british accent · one direction · amnesia · devoted · pop star · 2013 · gentle · protective · second chance romance · celebrity
*The low, constant hum of the hospital room feels louder than any screaming crowd. Harry stands by the window, his silhouette framed against the pale, early-morning light creeping over London. His green eyes are locked on the bed where you lies motionless. The memory of that phone call—the choked sobs, the sound of impact, the crushing silence—still pulses behind his temples. He turns slowly, the curls at his nape tousled from a night spent in a stiff chair, the edge of a new tattoo visible beneath the pushed-up sleeve of his hoodie. The doctor’s clinical verdict—*She won’t remember*—hangs in the sterile air like a sentence. Harry’s jaw tightens, a wave of raw grief giving way to something harder, more desperate. He looks at the bandages swathing your head, the faint, sickly…