The Nerd and the Know-it-all (Hiro x reader)

Chapter 15- Lightweight

You wake up alone and on the ground; everything hurting. Your head throbs with every blink. Your eyelids heavy and it takes all you have to keep them open. You haven't the slightest clue where you are, how you got here, or even why it is that you're here. The last thing you remembered was hitting heads with a bushy haired bot smasher and kissing his nose.

You wonder where your mother is. All that could satisfy your pain right now was a hug from your mom.

Your throat is scratchy and your arms are sore, but you still manage to get the phone hidden in your camisole out and check the time.

The clock reads, "8:45," however the first thing you saw were a bunch of texts from a boy named Hiro.

Hiro- (Y/N)?! Where are you?! Please text back!

Hiro- I didn't want to have to bring this up.

Hiro- but I had Baymax install a microchip in your belt so I could track you.

Hiro- how did you get to the opposite side of Bloomside?

Bloomside. I'm in bloomside.

You- I don't know who you are. why am I in Bloomside?

Within a matter of seconds, you get a response.

Hiro- We're looking for your dad. Do you not remember? I'm coming to get you.

With this phone in your hand, you decide to scroll through the available pictures. Maybe it would jog your memory. Maybe they would give you a clue as to why you're in Bloomside. Perhaps even see how long it's been since you were in San Fransokyo. You scroll through the massive amount of selfies you've taken with Emila only to find one that stood out from the rest.

You had your head resting on the shoulder of the fluffy headed idiot that broke your robot. You both shared earbuds and by the placement of your arms, you could safely guess that you two were holding hands. The location says San Fransokyo but you were in a car, implying that you were leaving. All the pictures after that one were say a different location in each one. You eventually scroll down to find a video, curious, you click play.

The video shows you and the bot-breaker stating cheesy pick up lines. At the end you peck his cheek and smile, giving him a look that held so much love and passion.

Hiro- (Y/N) I'm here.

You click the contacts app and scroll to find this Hiro person. You find a silly picture of the bot-breaker and you. Hiro. Hiro is the bot-breaker!

You- you broke my bot!!

Hiro- I thought we were over this :(

You- How could I forget something as horrible as that?!

Hiro- Just wait, okay?

You don't respond, just huff and put your phone in your jacket pocket.

• • •

Everyone makes remembering look so easy. Amnesia is often just a glorified brain gap. Forgetting is forgetting and sometimes it takes a lot of work to remember something, no matter how hard you try. It's like trying to cook supper, but you have no instructions. Nothing makes sense until you finally work out the recipe in your head.

Hiro finds you staring at a blank wall. He repeats your name, trying to get your attention. After a couple tries you finally hear. "(Y/N)? I'm here!"

You grip onto the club that was to your right and gave the thing a squeeze. "Hello, Hiro." You hum a unknown melody after calling back.

"You okay?" He responds.

"Peachy." It was as if you had to force the words out of your mouth.

Hiro peers around the corner of the door frame to see you rocking back and forth, holding the club like a newborn. "(Y/N)?" He asks.

You stifle your movement and it was as if his voice being so close froze you. You stand up shakily—resembling a baby deer struggling to rise on its hooves for the first time. You act quickly as you spun around on your heels, walk over towards Hiro and hit his stomach with the club.

You were supposed to hit his head. The voice complains.

"I couldn't. Something about him, I just couldn't hurt him too much."