"I'd share my hospital bed with you"

-Harris

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Aliah's POV

Wow, that kiss was amazing.

We talked for a bit after we kissed. I can't explain that kiss, it was magical, amazing. No it was more than amazing, it was something I had never felt before. It was what you would call beautiful. They forced me to go back to my own room after that as it was getting too late.

I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling, the same way as when I woke up. But it was different this time. I wasn't staring at the ceiling confused, unsure about what happened. No, I was staring at the ceiling with a massive grin on my face. A grin no-one could take away.

I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and decided to text Harris.

"Hey, that kiss was amazing, I can't stop thinking about it".

I typed.

After re-reading it a couple times before sending, I deleted every word and tried again.

"That kiss was sick"

What the hell I don't talk like that, I thought.

"I'll never forget our moment"

Too cheesy?

Yeah, too cheesy.

Maybe I shouldn't text him?

No, I need to show him that I really care about him and the situation.

"That kiss was amazing" I typed and sent it immediately.

I still didn't remember anything from before the incident though. I thought that I would at least get some flashbacks after or during that kiss. But that unfortunately didn't happen.

Harris texted back a few minutes later saying, "yeah it was, I hope there'll be a next time. Get some rest now, goodnight."

His text made me smile but that didn't last. I thought about our moment again. What if he kissed me so I would get my memory back? What if he only kissed me because he felt like he needed to do something to help me? So he could feel less guilty about what happened?

My thoughts went from being bright and positive to being gloomy and negative.

What if he only did it to help me and not because he wanted to? Not because he had feelings for me, but only because he wanted me to get my memory back. Would he do that? Would he lie again? Just like our marriage? What if the kiss was also fake?

I didn't sleep that night. My thoughts were too powerful. I needed to know the meaning behind that kiss. I would ask for the divorce papers if he only kissed me to get my memory back. I'm done with liars. I deserve so much more.

Hariss' POV

"Bro look, I really like her."

Saïd burst into my room, furious because I lied about being married to Aliah.

"You son of a bitch, literally, your mom is a bitch!" He shouted. "Stay away from my sister, you don't play her. You can get any other girl, why her?!" He added.

"But wait you're yelling because I lied, but have you told her about your unborn child now that she has lost her memory huh?" Fine by me if he wants to play like that. I'll play along.

"Are you threatening me?" He asked moving a bit closer. His expression showed me how angry he was, he was furious. It was his sister, I understood why. But I would never do something that would hurt her in any way.

"No I'm not, I want you to understand." I replied.

"Stay away from her."

"This is nothing compared to what I will do to you if you even touch her again." he added waving his arms around. He then turned around and left. I tried to remain calm. He was still her brother, even though I punched him a week ago. I still remember how angry Aliah was, so I don't want that to happen again. This discussion lasted for 2 minutes. 2 minutes where he mostly shouted. However, if he had just listened, I would've explained everything to him. For example that I really liked her, that I really truly honestly thought she was remarkble. That I couldn't see a future without her in it. Before her, my life was empty. I've dreamt of feeling like this again.

I wanted her to get her memory back, but it wouldn't hurt anyone if she never remembered the past. Zain, Flora, me being drunk or grabbing and pressing her against the wall. She didn't need to remember all of that.

So yes, I somewhere hoped she wouldn't get her memory back. Is it bad that I was thinking like that?

..

Wow, that kiss.

I couldn't believe it. Words can not describe what I feel for that girl. I didn't know I could honestly fall in love with someone like her.

I genuinely liked her but I was scared. Scared to fall in love again, followed by a major heartbreak. I wouldn't be able to handle a situation like Flora's. My heart wouldn't be able to handle it.

I smiled and bit my lip at the thought of our kiss. Her brother told me to stay away from her, let's all laugh together.

Aliah's POV

I slept for 2 hours. 2 freaking hours. My mind wouldn't shut up. Damn this overthinking was killing me. It was also pretty early. 8am.

I jumped up and took a quick shower. I can go home tomorrow. Finally.

I heard a loud knock on the door while I was still in the shower.

"Come in, I'm in the shower!" I shouted.

