Y'ALL I CANNOT BEGIN TO DESCRIBE HOW SHOOK I AM CUZ OF HARRY. ALSO IM SO PROUD OF HIM FOR DOING WHATEVER TF HE WANTS LIKE BLESS HIM 😭🙌🏽

I really loved writing this chapter idk why😫❤️

Happy Reading xx

t.m.

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H A R R Y 🔫

  It had been several hours since Scarlett went into the operating room. I was waiting for anyone who was in there to come out and tell me the surgery was a success and that nothing went wrong. But there was this constant anxiety deep within me, gnawing at my insides as I thought about the many things that could go wrong with this operation.

  I wasn't that worried about Scarlett losing the memories, yeah she will never remember all the bittersweet moments we shared but it wasn't gonna be the end of the world if that happens. She said so herself that she isn't worried about losing those memories because she was so sure we'd create new better ones anyways if the surgery worked or not. It was like she knew deep down inside that she'd fall in love with me eventually.

   "Have some faith, Harry," I muttered to myself, rolling my eyes as I leaned back in my chair as pressed my hands to my face.

   "How long has it been since she went in there?" Spencer who was beside me spoke up, yawning quietly before rubbing his eyes with his knuckles.

   "I don't even know," I murmured, biting the inside of my cheek as my eyes flickered to the clock in the waiting room. It was 11 PM.

  Right then, the doors to the operating room swung open, and out walked Mark, Sullivan and Sami. The emotions on their faces were hard to decipher, nevertheless, I jumped off my seat and rushed towards them with wide expectant eyes. They all shared a small smile, before looking to me, Sullivan parting his lips to speak.

   "The surgery went well, in medical terms, no damage was done to her brain and et cetera," Sullivan started off, his words already making my body flood with relief.

   "What about the microchip?" I demanded.

   "Well Mark made sure he didn't move it while cutting the wire, and he didn't. But we'll know for sure when she wakes up, whether or not her memories are still intact," Sami told me with an expressionless face, making me nod slowly.

   "How long until she wakes up?" Spencer asked.

   "About two to five days, might be even less since the vibranium in her body heals quicker, combined with the Adamantium," Sami said, pursing his lips.

   "I wanna stay with her," I said firmly, looking at Sullivan who nodded in response.

   "Of course. I'll have a bed set up for you," he said before calling out to a nurse who was passing by and started giving her instructions.

  I went ahead to the room she was now situated in, one of the best patient rooms in the hospital of The Organization. It was fairly large but looked quite homely. My eyes landed on Scarlett who had multiple wires hooking her up to machines nearby. I moved closer, observing the way her chest rose and fell slowly while she rested soundlessly. Her head was laid on the left side of her face, revealing the right side of her head where they did the surgery. Her hair from the top of her head was flipped onto the other side, divulging the part of her head hidden under her hair where a small part of it was shaved off for the surgery. A white plaster covered the wound, a light bandage wrapped around her head concealing it.

  My hand grabbed a chair nearby and pulled it up against her bed where I sat down and took her warm hand in mine. A tiny smile crept onto my lips when I noticed the ring she was wearing, my thumb tracing it before I dropped my head to lay a small kiss onto her knuckles. She looked well, like she was going to heal quickly and wake up soon enough.

  All I had to do was wait.

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S C A R L E T T 💣

  I rouse from a heavy slumber when I felt a dull ache in my head. A soft groan escaped my lips when I accidentally moved my head a little too quickly, causing the ache to intensify ever so slightly. My eyelids flickered open, before immediately shutting when I found the light too bright. My eyes scrunched up before opening again, vision blurred before I blinked again. My hazy vision was clearing up, the person sat next to my bed becoming more distinguishable as he smiled at me gently.

   "Harry?" I mumbled; eyes squinting as I began to make out the details of the person.

   "No habibi it's Sami," Sami frowned playfully at me; his words making me chuckle lightly. "How're you feeling?"

   "Okay, I guess," I sighed. "My head feels like shit. How long have I been resting for?"

   "About three days. You're healing fast. That pain you're experiencing will stop soon enough, but for now I'll give you some painkillers," Sami said, helping me sit up in bed. "Want some water?"

