Forget Me Not (Nouis)

8th Petal: LOL, WHUT?!

Oh gods...

They're all staring at me! Hahaha, I'm sure you thought something bad happened! Got you there, didn't I? Ha!

No, nothing happened. They're just staring at me like they've seen a ghost, especially the men in suits. Liam said that maybe it's because they can't believe that I was there, in flesh and blood. Though they know that I survived, they still can't grasp the fact that I really got an amnesia. And that I greeted them a good morning.

Zayn mentioned that I've been really grumpy a few days before the accident that even with the bosses, I'm not polite. I just kept on snickering and frowning and cursing under my breath. I asked him if he knows why I behaved like that but he said that he doesn't know. After all, I'm a secretive person. Me, secretive? Ha! Maybe I'm being abnormal during those days, not secretive. Or maybe I was really secretive but it's just a side effect of being an abnormal.

"Niall... Niall... Niall!"

My day dreaming was cut off when someone snapped their fingers in front of my face. I looked around and saw that everyone is already staring at me, I felt myself blush.

"S-sorry. What was it again?"

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

"We just said that, we will not let the public know about your condition."

"Uhm, may I know why?"

"Ni, we can't just dropped the bomb on their faces. People will panic especially the fans. And a lot will criticize you. Tell you bad things." Liam said softly.

I looked down and bit my lip. So that's what's going to happen huh?

"Isn't that unfair? To the fans mostly? I mean, they're our supporters. Because of them, One Direction is here now. They deserve to know what's happening." I reasoned out.

"No. We can't. You know how this industry works Niall. This is going to be a big issue. This is going to be the talk of the town... for decades."

He's exaggerating, the Man in Suit A. Of course it's not. Atleast not for 'decades'. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I was defeated, so I just let them be. I won't win anyway.

"Fine. Have it your way."

It hasn't been an hour yet I already feel exhausted. Are meetings always like this? Like they're eating your energy. I sighed and looked down again.

"Ni, are you feeling okay?"

I looked up and saw Liam's puppy eyes staring at me worriedly.

"If you feel tired, we won't force you to continue listening in the meeting. The management understands your condtion love."

I turned around and there he was. The one who has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen- Louis Tomlinson. Is it weird that when he said 'love' I felt my tummy fluttering? I blushed seeing his eyes staring at me. I just stared back until I heard someone clear his throat and we both looked at the Man in Suit B.

"You can rest Niall. We know you still haven't fully recovered yet."

"Nah. I'm fine. Let's just continue this. Besides, we're near to finish now aren't we?"

MIS A and MIS B looked at each other and then at me and MIS B nodded. I smiled and little and then they continued to talk. I can still feel eyes boring on my face so I turned around, expecting to see Louis but he's not staring at me. He's staring into nothingness. My eyes then jumped towards the man sitting next to him; the green-eyed boy- Harry Styles.

I don't know why but it seemed like I got lost in his eyes and time suddenly stopped. I heard my name mentioned by the MIS C so I faced him, pretending I am listening. But what's really playing in my mind is the way how Harry looks at me. I don't know why but I am fidgeting. I looked around again and saw Liam looking at me, his eyes asking if I'm alright. I smiled a little at him and nodded. And then I dozed off again.