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    It takes less than two seconds before Harry all but throws himself at Louis, who still has an IV hooked to his arm and looks more fragile than a newborn. He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Louis’ left arm circles around him to pat him in the back.

    “Fuck, love, you scared me so much,” he murmurs against Louis’ neck, “I missed you.”

    “Um, hi—Harry, was it?”

    Harry can’t help but laugh, tears wetting his cheeks as he pulls back a little to look at Louis’ face, expecting a teasing smile. Instead, he is met with Louis’ confused gaze. His heart drops in his chest as he realizes that Louis isn’t messing with him.

    “It seems,” Niall says, “that Lou is having a bit of trouble remembering certain things about his life.”

    “Certain things,” Harry repeats, his tone flat, as he removes himself from Louis’ side. 

    Louis is eyeing him curiously, his eyes wide and confused, and he looks a little worried, like he wasn’t expecting Harry to react like this—like he wasn’t expecting Harry at all.

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    or, the one where Louis wakes up from a coma and doesn't remember Harry.

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