*3RD POV*
"Hello?" Cᴀʀᴏʟ waved ʜᴇʀ hand infront of 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐'𝒔 face.
"HᴇʟʟᴏOOᴏO? Pɪᴄᴏ?"
"𝑯𝒖𝒉? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕..?" 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 blinked a little, not sure what's going on.
"Pɪᴄᴏ?" He suddenly jolted awake, now aware of what happened.
"Hᴇʏ, ᴅᴜᴅᴇ, ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ?" Cᴀʀᴏʟ had a hand on 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐'𝒔 shoulder, looking into his eyes, a look of concern on her face.
"𝑾-𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕!? 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆." 𝑯𝒆 said, rubbing his eyes and shrugging Cᴀʀᴏʟ's hand off his shoulder.
"Uʜ ʜᴜʜ...Sᴜʀᴇ..." Sʜᴇ tried to get 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 to move off the chair and go to the couch, but it obviously wasn't working.
"𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆," 𝑯𝒆 stood up and started to walk out the door, when Cᴀʀᴏʟ stopped him.
"Nᴜʜ-Uʜ, Nᴏ-Wᴀʏ, Jᴏsᴇ́. Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ." Sʜᴇ stood in front of the door and gestured towards the couch.
"Gᴏ. Rᴇsᴛ."
"𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆!? 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅-" 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 suddenly remembered that 𝒉𝒊𝒔 gun was left at the bench. 𝑯𝒆 grimaced. But recalling the gun made 𝒉𝒊𝒎 recall the night, including 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑. 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 shook the thought away and focused on the matter at hand.
"𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒎𝒆?"
"Wᴇʟʟ, ғᴏʀ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs, ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ sʟᴇᴇᴘ. Aʟsᴏ, I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴋᴇɪᴛʜ's sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. Bᴜᴛ ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ..." Cᴀʀᴏʟ paused and then locked eyes with 𝑯𝒊𝒎.
"A ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ Kᴇɪᴛʜ's ɪs ᴀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ..." This...shocked 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 to say the least. 𝑯𝒆 wasn't used to people speaking to 𝒉𝒊𝒎 like that. Almost like a lost puppy, 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 obediently walked to the couch and flopped down on it. Sʜᴇ smiles at this, glad her friend is finally getting rest.
"𝒎𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆..."
"Hᴜʜ?"
"𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍..."
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FanfictionBoyfriend (Keith or Cam) has lost his memory, the only thing he remembers is that he is Girlfriend's (Layla) boyfriend. It becomes everyone else's personal mission to help Keith get his memories back. Relationships are Whit-roll, BfxGf, and Pico sti...
