Forbidden Love

Chapter 14

Harry's POV

I pull up to the drive through window at a Taco Bell I found down the street and I order one nacho bell grande and one taco, hard shell. A soft shell is hard to find, but a hard shell is good to find. I pull up to the window to pay and pick up my food, and its some teenage looking guy. Alright, at least no screaming. I pull up and he turns around, his eyes go wide and he goes "Aren't you Harry Styles??" Ugh. 

"Yes, yes I am." 

"Can I have your autograph? My little sister is a huge fan of yours!" 

"Sure!" I say trying to sound somewhat enthusiastic. He hands me a pen and someones old receipt and I sign it, hand it back to him, pay, get my food and drive off back towards the hospital. I pull into the parking lot and pull out my food. I smell the yummy food that usually gets me drooling, but I just feel nauseous. I can't eat. I throw the bag onto the passenger seat and cry. I just burst into tears and cry. I can't control myself. I sit there for a good five minutes thinking about everything just crying. How Stacy may never remember me, she'll never love me again, and it's all my fault. I caused this. And now Liam is going to get her. Everyone thinks it's easy for me, the dimples the curls the charm, but it's so much harder when I actually loved her. I've been denying it this whole time. I realize I don't want any more one night stands or week long relationships. I love Stacy and I want her for the rest of my life. I love her so much it hurts. Now I understand what the fans talk about with their feels...

Liam's POV

I've spent the whole day with Stacy laughing and talking. Remembering things with her. For the day it felt like it was back to the first day I met her. The butterflies, when she smiles I can't help but smile, wanting to hold her hand, how I'd do anything I can to make her happy, just perfect. Nothing could ruin this day. Except, if she remembers her feelings for Harry. That.. would kill me. I love her, I need her, and I will have her. 

*2 weeks later* 

Stacy's POV 

It's nice being able to recognize people by their face now, when I hear their voice I know who they are, I know every ones birthday, I remember my aunt and my best friend Kerry, I remember meeting One Direction, I remember becoming great friends with them, I remember getting to go on tour with them, I remember being forced into doing or liking something.. I can't tell you what though. I remember having strong feelings for one of them, I now think I know which one. I never appreciated memories and people and love until now. Loosing all you know makes you realize how much you have and should be grateful for instead of worrying about what you don't have. The only good thing about this whole thing is that I've lost like 10 pounds because I've been on bed rest for about 2 weeks eating only ice chips. Now I can finally see my ribs, goal achieved. One thing I haven't forgotten is my "body issues" I guess you could call them. No matter how many times I've been told I'm beautiful or skinny or sexy I won't believe it until I actually feel beautiful or skinny. I don't know when that will be, if ever.

Spending the past 2 weeks with Liam have been amazing, hes helped me remember so much I  just know everything's going to go back to normal and everything will be ok. My aunt and Kerry had to go back to New Jersey, since I'm in a hospital in New York City, they couldn't stay. The boys forced Simon to cancel some of their shows, without me knowing of course. I would've told them to go, I don't want their fans to be disappointed in them or even with me. Today I have to try and walk around and do physical activities to see how much I remember how to do. I can have one person help out all the boys volunteered, but Liam insisted upon coming. Liam and I are just sitting together watching T.V. when a little blondie pops his head in. 

"Stacy, can I come in? It's Ni-"

"You don't have to say who you are anymore, I know people by their faces now Niall!" I say with a laugh.

"Sorry force of habit." He replies with a cute little laugh. 

"What's up Niall?" Says Liam.

"Well, the doctor said he needed to speak with you in the hall, since you're the one helping with the physical therapy and stuff. So get a move on!" Niall turns to leave then pops back in and says, 

"Oh yeah, Stacy, Harry wanted to talk to you, alone." Then Niall quickly turns to walk out of the room and I see Liam tense up.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"Nothing." He answers a little too quickly. He turns to me, leans down and plants a light kiss on my cheek, I feel my heart rate speed up immediately and on the monitor it starts to beep like crazy. Damn hospital equipment!! Liam starts laughing and my face turns bright red, 

"I'll be right back, don't miss me too much." He says with a wink and gets up and walks out of the room. Well that was just a little embarrassing. I have a minute to myself and to think about what just happened,  when curly walks in. (That's what I used to call him when I couldn't remember his name.) 

"Hey, Harry!" I say he just smiles and sits down on the edge of my bed. Things have been awkward between us for the past 2 weeks and I don't know why. He'll come in to visit when the other boys do, but never by himself so this must be important. 

"Stacy, what do you remember about me?" He turns and looks at me expectantly. 

"Well, I remember that you're in One Direction, your bunk is below mine on the tour bus, you and Louis are best friends, you've had a lot of girlfriends and I think we were good friends, right?"

He stares deeply into my eyes, like he's looking into my soul or something. "That's all you remember? That's all Liam told you?"

"Uh, yeah?" He stands up and starts to pace back and forth, running his fingers through his hair. He walks back over to my bedside, grabs my hand and says, 

"Stacy, I loved you."