Never Leave My Side (A Niall Horan Story)

Never Leave My Side (Chapter Thirty)

*Sapphire'sPOV*

I stared at the doctor and blinked a few times. "I'm sorry, what?"

Dr. Kings took a deep breath. "Your father has minor amnesia. Meaning he can't remember things."

"Yes. I know, but you said he can remember some things, right?" I asked.

All of this is not making any sense. Dr. Kings said da has amnesia, but he still remembers. You don't "remember" with amnesia. Maybe it's just memory loss.

"Right. It's only minor." Dr. Kings told me.

I stood confused "I still don't understand, amnesia means "without" memory. How can he still "remember" if he... Never mind. Can I see him?" I asked, getting frustrated with all of this.

Dr. Kings sighed, "I don't think that's a good idea."

"What? Why not?"

Dr. Kings looked at me sadly. "He doesn't exactly remember having a daughter."

I felt my heart drop to my stomach hearing those words. "How? I've been here since the beginning." I asked quietly.

Dr. Kings looked up, "I'll try to talk to him. If you want to wait out there, I'll come get you as soon as I can." 

I nodded blankly and walked back down the hall. I walked in and Niall stood up, but I sat away from everyone in a corner to think. I couldn't even find it in myself to cry right now.

My da, the only person I have left to call family, doesn't even know who I am. I might as well be an orphan all over again. What if he takes one look at me and doesn't want me anymore?

How many years has he lost? How many memories had he lost, and will never get back? I already know he won't be the same. I already know he won't understand how to treat me. He doesn't even know who I am.

"Baby?" I heard Niall's sweet voice, and that's all it took. I let the years come, that somehow found their way to my eyes. Niall was quick to wrap me in his arms. "What happened?" He asked quietly.

I pulled away from him, and he wiped away my tears with his thumbs. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "He doesn't even remember me, Ni." I said, letting more tears fall down my cheeks.

"What do you mean?" He asked quietly.

I groaned. "What do you think I mean, Niall? My own father doesn't know who I am. Do I need to explain that in depth? How could you ask something so stupid?" I asked frustrated.

Hurt passed through his face as he pulled away. "I-I'm sorry... I'll just l-leave you a-alone." He said sadly.

He stood up to leave. "Ni...I-I'm sorry... I'm just really scared. I-I don't know what to do... Please don't leave me right now."

"I would never leave you, I was going to go get Zayn. He would be able to help you more than I can..." He said quietly.

I shook my head. "No. I just want to sit with you for a while." I said, grabbing his hand again.

Niall sat down on the floor in front of me, looking me in the eyes. "I love you." He said quietly.

I blushed and smiled at him. "I love you too, Nialler."

He lifted himself up a bit and kissed my lips softly. "You're so beautiful." He said, sitting back on the floor.

I ran my hands through his hair. "Thank you." I knew he was trying to distract me, and it was actually working. "You're handsome." I said, making him blush.