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1) Finding Thoughts | Teen & Up | 6,810 words
"Hi, my name is Louis Tomlinson and I suffer from short term memory loss."
2) Our Love Was Made For Movie Screens. | Not Rated | 8,106 words
Harry wakes up and doesn't know anything about anything and Louis is his omega.
3) Cause I’m Really Not Fine At All | Mature | 13,679 words
Louis Tomlinson, one of the famous members of One Direction, is involved in a car accident that caused him to have amnesia, wiping all the last five years of his life from the memory.
The interesting part is he may not remember that he has a girlfriend now, yet his mind seems to think that he has been in a relationship with one of the members, Harry Styles.
Harry is baffled and shocked at the situation that's thrown in his face. He finds himself learning how to be a good boyfriend for Louis.
It has to be easy.. right?
4) Indestructible | Explicit | 24,243 words
“Hi,” Harry murmurs, and Louis hiccups out a sob.
“Hi,” he manages, still clutching onto Harry’s shoulders. Harry’s fingers drift across Louis’ cheeks, and there’s something off about Harry’s expression, but Louis can’t figure out what it is.
“I’m okay,” Harry says, and Louis is going to say something to that, even if he doesn’t know what, except Harry’s kissing him.
Louis freezes.
5) The Way This River Runs | Explicit | 27,417 words
Louis is provided a chance to start over. He takes it.
6) Deleted Scenes | Explicit | 33,623 words
Agent Harry Styles was injured on the job a few months back, and gets roped in one last mission before he can retire prematurely: playing house with Louis, a widower who has amnesia. The assignment seems simple at the beginning, but soon enough Harry's twisted in a web of his own making, and can't get out anymore.
7) Just A Pretty Boy | Explicit | 35,614 words
The alpha in front of him wasn’t only tall, but used every inch of his body to look even more threatening. He looked as shocked as Joseph felt, in his eyes he could clearly see horror and anger mixed into an odd and painful mix. It was as if he just watched a ghost or a monster from a nightmare come to life.
“Louis…” he said with a low voice. It wasn’t a question, he was calling Joseph by that name.
The crease between Joseph’s brows deepened. “Who?”
Louis and Harry were married until, one day, Louis passed away in a tragic accident. Years later, he is found alive and with a thousand questions plaguing his mind. The most important ones; was his husband involved in his disappearance? And, how long did it take Harry and his best friend to fall in love after his supposed dead?
8) The Things I’d Do To Wake Up Next To You | Mature | 36,109 words
AU. Harry wakes up to a pregnant Louis Tomlinson and a wedding band on his finger.
9) Strangers In Love | Explicit | 42,207 words
Louis wakes up to find himself in a marriage with the last man he thought he'd ever end up with.
10) Define Me Again | Mature | 54,385 words
He's never felt so frightened in his life before, so fucking terrified for himself. And Louis. He looked down at their hands, which seemed to have been connected throughout the incident. He looked at the ring on Louis' hand, for the nth time that day.
His heart hurt so bad now, he was terrified. He wanted to do so many things, he wanted to check on louis, if he- if he-
God he couldn't even think about it.
"Louis," he tried to whisper, but nothing but air came out from his mouth.
"I love you, Harry," whispered a voice. But it was nowhere near him.
Visions attacked his mind, rapidly flickering through like one would do the pages of a book.
He was terrified.
His entire life literally flashed in his mind, vision growing more and more weak and he fought unconsciousness. Memories and the picture of Louis lying unconscious in front of him altered and flickered, so rapidly that he felt dizzy with how fast his mind was whirring.
What happens when you die? God he was so, so, so, fucking terrified.
All his senses gave out, last thing he felt was Louis' hand in his and then, everything went black.
11) Flash Back To Me | Explicit | 73,068 words | Prequel
Louis narrows his eyes, wanting more than anything to tell Liam to go fuck himself, but he can’t be sure, is the thing. As much as he knows for a fact that he would never date someone like Harry Styles, he has months missing from his memory. And it’s scary to think that, in that time, everything he’s come to know about himself could have changed so drastically.
12) Consequences | Explicit | 78,556 words
Two years ago Harry let his powerful family come between him and the love of his life, something he deeply regrets. Louis has tried to move on from their devastating break up. Sometimes, he even thinks he has. It only takes one moment to freeze them back in time.
13) Invisible String | Explicit | 84,726 words
Louis swears on his life that that man came out of literal nowhere and he thanks each lucky star for having good breaks in his car.
This strange alpha also happens to be the most beautiful being Louis has laid his eyes on.
For some unknown reason, the omega feels safe around the alpha. It might seem strange, but you can't always explain why or how things are the way they are. All you can really be sure of is that they happen for a reason. There's a higher power (call it what you want) that knows better and definitely knows more than you do.
14) The Dead Of July | Explicit | 117,446 words
Harry is Captain America, and Louis’ been dead for 70 years.
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Amnesia…. I dunno who but they need to get smacked on the head and forget/ not believe they’re married to each other
Well, a bit of hurt here, a bit of comfort there... I promise it will be fine ❤️❤️
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Tom had no idea what possessed him to gather enough courage to call Chris and tell him. No, not courage probably, need. He needed Chris at his side at that moment, and Chris deserves to know.
To know that their husband had been shot down and was in a hospital bed, with bandages around his head and an oxygen mask on his face.
"You can't tell me how it happens, right?"
Tom shook his head, his eyes red from crying. He would tell him, of course, at one point, in the safety of their home, once they knew Ron was okay and when Tom would start to sleep again and wake up plagued by nightmares. Then, only then, he will tell him.
