Look After You {Sequel To Lost In Stereo}

Chapter Thirty Three-Claire De Lune

"Thomas Edison's last words were 'It's very beautiful over there'. I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful." -John Green

Tellie had never been one of those girls who generally liked boys. She had had little crushes here and there but never really thought if boys as a main priority. So of course she was confused when Liam said something about her having a boyfriend. She'd almost laughed at him. She wasn't sure why she hadn't. Could she even remember how to laugh?

Tellie laid tensely in the hospital bed, her back to Louis as she tried to sleep. She wanted to be alone more than anything, but she knew Louis wasn't going to leave anytime soon. So Tellie tried to make the best of it, having conversations with herself in her head, pretending to sleep when she wasn't tired at all. She suppressed a sigh as she closed her eyes. Not wanting to look at the terrible hospital room any longer. She hated everything about it, the smell, the look, the way silence filled it. It was always that quiet that she could hear her father breathing in the background.

Tellie wanted to be able to sleep, but she could hardly get comfortable with the hospital sheets and the weird cord connecting her wrist to something Tellie had no clue what it was, or what the purpose was. Finally letting out the sigh she'd held in for so long, she opened her eyes slowly sitting up the bed and looking to Louis.

"Why do I have to stay here?" She asked cluelessly. She truly wanted to know, and for a second she thought Louis wasn't going to tell her, before he finally spoke.

"You were in a coma T.J," He said, "they're not just going to let you leave straight away."

"Why do you call me that?" Tellie asked tilting her head in confusion. "Zayn did too...I don't know why you would call me that...it's just...I don't get it."

"That's why you can't leave." Louis replied. "If you can't even remember your own name..."

"I do know my name." Tellie shot back instantly. She swallowed the lump in her throat as Louis looked at her. She wasn't sure whether he was looking at her with sympathy, or if he was going to laugh at her.

"What's your full name?" He asked momentarily. Tellie bit her lip, her mind racing as she tried to recall what her name was. But as hard as she thought it wouldn't fully come to her.

"Tellie...?" She said finally, although it was more a question then an answer. Louis sighed shaking his head.

"It's okay if you don't remember Tells," He assured her. "You just got out of a coma it's okay to forget stuff-"

"I can remember all the notes for Clair De Lune." Tellie cut in. "I could play it if there was a piano, I can tell you everything about it. It was composed by French man Claude Debussy in 1903 and it was used in the Twilight film and it consists of four parts-"

"Whoa shh sweetie." Louis hushed. Tellie hadn't even noticed how her voice has risen with every word she said, how her weak muscles had tensed and she'd felt like a total failure. She didn't want to be so weak minded, not even knowing her name sounded so stupid.

What's my name...?" Tellie whispered slouching in the bed. "I feel stupid not knowing..."

"Your names Cristell." Louis said, almost just as silently. His emotions were all jumbled up as he looked at Tellie, so confused and clueless.

"What kind of a name is that?" Tellie spat, muttering a quick sorry afterwards.

"Your mother chose it." Louis admitted.

"Where is she?" Tellie asked laying back down on her side as best as she could, looking to Louis her eyes like a plea for help.

"Tells..." He murmured straightening in his seat. "You don't remember do you...?"