Forever And Always (Ariana Grande Love Story

To remember, or not to Remember?

(Lol I'm like 5 months late but aye)

Drake's POV:

I heard faint noises of birds chirping silently. The sun illuminating the room as my eyes fluttered to the scenery of my window.

Have I been asleep? For how long?

I lifted myself from the bed practically slinging myself back onto the hardwood floor.

The fuck?

I noticed myself not exactly chained but kind of tied to the bed. My leg anyways. Confused by this I ripped off the ankle rope with my hands. Using too much force that it backlashed on my and I ended springing back even harder than last time.

Well fuck me I said rubbing my back.

My door flew open within seconds.

Ariana's POV:

"OH MY GOD DRAKE."

I came running to him as he looked confused to see me.

"ARE YOU OKAY? HOW ARE YOU FEELING? DO YOU NEED ANYTHING?! WHY ARE YOU ON THE FLOOR?!" I promised myself I wouldn't bash him with too many questions.

Too late

Again he wasn't saying anything. Even more confusion in his blue eyes than last time. It's almost as if his eyes were telling me something. Like they were representing the ocean and ships were getting lost and wrecked through a storm.

"Drake are you okay?" I questioned more firmly.

"I mean I know the doctor told me not to question you right away but like hello you've been in a coma for about 3 months now."

"What do you mean? Or even talking about? Who the hell are you?" He finally said.

His words confused me more than ever. Did he not remember me? Or does he just not remember anything period?

I flustered with my emotions and more pain was brought upon me.

"TONY" I called out.

Tony came in running and you could tell he was excited to see Drake awake.

"Aye vato!! How u doin?" He questioned Drake happily.

Drake didn't say a word.

"Aye c'mon ese don't act like you don't remember me!" Tony said with more fear in his voice more than anything.

"Am I supposed to?" Drake said with cold eyes wandering the room.

By this point everyone that was in the house came in to check in on Drake. Including the house doctor.

"Hello Drake I'm Dr. Britain. Have you been aware why you are here? Any memory?"

"All I know is I woke up tied by my ankle. I don't know why I'm here or why I'm tied up or who any of you are." Drake said with agitation.

Dr. Britain turned to Tony and I.

"It seems he has a bit of memory loss. How serious it is, well I don't know" he eyed Drake studying his behavior.

"We'll have to take him in for some testing on his memory loss and of course a regular check up to see if anything else is wrong"

"When can we bring him in?" I jumped quickly.

The doctor was a little frightened by my urgency but refrained from any further sarcasm.

"Yes well, I can fit him in for sometime next week." He gave Tony and I each a card. "Call me by say maybe in two days or so. I'll make an appointment to have your friend checked up on."

"So what do we do for now" Tony asked.

The doctor gave us a serious look. A look that made my stomach sink. A "well there's nothing you can really do" look.

And it put serious fear throughout my mind.

"Well for now I guess act normally as you would in your household. If he asks anything about his past refrain from telling him too much for you don't want to bring too much onto him and have him freak out. Tell him little by little. Hopefully he'll regain his memory by a couple weeks time. Usually

anesthesia like this happens with common comas and they should wear off in time."

"What if it doesn't" a small voice from the frame door said.

Proof walked in more closer, his brown eyes filled with confusion, guilt, and sorrow all at the same time.

"Well that's why we're gonna set up the appointment little guy. To make sure it's nothing serious." The doctor said smiling.

"Now if you don't mind, I have to attend back to my hospital. Hope to hear from you guys soon and hopefully with good news." He turned to Drake.

"Hang in there little man" he said putting his hand on Drake's shoulder.

And with that he left the room. Along with the other members of the household. It was just me, Tony, and proof left alone with Drake.

Awkward as hell, while I was anxious as hell to get alone with Drake.

So much I wanted to tell him, like things he missed out on, questions I still have, and thoughts I still wonder.

I looked at Tony and Proof.

All with the same question in our eyes.

How the hell do we handle this?