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Niall, why?

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"Me.Horan is fine. But a part of the car- probably the wheel or something in front hit the front of his head. Anyways, he might have slight memory loss. So please don't pressure him to remember right away, let him figure it out alone. If he has family let them kno-"

"He doesn't talk to any family."

"Oh, alright. Well just remember don't pressure him to remember easily. The memories should come back soon though."

"Do you know how long it would take?"

"Days, weeks, months, years maybe. But the memories will be back."

With that she left.

How am I suppose to do anything? I can't even function right now. He probably doesn't even know me!

What if h-

I was snapped out of my thoughts when a man came in front of me.

"Excuse me Danielle? You may see Niall now. But be careful he is asleep from all the things we needed to give him." He says and I nod.

"He's in the recovery room, room twenty-seven (27)"

"Okay thanks." I say and rush over to the room.

It was on the first floor- luckily.

I see room twenty-seven and enter.

I'm so shocked- Niall having tubes and needles in him with bandages around his head.

My poor baby.

I grabbed a chair and sat it next to him.

I just stared at him, suddenly I just grab his hand and intertwine it in mine.

I am on the verge of tears, laying my head on our hands.

"Why Niall. Why'd you do this? Baby why?" I whisper knowing he won't hear me.

I pick up my head and wipe tears with my free hand.

Oh Niall why did you do this?!

"Nia-Niall please." I whisper still crying.

I look up to his face, covered in scratches.

I caress his cheek and smile.

"Niall you look so peaceful." I whisper.

His eyes start to flicker open.

That's a surprise! I mean he just had surgery.
He looks around then finally at me.

"Hey baby." I whisper with tears falling down my cheek.

He gives me a confused look and continues to look around.

" How are you?" I ask him.

He let's go of my hand and I frown.
"I'm fine just a big head ache." He answers calmly.

"Oh well the doctor should be in soon." I lightly smile, but sad he let go of my hand.

He looks around and finally stares at me.

"Is there something on my face?" I ask then giggle, he smiles and shakes his head.
"What's my name?"
"Your name is Niall. Niall James Horan"
"Oh."
"Yeah it's a lovely name."
"I have a question," he says and stares at me.
"What's your question?"
"Who are you?" He ask.

I felt it again, sadness.

My Niall- my lover doesn't know me.