   "Yes please."

  He held a glass of water to my mouth, fingers supporting my chin as he gently aided me in drinking, even though I was capable of doing it myself. I felt slightly refreshed after that drink of water, inhaling deeply as I looked around the room for Harry, slightly disappointed when I couldn't find him. Sami noticed this, immediately parting his lips to speak.

   "He got called in for an urgent meeting with Valkyrie," Sami informed me, making me nod. "He stayed by your side every day Scarlett, guess he got unlucky today," Sami chuckled lightly; his words making me smile.

   "Do you know when he'll be back?" I asked.

   "In a few minutes I suppose. I texted him just now, I should probably call him instead," Sami shrugged, pulling his phone out and walking towards the door. "I'll get Sullivan to check up on you, those pains will disappear completely in like 20 minutes or so, then you'll be discharged!" And with that he left the room.

  After a few minutes Sullivan entered again with a smile stretching on his lips when he saw me. He questioned if I could remember anything of our previous encounters, and I thought hard, trying to pick up on anything. My face paled and my heart fell in my chest when I came up with anything, tears already pricking my eyes when Sullivan's face fell and he looked to the ground. He did his best to comfort me, but my heart felt heavy. I couldn't help but think of when I was going to see Harry, the way his eyes would light up with hope when he'd see me, only to be destroyed by the bad news.

  Sullivan cleaned my wound and checked up on me, seeing if everything was alright and etc. He unhooked me from all the machines nearby since I didn't need the IV drip anymore, and allowed me to change into my own clothes and out of the hospital gown.

  A heavy sigh left my lips as I wiped my face with a clean towel, feeling better now that I had freshened up and was in my own clothes instead of a hospital gown. My heart still felt like lead, the constant anxiety knocking my head like a sledgehammer every time I thought of Harry's reaction. It was probably just the dull headache I was experiencing. I pulled apart the top section of my hair back, revealing the wound that was covered by a tiny bandage. The bald spot looked hideous but luckily it was under a curtain of my hair so it was covered up easily.

   "Scarlett?" I heard a voice speak from the other side of the bathroom door, causing me to tense up. It was Harry.

  I inhaled deeply, before swinging the door open. Immediately Harry spun around, a relieved look covering his face as he dove forwards to engulf me in a warm hug. My heart melted in my chest as he began to apologize profusely for not being here when I woke up, leaving kisses on my face after every 'sorry' before kissing my lips firmly. I sighed inwardly at the feeling of his lips on mine, feeling a rush of familiarity flood me as his large warm hands cupped my cheeks while I roped my arms around his waist.

  But after few seconds something hit me. A wave of memories flashed right before my eyes as his warms lips captured mine. In that moment I saw everything. The first time I met him where he held a gun to my forehead. Our first kiss. The first time he comforted me after a nightmare. The numerous times he made me cry. The million times he made my heart leap in my chest. The time we got stuck in the elevator together. The time he saved me from Seth. The time I saved him from getting blown away to bits.

  When his lips parted mine, and our tongues touched, another rush of memories flooded my head. I saw the memory where he caught me touching myself. The first time he touched me. Our first date. The time we made love where he told me he loved me, and I him. His birthday. The multiple fights we had after the phase I went through when my mother died. I remembered everything, every kiss, every fight, every 'I love you' exchanged.

  I broke away from the kiss, utterly overwhelmed by the gush of lost memories I had just experienced all over again. Along with the memories, I remembered every feeling and emotion I felt. His eyes opened, gazing at mine in confusion. A frown etched upon his face when he saw my tears and joyous smile.

   "Harry," I whispered, my hands coming up to cradle his cheeks adoringly as I stared into those beautiful green eyes I fell in love with a year ago. The beautiful green eyes I am in love with till this day. "I remember everything."

  It dawned upon him. His lips parting in shock as his eyes widened. Immediately they turned glossy, tears building up as his pink lips stretched into a gorgeous beaming smile. He grabbed my face again, tugging me for a firm kiss before he engulfed me in a strong hug, letting out a tiny sob. I turned my head to press a kiss to his cheek, before moving my lips to his ear and whispering.

