Remember

Chapter 16

The next day

Niall-

Everything seemed to have calmed down after what happened yesterday. Amy would talk to me from time to time, but just of regular conversation.

Sometimes they were awkward, but after a while we've just gotten used to it.

Greg was on the phone, trying to get a hold of our parents, to tell them I was finally back.

I just sat on a chair in front of the house, watching the front yard. It was afternoon, with the sun still up in the sky and and clouds forming in some places. It felt good as the warm air touched my skin, bringing me it's comfort.

The sound of the door opening scared me, making me nearly jump. I turned my head, seeing Amy step out. She glanced at me, and then made herself look up at the sky.

"Beautiful isn't it?" She calmly spoke, her arms folding and resting on the wood railings on the porch.

"Yeah." I replied.

She flipped her brown hair and looked at me, her hazel colored eyes deeply gazing into mine. She didn't speak though, she just stayed staring. She was thinking, I could tell.

I looked away, angling my eyes back to the garden. Watching as the leaves on trees moved with the wind. It felt good to be relaxed after what's been happening lately.

"Niall?" Greg popped out of the front door.

I turned around on my seat to look at him, who was now standing at the doorway.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Mom and Dad are on their way." He said through a smile.

I nodded, and he slipped back into the house.

That was just great. My own parents we're coming to see me, not knowing of the terrible news that we're about to hit them.

I didn't even know what they looked like.

"Are you okay?" Amy sat on a chair beside mine.

"Mhm, yeah." I sighed.

"Don't worry, your parents will understand." She said.

I faked a smile and remained watching the garden. Folding my arms and putting them behind my head to rest on.

"Do you know why this happened?" She asked.

"Why what?"

"How did you lose your...memories?" She asked again.

Through a slow breath, I shook my head.

"I don't even know." I bit hard on my bottom lip.

How did this happen to me? That was such an important question I've never even asked myself.

"That night, when you disappeared," she started to say softly.

"It was our engagement party. You had overdrank, and before we knew it, you had left the party."

She stood up and walked to the wood railing, resting her back on it as she began to speak again.

"I was worried, I thought something was wrong. But Greg stopped me and told me you just needed time to think to yourself." She took a long inhale and breathed, as if telling me this was hard for her.

"I shouldn't have listened to him. I knew I should've ran after you, but I didn't." She said, turning her head to hide the disappointed expression on her face, as a car approached the driveway.