A Boy and A Girl.

Remember Me (part1)

Prince POV.

Long day at work today! It's already 10:00pm and I am just leaving my office. Being a business man can be tiring at times.

The guard salutes me,"Good night, sir." I nodded,"Good night, Jeremy. "

I walk to my blue Lamborghini, It is my girlfriend, Aisha's choice.

I smile, remembering her beaming face when I first got this car.

I opened the car door and slid into the drivers seat. I am tired today. Just waiting to reach home and sleep.

Sighing, I start the car and drive out to the road.

The road was mostly empty, I pressed my foot on the gas and sped.

The next I heard was a loud hooking, I looked up to the road.

I had dozed off. And now I was dangerously close to this pair of headlights approaching me, speeding and changing lanes every second.

Either the driver was drunk or I had gone mad.

I clutched the steering tightly, pressed the brake pads forcefully, my car stopped.

Before I could heave sigh of relief, I was deafened by a loud loud sound and a forceful impact on the whole of my body.

I kept wondering what just happened, as an excruciating pain began in my head and I slunk into darkness.

Aisha POV.

I am sitting on my recliner sofa and watching NOTEBOOK.

Everytime I watch this movie, I feel emotional and lovey Dovey. My eyes were filled with tears of happiness as she remembered who was reading her the story.

With all their love pouring out, I suddenly remembered Prince, my boyfriend. He was to be working late today.

I glanced at my wrist watch, it is 10:30pm already, he must be home by now.

I pulled out my phone, dialled his number and called.

The phone rang for sometime, someone answered the call, it was not Prince.

Unknown: Hello, who am I talking to?

Aisha: I am Aisha, but who are you? Why are you answering when I have called my boyfriend??

Unknown: ummm... Ms. Aisha I am Richard, and I found your boyfriend in his battered car 20mins ago. We are taking him to Fortis Hospital, Brooklyn. I guess you will come there.

Aisha: (stammered) ye-ah, sure, I, I will be there. (tensed and almost shouting) Prince is OK right?

Unknown: He is alive. See you in the Hospital.

I hung up, my knees gave away. I was in tears, sobbing loudly.

I tried to think positive.

Nothing can happen to my Prince. He will be OK. He will surely be OK. Just hurt a little and must be joking with me.

Finally, when I was composed enough to drive, I stood up, still sobbing and sniffing, grabbed my keys and walked to my car.

I put full acceleration and speeded to the hospital.

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I pulled up into the hospital driveway and ran into the hospital, my tear stained cheeks and nervous eyes caused the receptionist to look at me intently.

Receptionist: Hello ma'am. Are you OK? Would you like some water.

I: n-no.
I let out a soft sob.