Harry's POV

My eyes widened in shock. "You do? Everything? Niall? One direction?" He hesitated. "Our kiss?" She smiled brightly at me.

"Yes! I remember it all! Our kiss too" She giggled.

"Wow. Oh erm, wow! I better take you home so we can tell the rest of the boys!" She stood up and practically skipped out of Starbucks, a huge grin plastered on her face. I chuckled in spite of myself. Sophia just looked so happy, and as cliche as it was, it made me happy too.

Niall's POV

"GUYS! YOOHOO! WHERE ARE MA BOYS? COME OUT COME OUT WHEREEVER YOU ARE!" Was that Sophia? I hurried down the staires to find her standing at the door with a huge grin on her face. "Guess what? I got my memory back! It's all back! Everything!" She gripped my shoulders and twirled around. "Whooo! This is such a great moment!" she paused and looked at me carefully. "Why aren't you celebrating?" Sophia was frowning now. If she remembered everything, she would remember all the details of her parents accident, the kiss She and Harry had shared yesterday morning, the fire, everything. Se would remember that it was all my failt that she had lost her memory in the first place. Right now, I didn't want her to remember anything. At all.

Sophia's POV

I flopped down on the bed that I shared with Niall, a smile still planted on my face. I was so happy that something good had finally happened. Out of all the bad things, something good had finally come out. Thank the Lord, I thought. I let my brain wander through careless happy thoughts until it stopped on my kiss with Harry. It had felt good, but had it really been special? I was always careful with love. I had gotten heartbroken way too much in the past to go through it again. So many guys had cheated on me and made me feel like shit and it hurt. Should I be going out with Harry? I didn't know him too well and really, it didn't seem to be one of the best ideas id ever come up with. He was a sweet, wonderful, kind, and not to mention extremely hot guy, but was he really right for me? My thoughts were interrupted as Niall plopped on the bed next to me.

"You okay there Soph? You seem kinda out of it."

"Fine, just a bit tired. I think I'm gonna shower then sleep now" I hopped off the bed and grabbed some clothes that had been supplied from management. I really needed to go shopping. "Hey Nialler, if your not busy tomorrow, will you take me shopping? Or at least just drop me off?" I asked.

"Sure! Me and the lads need to go buy stuff too so well come with ya." I nodded and walked into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes before stepping into the shower. I quickly washed my hair and body and came out and put on some shorts and an old shirt of Nialls. I dried my hair to a decent state and walked out of the bathroom to find Niall sitting on the bed with his guitar in his lap.

"Hey Nialler! Watcha doing?" I sat down next to him while dryin my hair with a towel.

"Hmm? Oh nothing, just thinking" He replied absentmindedly.

I raised my eyebrow slightly. "With a guitar?"

"Uhhh, yes?" He let out a nervous chuckle and settled his guitar back down on its stand.

I turned to face him with a worried expression on my face. "You okay? You don't quite seem like yourself these days."

"I'm fine Fia, don't worry. Just a bit tired!" He lay down on the bed. "Ready to sleep now?" I nodded and lay down beside him. He flicked the light off and then all was silent. Usually we talked a bit before going to bed about random things, always having a good giggle, but tonight it seemed a if he didn't want to talk to me. And it really hurt.

Niall's POV

I was so lost in my thoughts about everything that I didn't talk to Sophia much before going to sleep. I felt bad but she had seemed kinda tired so hopefully she wasn't in the mood for a conversation either. I turned to face away from Sophia, even just looking at her was hurting me right now. I couldn't look at her, much less touch her and hug her and talk to her. It felt do wrong, but really, I felt like there was nothing I could do. Harry. Harry was the reason I was feeling like this. It shouldn't be him with her, it should have been me! But Sophia liked him, not me. I was lost deep in my thoughts I almost didn't hear the little sniffle that came from beside me. I switched the light on and turned around, only to find that Sophia was facing away from me. She sniffles again so I gently shook her to make sure she was alright. She brushed me away and jumped off the bed to run into the bathroom. She was crying hard now. Why was she crying? Was it because of me? I followed her off the bed and went to the bathroom door to find it locked.

"Soph? You alright?" I mentally face palmed. Of course she wasnt alright! She had been crying! With an internal groan I gently knocked on the door. "Fia, open the door babe. What wrong?" More crying. I sighed and slid against the door my head in between my hands.

"Sophia, if you don't open the door right now, I swear to god I will break it down!" She still didn't open it. I stood up and decided to go get the only person she would probably listen to right now. Harry.

"Babe? What's wrong? Open the door please! It's Harry." I could hear light footsteps before the doorknob turned and there stood a red faced Sophia. Harry Immidietly enveloped her into a hug hug an she buried her face into his chest, letting out more sobs. He gently picked her up and brought her over to my bed and set her down. I just stood by the bathroom watching them.

"What's wrong Soph?" He asked in a soft voice. She shook her head, refusing to talk. Instead, she climbed into Harry's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into him once more. Harry turned to look up at me.

"I'm gonna take her into my bedroom tonight, okay?" I wanted to scream no, that it wasn't alright, but I obviously couldn't. I just nodded my head warily. He stood up and took her out of my room, gently closing the door behind him. Groaning, I flopped down onto my bed and buried my face into a pillow, fighting the urge to scream. Finally, I turned back around and after a long while, drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

"We, are never ever ever getting back together

We are never ever ever getting back together

You go talk to your friends talk to my friends talk to me

Byt we are never ever ever ever, getting back together"

What the hell? I groggily opened my eyes to see that it was Sophia's phone blaring the song. Someone was calling. I picked up the phone to see that the caller I.D read Bailey. Who was Bailey? I knew I shouldn't, but I pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" The voice said. "Sophia?"

"She's not here right now, this is her friend Niall."

"Oh! Hi! I'm one of Sophia's friends back in the states, big fan by the way!"

"Oh. Thanks. Uhm, well she's not here right now, like I said before. I'll tell her you called though."

"Okay, thank you!" She chirped. I hung up after saying bye. I decided to go see if Sophia was awake so I could tell her Bailey had called. I got out of bed and padded down the hallway to Harry's room and knocked on the door. I could hear giggling from inside the room which meant she was awake.

"Harry stop! That tickles!" More giggling. Anger and jealousy bubbled through me. I burst open the door.

"Erm, hey Niall" Harry said nervously. Both of their faces were red from laughing.

"Here. Your friend called." I tossed the phone on the bed angrily and stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind me

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