Amnesia

chapter 9

emma's pov:

When the maze runner was over, I look over to Michael and see him asleep. I gently tug on his shirt, causing him to wake up. "What were you dreaming about?" He blushed gently, shaking his head.

"Tell me!" I hit him with a pillow and straddle his waist. "Tell me or I'll hit you again." I say with a gentle smirk on my face. He shrugs. "It wasn't a dream.. It was more like a memory." I nod and hit him again.

"What was that for?" "You didn't tell me what they were about." He crosses his arms. "Well, it looked sort of like this but we were making out and watching pokemon." I giggle and get off of his waist, becoming embarrased.

"Why did you get off?" He said with a playful pout. "Because.. I didn't want it to be weird. You can go back to sleep if you want." I start playing with my fingers and look down, not in Michael's direction.

He pulled me down on the bed so we were laying beside eachother. "Why would it be weird?" He says, turning and laying on his side and looking at me.
"I don't know.. It's weird, you know? Not being able to kiss you or hug you or anything whenever I want to.. I wish none of the crash ever happened. I want to be yours and I want to be with you but you can't remember."

Michael has a few tears forming in his eyes as he looks at me sternly. "I remember.. Just not everything. I don't care if you kiss me or hug me. I would actually like it. Whenever I come in contact with you, It helps actually. That's why I have little memories."

I smile a bit and sit up, still playing with my fingers. He was right, my hands were really smooth. I lick my lips and Michael sits up as well.

"I wish I could remember faster. I really do. But until then, Can we just pretend nothing happened?" Michael asks and I shrug.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

later that night ;

While I was sleeping, Michael woke up. It was around four a.m. He walked downstairs and into the living room, picking the picture up from the ground. "I can remember."

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