I heard the door open and the person took a chair and sat down. But I couldn't figure out from their actions who it was. It was probably the doctor to do a check up. But what if it was Harris? It could also be my brother. Anyway, I couldn't put my clothes on because they were lying on the bed. Great. I only had 2 towels. One for my hair and the other to cover a big part of my body. Not all of it though.

I wrapped my hair in a towel and reached to get another for my body. I did the same with my body and tried to cover most of my body.

I slowely opened the door a little bit and popped my head through the gap of the door.

"Harris?" I gasped, suprised when I saw him sitting down looking at me with a giant smirk on his face.

He stood up and started walking towards the bathroom door.

"Stop!" I shouted.

He immediately stopped and looked at me, still with the same smirk on his face.

"Clothes." I said pointing to the clothes on the bed.

He looked at the clothes and made eye contact again.

"Okay so grab them yourself." he said turning around and sitting back down.

Oh no, he wouldn't.

"Harris c'mon." I whined, slightly annoyed.

Just give me my damn clothes.

"You have a towel on, just grab them I'll close my eyes."

"Yeah right, I'm not stupid. Give me my clothes." I was getting annoyed even though I knew he was just teasing.

"Fine." He eventually responded. He got up and gave me my clothes.

"Thank you sir." I replied.

I stepped out of the bathroom and sighed.

"Why do you always do that, God." I said when I got back in the room.

"Because I love teasing you of course." he stood up and walked to the spot where I was standing.

He grabbed my waist with his both hands and looked me straight in the eye.

"You know, we could've showered together."

I rolled my eyes and released myself from his grip.

"Too soon?" He asked.

"Yeah." I laughed.

I knew he was joking.

"Hey Harris," I started.

"Hm?"

"Did you kiss me so I could get my memory back?" I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to know.

He frowned and looked hurt for the question I had asked him.

"Come here." he said.

I was standing in front of him. Same position as yesterday, different room though.

"I kissed you because I wanted to and I would do it again."

I was relieved by his words. At least now I know that he wanted to and not because he felt like he needed to.

(Still +13 folks. I will not make this book oversexual, don't worry)

He looked at me, possibly waiting for a response. I could see in his eyes that he was thinking on doing something. His eyes travelled from the towel on my head to my eyes and back to the towel. I was good at reading people. I knew what he wanted to do, but he was too scared to do it. So I did it for him.

I unwrapped the towel and let my hair fall down to my shoulders, soaking wet strands, clinging to my cheeks.

He brushed my hair from my face. His fingertips gently grazed my cheek without taking his eyes off me. His bare skin touching mine. He grabbed the back of my neck with his both hands, my hair inbetween his and my skin. Was this the first time he was seeing me without my headscarf on? It probably wasn't. It's just hair you know. Everyone has it.

I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue and saw his pupils flare in response. He pulled my head closer to his as I put my hands on his waist. Our lips mashed together and then broke apart, the seconds when they were apart made the tension that much greater and forced us to touch lips again and again. His soft warm lips on my slightly wet ones. He squeezed my body tightly against his. We kissed passionately for a few minutes until the doctor interrupted our moment. Harris pulled away making me open my eyes again. We both looked at the door and saw the doctor looking at us with a massive smirk on her face.

"Oh am I interrupting something?" She asked when she saw us standing in front of each other.

"No come in," Harris responded, "I'm gonna take a shower." he then made eye contact with me again and gently pressed his lips against my forehead. He then moved to my ear and whispered something. Something that gave me chills, something that made every hair on my body stand up. "My room tonight? We can continue with what we were doing." he then winked and left.

"Oh God hospital-?" (A/N: or what ilovetwilight2008 commented; 'bang bang into the room') The doctor asked when Harris closed the door behind him.

"What? No!" I interupted the doctor before she could even finish her sentence.

Of course not. I'm not ready to.. you know. And we only kissed twice. He wasn't thinking that we... no of course he wasn't. He knew I wasn't ready for that.

"I'm just joking, c'mon let's do some tests to make sure you can go home tomorrow." the doctor said pointing at the bed indicating that I should lie down.

Thanks doc, now I have something else to stress about.

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~ Edited by R3Hijabi ~