Hug

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Matt P.O.V.

"You...you.. wait, you remember something?"

Her eyes light up and a smile got bigger  as she is nodding her head.

"I think i do."

I opened my mouth to ask her again what is going on and to stop driving me crazy she began.

"I think i remember when we were moving in this house. All of this bags, and me standing here at the doors and the way room is looking right now. It is like a pictures are appearing in my head. But i am not sure i know if it really happened."

Her describing reminding me of a first day when we were bringing our stuff into this house. She brought her clothes upstairs to our room while i was still downstairs setting up decorations that we brought from places that we used to live. Placing last book on a shelve in our office and headed to see where Izzy is. 
When i reached top of the stairs i saw her standing there, in her yellow floral dress and beige ankle strap heels. She looked so beautiful. Her hair falling down past her shoulders shining on spring sun that is coming through a window.

"It did happen." I smiled at memory. "And yes it was when we were moving in. You were standing right here where you are right now."

My mind become too occupied with memories that i forgot about the important thing.
But luckily Izzy is here to snap me back to reality.

"Seriously? You are just going to stand there and daydream like nothing happened. Man, my brain is finally showing sings of functioning  and you don't care?"

Her words were followed by a light hit on my arm. Which definitely snapped me back. 
I had to look at her for a second to process everything that happened. And than it hit me.

"You remember!?"

I shouted a bit too loud. Izzy covered her ears silently cursing. 

"You remember!"

I had to say it again to be sure i got it all right.

"It looks like it. But please stop shouting."

She lowered her hands carefully being ready to place them back if i start to be loud again.

"Your first memory." 

I breathed out, calming myself down a bit.

"I am sure that in a short time you will be able to remember everything."

I know that it could take her a long time but i wanted to encourage her. Both of us to be exact.

"I hope so."

She simply answered before lifting up her bag again and heading toward wardrobe. But before she even made a two steps i called her name. She turned around.

"Yes?" Her sweet voice answered.
"Can i hug you?"

I wanted to hug her but i remember a list of her rules so i had to ask for permission.
She rolled her eyes but she spread her arms to hug me.
I was surprised how quickly she accepted my hug but i was secretly hoping she would and before she could change her mind i wrapped my arms around her. I missed this so much. Having her this close to me. Her resting her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head before she let go of me.
She gave me a suspicious look. And i honestly thought she would be mad but a slight smirk appeared on her lips.

"I am going to let this one slip." She winked before turning around and started placing her things back in wardrobe. 
OK this definitely means that she is not mad, and that i guess she thrust me more than she did a day ago, but i still don't know if this means that rules are off or no. I took a second to think about it and decided to still stick with rules for a sake of it. 

"You are confusing me." I had to admit it to her. 

But she only laughed as a response. 
I let her do her thing while i went down to order us some food. It have been a while since last time that we were in this house and it feels so good to be back. I sat down and lifted my legs on the couch. After about half and hour a door bell rang and i took out money from my pocket and went to open doors. Had a small talk with a delivery man and thanked him before closing doors. 

"Izzy, babe come downstairs the food is here."

She skipped down the stairs and sat on the bar stool next to me.

"What did you got us?"

I placed a box of food in front of her.

"Some of the Chinese, what we order most of the time."

I was ready to take a bite of my food but she cleared her throat.

"Something wrong?"

I checked her food and everything seems fine.

"Is there something that we do before we eat or? You know if we use to do something before it may help me now."
"Not really, i mean nothing special."

She nodded her head and we began to eat. And after a first bite she started her happy food dance.

"My God this is so much better than hospital food."  
"There is nothing that we do before we eat but you definitely do that almost every time while we eat."
"I can't help it, this is so good."

It is good to see that she is the same like she was before. That means that she doesn't pretend that she is someone she isn't. We finished eating and she went to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for bed. I prepared myself a bed in a guest room, not really happy with that but hey it is better than her refusing to come in house at all. Sound of shower stopped and in another ten minutes she walked out with her hair wrapped in big towel and her favorite red pajama on. She leaned on the door frame of my current room and started.

"You know i have been thinking."

I sat down on bed and gave her all of my attention.

"Maybe you don't have to sleep here?"
 
I definitely wasn't expecting this.

"Keep going."
"Well you were with me in hospital all of the time and i do now remember moving in this house and by the pictures on the walls it is pretty obvious that we are together so it is kind of silly that we are going to sleep in separate beds."
"I agree."

I was ready to jump and start to collect my things and move them back to our room but i stay cool and wait for her to see if she has something else to say.

"But that rule about no touching before asking is still on."

Both of us smiled. She is so uncomfortable talking about this.

"Why are you so uncomfortable?"
"I feel weird. It is not like i am inviting a guys to come to sleep in bed with me."
"Well i sincerely hope you don't."

She nodded her head in direction of our room. 

"Come on."   

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