You'll be back at it sooner or later, I promise. Nothing can hold you back." I smile, and she nods, tears welling up in her big blue eyes.

"Thanks... I love you, you know that don't you?" She whispers, tilting my chin up to face her.

"I'll hold you to that... and never stop loving me, alright? No matter what. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you..." my voice trails off, thinking about earlier in the day yet again. I actually did lose her a bit today, and I couldn't stand it. Now that I've got her back and she can't remember a thing, I'll do whatever it takes to keep it this way.

"You'll never lose me, baby." She sighs, settling back down into the pillow. I can see she's in so much pain and that took a lot out of her, so I decide to let her rest.

"I'm gonna go let everyone know how you're doing... ok? You can just rest for now." I smile, and she nods, eyes closing almost immediately.

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Chris' Point Of View:

"Bella was in an accident, but she will be fine. Please give her and her family privacy at this difficult time and respect the hospitals rules..." Liam's voice sternly shouts at the paparazzi's

"And those rules are that you're not allowed here, so leave please." I smirk, as the both of us shove the paps out the door and lock it tightly.

"I don't know how she deals with that everyday." I grumble, and Liam rolls his eyes.

"Don't speak to me like we're 'friends'." Liam remarks as we walk up the steps. I decide not to respond and start something in the hospital, but when we get back into the waiting room I see little to no panic on Harry's face... he's almost calm.

"Something happen?" Liam asks, and Harry looks up with glowing eyes.

"She's got a major concussion and the left side of her body is... injured badly, to to say the least." He groans and I cringe at the thought. This absolutely fucking sucks, she can't dance now.

"What does that mean?" I ask, and Harry gives me a devilish grin.

"She doesn't remember anything from the past few days... and it's going to stay that way." He states, getting up from the waiting room chair and exiting without another word.

My brain begins to panic, and my heart is beating super fast. As selfish as this is, I immediately feel that Louis and my plan is fucked up. She won't remember that whole entire situation, Louis defending her, me being there for her, the flirting... like what the fuck!

"Something wrong?" Niall asks, and I stop myself from pacing back and forth any longer. Liam shoots me a death glare and I roll my eyes.

"Worried... that's all." I reply.

Yes worried. I'm worried what Louis will do when he hears that his plan has been shattered, worried what will happen when Bella finds out, worried about how she will find out and worried about Bella in general.

Notes

sorry this is a little short, but I'm going to skip the story ahead a bit in the next couple chapters because the healing process for Bella will be boring and I don't want you guys to be bored! :)

Is anyone still reading? haha please comment & vote if you're still with me, the reactions haven't been too strong lately and I'm starting to get worried!

thanks! xxx