Quick A/N!: okay, for all the people that don't read my authors notes, this ones IMPORTANT! Make sure to read the one at the end of the chapter! You'll regret it if you don't! Alright, without further a do, chapter forty :)!
Chapter Forty
~Harry's Point Of View~
I watched as something snapped inside Kat, her happy glow once again being sucked away from her. I saw her hands ball up in to tight fists, tears streamed freely down her cheeks. Niall stared at her, but he didn't realize what I did. She just got her memory's back. I rubbed my hand over my mouth to cover my grin. She took a couple deep breaths, and un-clenched her fists. She reached out, and grabbed Nialls shirt, pulling him closer to her.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you." He said, and she just looked at him, emotionless.
"I'm not." She said, then she shoved him away. The smile dropped from my face as I rushed over to her, I pulled her against my chest, and she just cried. Sniffling and breathing un-evenly, I felt her tears soak through my shirt.
"Get out." I growled at Niall.
"But... I love her." He said, I could see the hurt in his eyes as tears brimmed them.
"You should have thought of that before you cheated on her. Now get out before I force you out." I said, my words clipped. He left the room, shutting the door behind him. Kat lifted her head, and looked up at me.
"I wanted to slap him... I wanted to be angry so much, but I just couldn't." She said softly.
"Shh, it's okay." I soothed, I lifted her and brought her back over to the couch. Not even quite sure how she got to the wall without her crutches, but it didn't really matter. She sat with her bad leg crossed over her good one, and I sat down on the coffee across from her. For a moment we just looked at each other, then I saw a blush creep on to her cheeks, and she looked down at her mostly bare legs.
"Why are you doing that?" I asked her
"Doing what?" She replied, still not looking up.
"Blushing and looking away." I stated, and I knew the remark would have her cheeks turn a brighter scarlet.
"Because the fountain, and the shower, and... We kissed... And you saw my scars." She said quietly, and she looked up at me, her eyes currently green, dotted with blue, and light brown outlining her pupils. Her eyes truly are amazing, always changing colour. Mine were just plain old green. I leaned closer to her, and took both her hands in mine.
"Do you wanna know something?" I whispered to her, and she nodded. Biting her lip. I leaned in closer and closer until my lips were at her ear.
"I don't regret it." I told her, then I pulled back to see her reaction. She moved her hands to my hair, and pulled me to her. Our lips made contact, and they fit together perfectly. I ran my tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She allowed it, and our tongues wrestled. I felt something poking my tongue, I hesitated, and Kat pulled away.
"Is something wrong?" She asked me, sounding a little scared.
"Something was poking my tongue." I told her, and she burst in to laughter.
"What?" I said, feeling utterly confused.
"Did you forget that my tongue is pierced?" She asked me once she had gotten herself under control, and I felt my face heat.
"Oh." I said quietly, and she began laughing again.
"I've never dated a girl with piercings before!" I told her
"Oh so we're dating now?" She asked me with a giggle.
"I don't know... Are we?" I said, taking on a more serious tone. She took one of my large hands in both of hers and played with my fingers.
"I don't know." She finally said, looking down at our hands.
"Hey," I said softly, tilting her head up to face me with my free hand.
"For now, lets not worry about it. I think for now all we need to worry about is getting some sleep." I told her, and she smiled.
"Okay." She agreed.
"Can you take my clothes to the bathroom for me?" She asked, obviously not being able to carry them herself with the crutches. I set her suitcase on the bed for her, she pulled out fuzzy red pyjama shorts, a black tank top, pink boy short underwear, and a grey leopard print bra a pink bow in the centre, and pink lace lining the cups.
"I like this." I said, dangling the bra off my index finger by the strap. Her face turned bright red at my comment.
"You know what, I got it." She said, and she snatched the bra away from me.
"How?" I asked, chucking at her. She grabbed her pile of clothes, and held them between her thighs. She grabbed her crutches from where they were leaning on the wall, and hopped to the bathroom. I laughed at her stubbornness. I stripped down to my boxers as she changed, and placed her suitcase back in the floor. A couple minutes later, she came back out, bathing suit, hoodie and dance shorts now clasped where her pyjamas had been before. She leaned her crutches against the wall, standing on one foot, and threw the clothes in to her suitcase. She then sat down on the bed. I moved to stand in front of her, and I noticed her eyes roam up and down my mostly bare body. I grinned at her and flexed my arms. She laughed and swatted at my torso playfully. I pretended to be offended, and covered my nipples with my hands.
"You missed two." She laughed, then placed her own hands over them. We both laughed then. I walked around to the other side of the bed, and slid in under the covers. I pulled the covers back and patted the spot next to me, gesturing for her to get in. She grabbed a pillow, lifted the covers away from my feet, and placed a it on my ankles. I looked at her, confused. But she just let the blankets fall over it again. She laid down on her side facing me, then top leg, the bad one, over mine and rested her foot on the pillow. Cushioning her ankle. I laid on my back, my arms clasped behind me head, well, that was until Kat grabbed the one closest to her and laid it down flat on the bed. I again looked at her oddly, but she just continued adjusting me how she saw fit. She grabbed another pillow put it over my bicep, then rested her head on it. Then she slung her top arm over my torso, and looked up at me.
"Are you done?" I asked her with a laugh.
"Yes." She said, snuggling closer to me. I flipped the covers up and over both of us, not gonna lie, it was quite cozy. Kat of course had her green blanket, which was held in the hand of her bottom arm that she had positioned on the pillow so the blanket would touch her face. Her eyes shut, and she began to breath slower, deeper. Before long she was asleep, and soon after I was too.
*next day*
~Kats Point Of View~
I awoke to the feeling of someone touching my hair, I smiled, keeping my eyes closed I snuggled closer to Harry, soaking in his warmth.
"Morning." He said, voice slow and raspy.
"We have a concert tonight." He said, and my smile turned to a frown.
"Are the girls and I in it?" I asked him sleepily.
"I think so." He told me, and I groaned.
"I guess we should get out of bed then. We probably should have gone to that rehearsal." I said. I opened my eyes to see Harry looking down at me with his striking green eyes.