   "I love you Harry."

  He let out another sob at my words, making me pull back to cup his cheeks and coo at him, wiping his tears away as he smiled happily at me. His forehead was pressed against mine as he smiled so hard his dimple popped out; sniffling as he finally spoke.

   "I love you so much, Scarlett," he cried softly, tilting his head upwards to kiss my forehead before holding my head to his chest as he hugged me tightly.

   "Harry, baby don't cry," I mumbled with a tiny frown as his tears fell into my hair while he clutched me to him.

   "I-I'm sorry," he laughed sheepishly, pulling away to rub his eyes in embarrassment. "I'm just happy. So happy."

   "I'm happy too," I murmured with a grin, adoring the way his forest green eyes were lit with happiness and relief as he stared at me. "What?" I mumbled sheepishly, noticing that he was gazing at me for a little longer than usual, a soft smile dancing on his lips.

   "I've got my baby back," he grinned, his words making me want to kiss him again, and I did. "Mmm," he mumbled against my lips, making me pull away with a frown. "I just remembered something!"

   "What?" I questioned, frowning at how giddy he looked.

   "It's your birthday!"

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   "Scarlett!" Spencer exclaimed, rushing inside to engulf me in a warm hug.

  I felt overwhelmed again, tears blurring my vision as I hugged my bestfriend back, feeling utterly blessed that the surgery was a success and I could remember everything. After Harry and I were reunited, he told me he had some urgent work to do and left me with Jade and Vicky for the day. We had some girl time, shopping and some spa time of course. But when I got back, Harry had thrown me a surprise party. I almost went on attack mode when they all screamed surprised, but luckily I calmed down immediately when I saw Harry.

  Even though I told him I didn't want to do anything, Harry insisted we hold some sort of dinner party to celebrate the surgery's success and most of all: my birthday. Today also happened to be the day I started out in The Organization, a very memorable day indeed. The whole of Valkyrie was invited, along with Dexter and Louis, Mark and Sullivan, Liam and Sami too. It was held at our apartment; Harry had ordered enough food for all of us.

  The evening felt like an emotional ride for me, meeting specific people only to feel a rush of memories relating to that person, fill me up over and over again. It was becoming overwhelming quite often to a point where I had to take a break every now and then to avoid getting a headache, since I was supposed to be resting but Sullivan said one night was fine.

   I let go of Spencer, smiling warmly at him as he grinned back. "I'm so happy you remember Scarlett," he said sincerely.

   "I am too Spencer. It broke my heart when I couldn't remember you, especially after you told me we were best friends for six years!" I exclaimed, making him chuckle and nod.

  Him laughing immediately took me back to the time I was crushing on Zayn, watching him from the distance before dropping my ice cream when he winked at me. Spencer laughed so hard; he was clutching his stomach in pain, wiping away tears as I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment. Little things such as that occurred regularly tonight, me meeting someone, them doing something that instantaneously triggered a memory or a flashback.

   "Well now you do," he smiled warmly at me, before Vicky called him from the other side of the room.

  He excused himself, approaching Vicky with a special smile on his face that only appeared when he looks at her specifically. My heart melted in my chest when I watched them in the distance, chatting lightly amongst themselves with Spencer's arm wrapped around her waist holding her close while she laughed at probably one of his lame puns.

  The sight made me smile, happy that he had found someone while I was gone, who helped him cope with the grief and negativity for when he lost his eye. Vicky was a sweet girl, I don't know why the past me got some weird vibes from her, probably because she always stared at Harry in a certain way. But now I needn't to worry about that.

   "Hey," A voice spoke up from behind me, pulling me out of my thoughts as I turned and found my self face to face with Jade.

  I smiled immediately pulling her into a warm hug as she chuckled and threw her arms around me, hugging me back.

   "Jade, I've heard so much about how much you helped this lot," I said, gesturing towards the crowd as she smiled modestly.

