𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 II 𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕜𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕫

𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆

"Who are you?"
Her face filled with confusion as those words left her lips. I felt speechless as those words hit me like a dagger.

I came closer to her hospital bed, seeing her condition. She looked so weak and pale, as if the life was sucked out of her.
"You don't know me?"
I held back the tears wanting to form in my eyes as I looked down at her confused face. She seemed absolutely clueless.

"No...Or are you the guy from the radio?"
I wanted to sob, I wanted to fall to my knees and cry but I kept my composure and took a deep breath.
"I guess so."
She looked at the window briefly, a silence falling down on us as she gathered her thoughts.

She turned her head back to face me with a smile visible across her face.
"Why would you come visit me?"
I couldn't hold it back anymore and the tears started rolling down my cheeks, smearing my makeup. My sudden crying caused her to give me a worried expression.
"Are you ok?"

I kneeled down next to her bed and wiped away my tears as I sniffled to gather myself.
"Yeah, sorry. I must've had the wrong room.."

She still looked worried as I slowly stood up and walked towards the door.
"Could I get your name?"
I heard her as I opened the door. I turned around and smiled at her.
"Bill."

"Bill what happened?"
My manager rushed to me as she saw the state I was in. I didn't really want to talk to her right now, all I wanted was to scream.

𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽
The black haired boy stepped closer, gazing down at me. His happiness faded immediately as I asked who he was, he had such excitement in him but it all went away as soon as I asked.

"You don't know me?"
I could hear the lump in his throat, did I say something wrong? Was this that boy Grace was talking about? No it couldn't be, this is that guy from the band.
"No...Or are you that guy from the radio?"
He took a deep breath, the silence in the room was loud. He was a stranger, how should I have reacted?

"I guess so"
I looked out the window for a moment, he made me feel sad. I didn't know why, it felt as if my heart was urging me to talk to him but I didn't know why.

I looked out the window to see some of the fans still there which made me smile.
"Why would come visit..me?"
He had all those supporters and he chose a random stranger, who was this guy?

Just as I was analyzing his appearance, so desperately trying to remember why he seemed so familiar yet so estranged he broke down in tears and kneeled down next to my hospital bed.

"Are you ok?"
I was really worried, I mean this stranger just started crying right in front of me for seemingly no reason at all. As the black makeup ran down his cheeks I had an urge to wipe it away. He wiped the tears away himself as I was just about to reach out and he sniffled as he stood back up.

"Yeah sorry. I must've had the wrong room.."
As he walked away I noticed numbers written down on his hand, it might've just been me imagining it but it looked like my number.

"Could I get your name?"
He stopped before he opened the door and turned around with such a sorrowful smile.
"Bill."
With that he left.

I wanted to stop him, ask him if he was the guy but I didn't...I couldn't. I felt inferior to him, I felt powerless. I don't know how to describe it... it just felt like the wrong time.

𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽
Back at the hotel I couldn't have been happier to see my brother. I slumped down on the bed and started sobbing as he came over to my bed.
"Yo bro what happened? Did she dump you or something? Wait you were never a thing..."

It felt like he was rubbing salt into the wound by saying that. I couldn't even get a word out. I didn't even know her for that long but her completely forgetting me felt awful.

Tom just rubbed my back until I calmed down enough so I could tell him what happened.
"She forgot me Tom."
He looked at me with wide eyes.
"You're joking."
I shook my head and he frowned.
"Well did you tell her?"
I shook my head again and he looked at me with a sad yet puzzled expression.
"Why.?"
I looked at him as I wiped away another tear.
"I just couldn't stay there much longer...I would've just ended up crying for ages until I could tell her..."
Tom nodded in understanding, he took my hand and looked at it with a raised eyebrow.

"What's this?"
My eyes widened, I had completely forgotten.
"Her number!"
Tom got out his phone.
"Well let's not waist any time!"
I stopped him.
"Wouldn't it be weird?"
He chuckled and smirked as he held the phone to his ear.
"Not if it's me."

I looked at him nervously as he had the phone on speaker, it felt as if each dialing sound got further and further away from the last until it stopped...

"Dumont?"

✰𝐴／𝑁： I hope reading the situation from both POVs wasn't too boring!! It's 1:30 am on a school night, hope you enjoyed lol