Memory.

Part Twelve.

"I think you just did!" He laughed. "Well I already knew what you kissed like. This was techically your first kiss."

"True." I said. "But right now you are still on top of me...." My voice trailed off.

"Oh, sorry bout that." He smiled as he climbed off of my fragile body. Once he sat up he asked the question once again. "How was your first kiss??"

"Well since you were so truthful with me earlier, I guess I'll be truthful with you. You caught me off guard, but in a good way. It was amazing." I grinned.

"I'm flattered." He smiled childishly as if he had won an award or something.

"Don't get cocky now..."

He laughed and he stood to his feet. He extended an arm out and helped me up.

Once we were both on our feet and facing each other I said, "Harry, I just wanted to thank you... for being here for me. Without you, I honestly don't know how I would cope with this whole amnesia thing. You've literally been the only person I can actually open up to." I sighed.

He grinned and said, "Don't thank me, I want to be here for you and I will continue to do so. I love you, never forget that." He brought my body closer in to give me a hug.

I rested my head in his shoulder and clung tighter to his body. "Harry?"

"Yes darling?"

"I was thinking about what I said before... about not bringing up the old me. About that...."

"Wait, you want me to tell you about her?" Harry asked, still embracing me.

"Not exactly. I mean, I want to know about who I was and all. But on my own terms. Like.. when I ask you things; I just don't want to be told all the time how to act just because that's what I used to do. If I want to know, I will ask." I said.

"Understood." Harry smiled. "I will do anything to make you more comfortable." He grinned down at me.

He leaned down once more and kissed me softly on the lips. He then said, "Do you want to go back out?"

"Eh... I guess. I feel really tired now."
I yawned.

"I can take you home if you'd like." Harry offered sweetly.

"No... my mom will be performing a surgery until 2 am. I have a few hours left." I looked down at my phone and I saw it was 9:45. "Wow. We've been in here for over a hour and a half."

"I didn't realize..." Harry said. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well.... we could do something else if you'd like?"

"Like what?"

Harry paused. He was trying to get an idea but I jumped in instead. "Okay, what did the old me do? What would I be doing right now? "

Harry grinned. "At 9:45 on a Friday night you would most likely be at a party."

"Well I'm in luck then! I'm already at a party!" I smiled. "I guess we can just for out and meet some new people or something."

Harry held my hand and led me out of the bedroom. We walked back down the hallway and I stopped at the room I accidentally went in before.

"Psst! Harry..." I stopped him with a harsh whisper. He turned back and looked me with a straight look. "There are people having sex in here." I pointed to the room door as I quietly giggle.

"Wanna look?" Harry grinned mischievously.

"Hell no! I already walked in on them once." I huffed.

But that didn't stop Harry from peeling through the crack of the door. He watched with anticipation but nothing ever made him excited as he watched - he actually was frowning some.

"Well?"

"Losers!" Harry laughed after he shut the door back. "They are in there asleep. That is pathetic. Post-sex is the best and they are in there sleeping? L-O-S-E-R-S." Harry made me laugh.

We continued waking through the hall until we reached the main area again. Alisha approached me subtly and said, "Hey. Are you okay?"

"I'm good." I smiled at her. She looked down at mine and Harry's hands glued together by our sides and she grinned.

"I'm glad to hear that. Now join the party, girl!" She laughed. "There's dancing over there... limbo in the next room, and there is a pool in the back. Have fun!" She smiled and walked away.

"Wow." I laughed after she was gone. Harry nodded in agreement. "So what do we do? I'll go anywhere."

He looked deep in thought. His eyes were focused ahead and his eyebrows scrunched together. He even had cute little wrinkles in his forhead.

"Well I have an idea..." My voice trailed off.

A cheeky grin formed on Harry's lips and he said, "If it is anything like your last idea, I am in!"

I smacked his arm playfuly and said, "Actually I thought you could take me around town and show me places we used to go together. Maybe if I see familiar things it will help me get my memory back."

He nodded but also looked a little nervous. I mean, I don't see why he would be. Doesn't he want me to get my memory back?

"Sure. I can do that. But I thought you were putting the old you behind you?" He questioned.

"I am. But that doesn't mean I can't atleast try to get my memory back."

"Fair enough. Lets go!" He wrapped his arm around mine and escorted me out the door to go on our lastest adventure.