   "I felt like I owed it to you, after how much you helped me cope with the grief from Blaze's death, I had to help everyone out; especially Harry," she told me, as I nodded, my gaze momentarily flicking to Harry whom was laughing along with Spencer and Damien. "Also, they're all like my family. I would always be there for them."

   "Family," I mumbled, nodding to myself with a smile as I gazed around the room.

  Everyone was here tonight because of me, I found it sort of surprising really. I never stopped and realized how much all these people cared for me, even Vlad, and Max and Seth. I was shocked when Vlad came up to me tonight and apologize profusely for the way he treated me when I first arrived at The Organization. Seth on the other hand apologized too, for the incident we had that night at the club. I couldn't forgive him for that, but I now no longer held any sort of grudge against him for that night. After all, he did save Harry for when I tried to shoot his head off without realizing that man was the love of my life.

   "How was Harry after I...died?" I asked suddenly, worry flashing in my eyes as I searched for Jade's. "Was it really bad?"

    "Not gonna lie, but Harry was at his worst during that time. Everyone was. But Harry was the hardest to deal with. I can't even begin to explain how long it took me to convince him that I could help him and that he wasn't alone," she sighed heavily, her expression grim when she reminisced back to that time.

   "He didn't do anything stupid right?" I whispered, hoping that the answer would be no. But I didn't receive an answer at all. Only silence. "Jade," I demanded.

   "It'd be better if you ask him yourself," she murmured uncomfortably, averting her gaze to her feet as I huffed.

   "He won't tell me and you know that," I reasoned with her. "Please." She looked up again, noticing my pleading gaze before she sighed and said instead.

   "I'll tell you before I leave. I don't want to ruin your mood now, it's almost time to cut the cake," she gave me a tight smile before walking away, leaving my mind troubled as I pursed my lips.

  But my thoughts soon vanished when I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my shoulders and a firm kiss lay on my cheek. It was Louis. I turned around with a laugh, ruffling his hair before I hugged him tight, our heads turned to the side with our cheeks pressed together.

   "My best bunny! I missed you so much," he cried dramatically, before I felt another pair of arms wrap around both of us from the other side.

   "Don't leave me out!" Dexter whined, resting his chin on my head as he was slightly taller than both Louis and I.

  I laughed, snaking an arm around Dexter's waist to hug him. My heart was bursting with joy as I stood there, engulfed in a human taco while Dexter and Louis cried about how we were the holy trinity now that I was back. This took me back to the many times I spent hanging out with my two 'best bunnies', organizing Harry's birthday, sleeping over whenever Harry was being a bitch. The memories were endless.

   "Scarlett! It's time to cut the cake!" Harry yelled from across the room with a big grin, exiting the kitchen with Damien who held a giant triple layer cake.

  As I held the knife in hand, standing in Harry's arms as everyone sang happy birthday cheerfully, I couldn't help but feel so overwhelmed. Lately all I've ever been was overwhelmed, overcome with shock, happiness, sadness, the list was endless. But at this moment, the only thing I felt was happiness, something I haven't felt in a long time. Seeing all these smiling faces gazing at me, gave me joy, because even though we've all been through hell and back, didn't let it ruin us. We all stuck through it, and we all stayed strong.

  Once the singing ended, everyone cheered, Harry's lips pressing against my cheek in a firm kiss before he pulled back to gaze me.

   "Happy birthday my love," he murmured with a smile, giving me another kiss before pulling away to allow me to cut the cake. "Wait! Make a wish first!" I rolled my eyes nevertheless listening to him and pausing my movements.

  Even though I was supposed to make one wish, I sort of wished for several things. I wished for a lifetime of happiness like this. A future with Harry where we'd run away and hide from our former assassin lives, start a family and hope they would be surrounded by the people here I call my own family.

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LMAO I SAW THAT CAKE PIC AND HAD TO ADD IT IN YO!

💀 what did you guys think of that chapter? Who predicted the surgery would be a success? I know most of you didn't 😉

💀apologies for this but I feel that Run & Hide won't have as many chapters as Kill & Run did. Basically the book is shorter. I'll make sure to tell you when we're like a few chapters away from the end or when I have an idea of how many there will be in general.

Until we meet again...

t.m.