He was stumped, dumbfounded. Of all the things she could have said to him, and him of all people. His mind struggled to comprehend what was going on anymore. His mouth slightly ajar with what to say, so many questions and yet not one would come out.
She continued to look at him with an innocent little smile. There was no way she would say something like that to him, maybe in her head, but never out loud. She seemed different to him, though he couldn't place his finger on how.
"I'm sorry?" he questioned, finally able to muster up something to say.
"I said 'marry me' dummy" she giggled. This was definitely not normal behaviour for her. His concern growing again. Was this really the girl he knew? Was he in the right room? Did the doctors get it wrong? He had so many questions. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"What's your name?" She scrunched her eyebrows at the question, he obviously knew her so why would he ask her name? Surely, he must know her if he was in her room? But then she thought about it, and she realised she had no idea who the man sat in front of her was, so why was he here if they didn't know each other?
"Y/N. Y/N L/N. What's your name?" her head tilted to the side a little as she asked her question. His eyes shot open, if this really was her, how comes she didn't know his name? Instead of answering her, he decided to ask her a question that would hopefully explain things.
"What do you remember? About the accident?" she quirked a brow.
"What accident?" his suspicions were being answered, but he wasn't liking the answers.
"Why do you think you're in a hospital?" she thought for a moment but just shrugged at him. "Tell me how much of your life do you actually remember?" She went to answer him, but the question really made her think. What could she remember? Nothing. Not a single thing from any part of her life other than her name.
Her eyes grow wide with panic, but soon her expression settles, and she smiles. Soon that smile turns into laughter, pure, joyous laughter. The man beside her looked at her in confusion and worry.
"Holy fuck, I don't remember shit." She continues to laugh, whilst his eyebrows scrunch. She had never sworn before, well at least not openly and especially not in front of him. Why was she acting so different?
He didn't know how to confront her about it. Even if he asked her why she was acting so different, she wouldn't have an answer, she doesn't remember anything.
"You're acting... differently to before the accident." Her laughter stopped and her eyebrows furrowed.
"What do you mean?"
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Amnesia
Fanfiction(Ikr the title is so unique) What happens when an accident that puts you in a coma for three months gives you amnesia and seems to have changed your personality? Can you really be trusted? Guess you'll have to read to find out won'tcha. Idk how re...
