sorry :( kind of a boring, filler chapter
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So she said what's the problem baby
What's the problem I don't know
Well maybe I'm in love
We're accidentally in love
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NIALL'S POINT OF VIEW
I let go of Harry immediately and he massages his throat and shoots me a glare. We both run over to Gene's bedside. She seems to be concentrating on something, her eyebrows are furrowed and a frown settles upon her lips.
"Gene? Are you alright?" I ask, panicked at the expression on her face.
"Where are your piercings?" She finally asks, still frowning. I can't hold back a relieved sigh that falls from my lips. She remembered me.
"I love you Gene." I say, kissing her forehead. I don't care if she doesn't love me back. I don't care if she just broke up with me. She was mine, no matter what. A small part of me wonders if she even remembers breaking up with me.
The nurse hurries over and checks Gene's heart beat. She then gently takes Gene's arm to check her pressure points and Gene winces.
"Careful." I hiss.
"Sweetie, I know this hurts, but you'll only feel it for a second, alright?"
Gene nods and I take her other hand in mine. She smiles up at me before clenching her teeth as the nurse injects her with some shit that's suppose to get rid of the pain not fucking cause it.
"Alright, all done, dear. See, is wasn't too bad. Now, I'm going to call in the doctor, alright?" The nurse smiles at us, before leaving the room.
"Are you alright?" I immediately ask once she's gone.
"Yah, I'm just sore all over." Gene smiles despite her condition and I want to kiss her so bad.
"Wh-what's the last thing you remember?" Harry asks from next to me. I would tell him to shut up, but I'm curious as well.
Gene gives Harry a strange look before answering.
"Uh, all I remember is skating with Niall and then running into some guy. And my head really hurt as well." She says. She's about to go on, when Harry and I speak her name at the same time.
"What?" She asks.
"Gene..." Harry begins. He swallows and the sound echoes throughout the room.
"Gene," I say. "You didn't go skating with me. You went with Harry."
"Harry? Who's Harry? No. I'm pretty sure I went with you." She gives us a look.
"You...don't remember." Harry says. His voice is throaty and hoarse. "You don't remember me?"
"Am I suppose to?" She asks, making Harry flinch.
"No." He says before walking out of the room. Gene desperately turns to me, confusion plainly written on her face.
"What did I say? Is he angry at me?" She asks.
"Gene, you hit your head really hard, and it fucked up your memory. You didn't go with me, babe. Harry took you." I squeeze her hand gently.
Tears begin welling up in her eyes.
"Was he my friend?"
"Yes. But he's also the reason you're in the hospital."
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