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Come Home Harry, Come Home (Part 2)

Summary:  Y/N is 5 months pregnant, ad Harry gets into a car accident.  The car accident affected Harry severely, with a loss of memory.

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Warning: sad, mentions of divorce, car accident

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Come Home Harry, Come Home (Harry Styles Imagine Part 2)

Part 1

“Who are you?”

“Who am I?”  You repeat, stunned, “Honey, I’m your wife, Y/N.  You remember me, I should say us, I mean.”  You say placing a hand on your stomach,

“I’m married?”  Harry asks confused.

“Yes, we got married two years ago.  Back in your hometown in the small chapel.”  You explain.

“No, no I’m not married.”  Harry states.  “I’m I’m…”  He trails off trying to remember how old he is.

As Harry thinks, trying to remember his age, the doctor walks in, and pulls you aside.

“Hi Mrs. Styles, I am Doctor Carter, I’m a neurologist.  Harry has experienced a concussion from the accident because of the force of inertia.”  The doctor explains.

“Will, will he be okay?”  You ask nervously, picking at your already peeling nail polish.

“He should be fine.  It may take a bit for him to remember things, but he should be fine.  In order for proper recovery, he should wear sunglasses most of the time, not think too much or too hard, and not look at a computer or phone screen.”

As the doctor explains what you should do when you bring Harry home to make sure he recovers properly, you can’t help but to focus your attention and vision on Harry.  You’re husband, who you’ve been married to for two years and dated close to seven years before that didn’t remember you, or you expecting child. But, you try to convince yourself that with proper recovery, he will be back to his old self, and back to your perfect life you both had before.  

When you put Harry into the car, you make sure that you take his phone, and put sunglasses on him.  After a quick car ride, due to little to no traffic, you set Harry down on the couch, and let him rest for a bit.

“Do you need anything, Harry? A water, a blanket?”  Harry doesn’t seem to notice you, or the fact that you brought him home since he slept most of the ride, and is startled at your unexpected presence.

“Who are you? Why do you keep following me?”  He yells, standing up, backing away from you.

“Harry, you need to relax.  It’s Y/N, your wife.  Okay, baby, now I’m going to need you to sit down.”

“I’m not married, and I don’t know who you are.  You need to leave me alone.”  Harry demands.

“Okay, okay, I’ll leave you alone.”  You say calmly.  

“Thank you.”  Harry breathes out, sitting back down on the couch, and closes his eyes.

You walk towards the door, open and close it, never leaving the house.  Harry does not flinch at the door opening or closing, signaling that he is fast asleep.

You decide for the next few weeks, that instead of you taking care of Harry, that a nurse comes, so Harry is not frightened that a random girl the his house taking care of him.  For the past few weeks you stayed with a friend, who made sure you were taking care of yourself and the baby in your current situation. After a few weeks, you came back to the house, to find Harry sitting on the cough, writing.

You walk over to the couch, hesitant and ask, “Hi Harry, how are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling good.  How are you, Y/N?”  And you look at him with a smile as he remembers your name.

“I’m doing well because you are doing well.  I’m so happy.’’  You say smiling so big.

“I’m glad you’re here Y/N.”  Harry says turning to you.  “Since I have been home for a few weeks, and have had no distractions, I have been thinking.”

“But you’re not supposed to be thinking too hard Harry.  You’re still recovering.”  You say cautiously.

“I know, but I couldn’t help it.  Can you promise me something?  That you won’t be upset.”  Harry asks.

“Of course, Harry.  Why would I be upset?”  You ask, now feeling nervous, as Harry looks nervous.

“I want a divorce.”

You look at Harry with absolute disbelief.

“A divorce?”  You ask, hoping that you heard him wrong.

“Yes.”  Harry states.

You look at Harry trying to read his expression, but you can’t tell anything. But, there is no emotion on his face.

“But Harry, we have been married for two years, we are expecting our first child together.  What did I do wrong?  Is there anything-“ you ask nervously, but Harry cuts you off.

“You did nothing wrong.  It’s just, I’m 25, and married.  I’m too young to be married, or to have a kid.  I have a career that I didn’t think about, that I had put on hold for…”

“For your family.”  You say, finishing his statement.

“Y/N, I’m sorry.”  Harry apologized trying to reach out for your hand.

“No Harry, I’m sorry.  I’m sorry that your wife and daughter are such a burden, and that we are holding you back.” You spit out.

“I will leave.”  Harry says getting up.  Harry walks into the other room, calling a friend to stay with for the next few days, and grabbing a bag of clothes.

And then you watch him walk out the door.  You think it’s just a fight you two had, and that it will pass, and that he will be back.  Harry always comes back. He promised you and you’re little girl that he would never leave. But as a few days pass, you hear nothing from Harry.

When you thought you lost all hope, you hear a knock on the front door.

“Come home Harry, come home.”  You whisper to yourself as you walk to the door.

But, when you open the door, you see a woman in a black pants suit, hand out an envelope with a face of pity looking down at your now six month pregnant stomach.

You thank her, and close the door.  You walk into your kitchen and sit at the table, and open the large envelope, and read.

And realization finally hits you, you are really getting divorced.

He really did forget you.

Part 3

A/N:  Thank you so much for reading!! Do you guys want a part three?  There could be two things that happen, Y/N and Harry get back together because he remembers everything again, or something else.  Tell me what you guys think!