"Alex?"

"Whoa, you got my name wrong and I thought I am the drunk one here." I slurred chuckling, apparently for no reason.

"Get inside." he rather pulled me in, rather than requesting me.

"Slow down champ, I know you're eager."

"How much did you drink?"

"You ... You..." I pointed my index finger in his direction, and went towards him shakily, alcohol sure had been totally absorbed in my blood by now, making me incapable of even walking properly.

"Why won't you utter my name?"

"We are diverting topic, ain't we?"

"Shut up Harold. Let me talk for once."

"Sure, then go on." saying that, he crossed his arms and sat before me.

"You know only memory of past that I treasure is of me, running off to a boy from someone. How crazy it may sound but I don't remember the face of the person from whom I was running from, nor I remember the face of the boy I ran towards. I remember getting up from the hospital bunk with a bunch of strangers surrounding me. I didn't have any memory of my past, you know, my parents, siblings. Heck I didn't even know my name, it was so infuriating. Nothing, my mind was like a blank paper. Those strangers, whom I was later told, were my mom's close friend, her husband and her children. They told me that, they found me in this situation, which was an aftermath of an accident. When I asked about my parents, all they said was, they too were clueless about them as me. I was exhausted; it was like having a fetus mind, starting to learn to live altogether from beginning. Since they were only ones who at least were kind enough to support me, so naturally, I did everything they told."

I looked at Harry, who was keenly listening to every word I said. A frown was spread across his face, which I am guess is because of the sad tale I was narrating. I didn't even know why I was telling him all this. But somehow, it felt the right thing to do, it's all the power of alcohol guess.

"It has been three years, since that accident. I wanted my memories back Harry, I want to know about my past. Not that I don't love the family I have now, I'm greatful for everything they did for me. But what if, I have someone who still cares for me? Who is waiting for me to return? I know chances are slim, but I have hope."

"You have no idea, Al" I heard Harry mumble.

"And then you came, somehow I couldn't stop myself falling for you. How much I reminded myself that, I am not ready for it, but my heart won't listen. So I like you, okay? Even after having so many problems in my life, I am ready to another one as you. And I going out with anybody else won't make it otherwise. I know it is too early to confess, but I may not have the guts to tell you later." I got before I blurted anything further, I wanted him to stay, and I wanted him to be the one whom I will gather back my memories. I know it's early and selfish, but a girl can wish, can't she?

I left him without another word; at least he knew that I like him.'

HARRY

I stood there lifeless, watching her leave. Never in my life had I expected those words to come out from those lips. I was too shocked even to stop her. How badly I wanted to drag her back, but my limbs refused to move. Her words kept playing in my mind. She confessed her feelings for me, and I couldn't even reciprocate the same.

I couldn't help but smile, knowing that once again I made her heart beat for me. Nothing could stop me from getting her back now; all I wanted was this approval. Now when I had it, there was no stopping.

The ding of my phone, snapped me out of my trance.

From unknown:

Guess who's my date for the party? Your very own Alexandra, I can treat her better Styles. Get over it. Past is past, the future is ours.

I didn't even need a second thought about the sender; I was expecting this, since Alex's confession. I knew he would force her and for this time he wasn't going to snatch what is mine. No not once again I have enough lessons from the past.

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