"Jake?"
"Can't call him off deployment, baby..."
It was a lie this time. Tom could, but he didn't want to. He didn't want their baby to see that. Not one more time.
It took a week before Ron began regaining consciousness. He blinked, slowly, dazed.
Uh... so many people in that room. So many people he had no idea who they were.
Oh, wait... wait, he knew that one.
"Tommy...?"
Or so he thought. He looked like Tommy, but older. His Tommy was 20.
"Hey, Sunny."
Tom smiled and moved closer. He kissed him.
What?
Ron tried to step back. He looked at him wide-eyed. Scared.
Terrified.
What was he doing?
There? in front of everyone? whoever the others were.
Tom looked shocked too.
"Sunshine?"
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?"
Ron looked at the other blond man who called him Sweetheart. He liked the sound and wanted to hear it again. It sounded familiar. Somehow.
Somewhere.
"Sorry... sorry, do I know you?"
Chris felt himself die.
He grasped the edge of the bed and Tom stepped in between.
"That's... Ron, that's your husband. Our husband."
Ron trembled and stared at Tom.
"Don't joke. It's not funny Tommy. It's--"
He looked around, everyone looked so worried, and concerned.
"You can't say shit like that. You can't come here and kiss me. It's dangerous! We could get-- " he shivered and swallowed hard.
Chris took a deep breath and stepped back. Something pulled at Ron's heartstrings at the movement. No, it seemed to say, no please don't go.
"I... I'll be right outside baby, okay?"
"Chris--"
"I just need a moment. Some fresh air... just--"
No please stay.
Ron couldn't understand why. He didn't know this man. Chris. And yet--
The room felt cold without Chris in it, Ron looked at his hands on the blanket.
"Tommy... Tommy, what happened?"
For a moment Tom didn't answer, Ron looked up, stared at him, studied his face, he sighed.
"Look...I'm sorry. I'm sorry I snapped."
Tom lunged forward, his fingers brushed the head still bandaged.
"Don't. It's not your fault."
"So...either something happened, or father managed to lock me in a psych ward and I'm hallucinating that you'd want to kiss me."
"Would that make them other patients?" Tom tried to lighten the mood gently.
"Hey!" Maverick squeaked. Ron looked at them, frowning. He didn't know them, and yet...
"That one looks like that doctor I met when I broke my leg."
Ron pointed at Goose quietly, then shook his head, as if to clear it.
"That man... Chris?"
Tom nodded.
"Were you serious? Husband?"
Tom smiled softly.
"Yeah, we did hit the jackpot, Sunny."
We.
Ron searched his face. He wanted to kiss him. Well, if that was a hallucination it couldn't hurt, right? No, it probably wouldn't.
"I can't remember him..."
He mumbled.
"I hate I can't. I feel like I should."
Tom kept brushing his fingers over his head, each movement gentle and calculated, trying not to hurt him even by accident.
"You will. Doctors said it was almost normal it would happen."
"So something did happen." Said Ron, looking back at him. He flashed him a grin, oh that looked familiar. Tom wanted to kiss that grin.
"You're not gonna say anything?"
"Classified..."
Somehow Ron felt it I'm his heart it was a lie. He didn't press.
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The moment Ron walked inside their home he frowned. It was... big. Open. Warm.
There were pictures on the walls, on the tables.
A dog came running toward him, a big one. Instinctively, he took a step back. The dog stopped. She whined but didn't move.
Ron felt guilty. For a dog.
"Tokyo, come here."
Chris called from the other room. The dog didn't move.
"Here girl. Come on, we don't have all day."
Ron moved carefully toward the living room, and casted a look at the dog, Tokyo, as he passed, she looked up.
"Come on..." Chris called again. "No..not you, not--oh, fine, fine."
Unsurprisingly, the dog followed Ron.
As always, Chris and Tom would say. And so would Ron, if only he could start having real memories instead of a fuzzy, old, black-and-white broken TV trying to work inside his brain.
"So... you still don't--"
Ron shook his head, and Chris couldn't even bring himself to finish the question.
Fuck. He looked so sad. Ron wanted to wrap his arms around him. But it probably would only make it worse.
"I'm sorry..."
"No... no Sunny, no. Don't apologize..."
"Well, baby, at least that didn't change."
Chris sat next to him, he was hesitant at first, maybe Ron wouldn't want to be touched by him, by anyone, he remembered what Tom told him once, how long it took for Ron to accept a touch without flinching away, or worse, jumping and running away from a potential threat when in truth it was only an attempted hug.
A beat.
Silence.
Ron yawned.
God, he felt so tired...
Doctors said his head was fine enough for him to go back home. But it hurt. Pounded. And he was kinda cold and tired.
So, so tired.
He leaned on Chris and closed his eyes, he breathed in his smell. It was familiar. Comforting.
God, his fuzzy brain really really liked him.
Maybe he could even love him.
Maybe he could learn to love them again.
Or even better, remember.
"Tired, sunshine?"
Ron moaned. He stretched a hand out, grasping at Tom's hand. So soft and warm.
Oh, he must have been so lucky, somewhere, sometime in the past, if they stuck with him.
"Let's get you to bed, baby. Think you can walk?"
He tried.
Chris caught him.
Wow.
Oh, wow...
Strong.
God, his husband was so strong.
Husband.
That had a nice sound.
He wrapped his arms around Chris's neck.
"I got you. I got you, never going to let you fall."
Tom followed close and settled on his other side, on the bed, holding him.
"We'll catch you, no matter how high our Sunny may fall."
Somehow, he didn't know why, or maybe he did, he wasn't worried about falling anymore.
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