Kat's POV
I open my eyes only to be blinded my bright lights. I flinch and close my eyes, blinking a few times before I can actually see where I am. There's machines beeping and everything smells sterile. I look down at my arm to find an IV attached to it. What? Am I in a hospital? I sit up only to be met with a pounding headache.
"Ouch" I groan placing my hand on my head.
"Kat?" I hear a sleepy British accent come from the chair I hadn't noticed in the corner. I furrow my brow in confusion.
I don't know anyone with a British accent. I look over to see a very excited boy with golden blonde slightly messy hair rush over to me.
"Kat! You're awake!" he exclaims wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace.
"Uh, do I know you?" I say confused and slightly creeped out that some random guy is hugging me.
"What?" he backs up slightly looking just as confused as me.
"Kat, it's me, Louis?" he says in a questioning tone.
"Who?" I ask even more confused than before. Am I supposed to know this guy?
"Oh my god.." he breathes out a hurt expression covering his face.
Next thing I know a doctor comes in and explains to me what happened.
Apparently I was in a car accident with some guy named Harry and now I've lost my memory. Last thing I knew I was 17 living with my parents in America and now I'm 19 in some hospital in London with amnesia. I can't even believe what's happening. As the doctor finishes examining me he tells me I can go home.
"Wait, where do I live?" I say as the doctor walks out of the room. Damn.. Didn't catch him in time.
Just then Louis stands up from the chair he was sitting in.
"You live with me" he says with an sympathetic smile walking over to me.
"Well, me and Harry" he explains sitting down on the edge of my hospital bed.
Great, now this guy I barely know has to tell me my whole life story. I kinda feel bad for him though. He shouldn't have to deal with taking care of a girl that can't even remember who he is. Wait, if I live with him, does that mean..
"Are you my boyfriend?!" I blurt out.
"No, just your best friend" Louis laughs slightly, but there's a different emotion in his eyes. Sadness? Why would he be sad? Maybe because his best friend doesn't even remember who he is my subconscious reminds me. Oh yeah..
"Oh" I say blushing slightly. "So who's Harry?" I ask.
"Harry is-" he's interrupted by his phone ringing.
"That would be Harry now" he says after looking at his phone. "I'll be right back" he says before walking out of the room.
I can't quite make out what he's saying but I assume he's explaining everything to Harry, whoever that is. I guess I'll have to wait until he comes back to find out.
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Forgotten Love
FanfictionKatherine Elizabeth Thatcher, better known as Kat, has had a terrible accident and lost her memory. When she wakes from her coma she finds out that she's apparently best friends with the internationally famous boy band One Direction. But what happen...