Waiting for Superman - Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 13

When I woke up, I knew that it was still the same day as when I got released from the hospital. I still don't remember anything like the doctor said I would. I thought that maybe sleeping would work, but it didn't help one bit. I groggily swung my legs over the side of the bunk and stood up letting my feet touch the cold floor beneath my feet. I walked into the kitchen of the bus looking around as I hugged myself for warmth.

"Mary? Why are you awake?" I heard a soft sleepy voice say behind me.

 I turned around and blushed a little when I saw, who I think was, Louis without a shirt on.

"I-I couldn't sleep. It got too cold." I said quietly as I looked at my feet rubbing my arms to stay warm.

"Sorry. I don't normally keep a blanket on my bunk. It gets too hot on here..." Louis shrugged.

"Oh, I fell asleep on your bunk? I-I'm so sorry. I-I'll sleep on the couch..." I shook my head frantically as I sat on the couch curled up in a ball.

"No, Mary. It's fine. You can sleep on my bunk. I don't mind...." Louis said sitting next to me.

"I-I feel so stupid. I don't remember anything.....I just want my memory back..." tears filled my eyes as I buried my face in my knees.

"Mary.....I promise...we'll do everything we can to help you get your memory back...." Louis said pulling me into a warm hug.

 I let out a shaky breath as I nuzzled into Louis' chest. His scent flowing through my nose as he hugged me.

"L-Louis?" I muttered as I looked up to him.

"Yes, Mary?" He asked with a soft smile as he looked at me.

"I-I'm sorry if this freaks you out, but.....can you kiss me? Just so I can see if I remember anything?" I asked a little quietly.

 Louis quietly chuckled as his lips formed into a grin.

"I thought you'd never ask..." He said before he softly pressed his lips to mine.

 I blushed as I closed my eyes and searched my mind for something. Louis slowly pulled away and looked at me with a hopeful gleam in his eyes.

"Anything?"

"I-it....it didn't work..." I said covering my face with my hands.

"Mary...sh...calm down....it's ok. We'll find another way to help...." Louis said moving my hands and looking me in the eyes.

"What if I don't get my memory back, Louis? I'd have to start over with you, with Niall, and the other boys." I said shaking my head.

"Look at the good things that can come out of this. You don't have any memory of your dad. You won't have to worry about those thoughts coming back. You don't have to keep reliving those moments every time you go to sleep. You'll be able to have a happier start...." Louis said as he wiped the tears from my cheeks with his thumbs.

"What if my memory loss causes my depression to get worse?"

"I won't let you get down on yourself because of that. I'm going to do everything I can to keep you from getting upset and guilty about not remembering us." He told me wrapping me in a tight hug again.

"Thank you..." I whispered softly as I closed my eyes feeling Louis' warmth seep through my shirt on to my skin.

"You're welcome, Mary...." I heard him mumble before I fell asleep.

---next morning---

I woke up to the sounds of shuffling feet and an empty space next to me on the couch. My body heat was gone, and I was freezing like last night except this freezing made me feel lonely, like I was missing someone. I sleepily opened my eyes and sat up looking around trying to pin point the source of the footsteps. I stood up and walked into the tv room on the bus and found all of the boys sitting in there talking.

"Wh-what's going on?" I asked confused.

"Nothing. We were just talking. Trying to figure out ways to help you regain your memory..." Louis said making me smile a little.

I walked over to where he was sitting on the couch next to two of the other boys whose names I have forgotten and sat on his lap cuddling into him.

"Did we miss something last night?" one of the boys asked.

"No, she was just cold last night and couldn't sleep. I woke up and talked to her for a while until we both fell asleep on the other couch." Louis said as I smiled contently and closed my eyes.

"Does she remember you?" another boy asked Louis making me groan.

"Just because I lost my memory doesn't mean I'm stupid. I understand what you're saying, and no, I don't exactly remember him. But I'm getting closer to him then the rest of you. He was willing to kiss me last night to see if that would help me get a tiny piece of my memory back..." I said with a sort of sad look on my face.

"Did it work?" the boy sitting on Louis' left side asked.

"No, it didn't, and I'm really sad about that. I'm really sorry, but I might've forgotten your names...." I said biting my lip nervously.

They laughed a little and looked at each other.

"Niall. I'm your brother, and I'm kind of hurt that you don't remember me..." the blond Irish boy sitting on Louis' right side said.

"Well, it's honestly not my fault. So, continue, I literally don't remember any of you..." I said laughing.

After a few minutes of the boys telling me who they were, we decided to just have a little movie day. I was laying on the couch cuddling with Louis the whole time as he kept whispering things to me about the fun I've had with him and the boys two months before everything happened. At some moments, I couldn't believe that I acted like that round them. Even though I couldn't remember any of this, Louis was still doing the best he could to help me remember. I knew that he really did want me back to normal, but I couldn't help but think about what we were before I lost my memory. Were we together, or were we just really good friends? I have no idea, but I hope I remember him soon.