He Can't Remember

Seeing him...And four other guys

A door slammed and I jerked awake to find the nurse with red hair holding the door with both hands keeping something out of the room. I jumped out of the bed and ran across the shiny floors to help her hold it shut. With one hand pushing on the door, with the other I turned the lock and both of us fell to the ground breathing hard as someone repeat banged on the door.  I looked over at her with a questioning look on my face.

" What in the world is happening?" I said, my breathing returning to normal.

" That," she said pointing to the door which had finally stopped being banged on, the shadows leaving." Is the paparazzi."

" Why is the paparazzi banging down my door? I didn't think that I hit anyone so super important."

" You mean you don't know who you hit?" She said looking over at me with that have you been under a rock type look.

" No. I don't. It was kind of dark so I couldn't get a very good look at his face. Who did I hit?" I said. I hit some one important? Like how high important. Like major superstar or  government official? As my head swarmed the nurse started to talk but then stopped when she noticed I wasn't listening. She sighed and I looked over.

" Why don't you see for yourself. He hasn't woken up yet but maybe you still want to look at him if the coast is clear." She said getting up and looking out the window. Pulling the curtains back she turned her head looking left then right. Looking down at me, she said," Well, I don't know if you want to meet him in only that."

Looking down, I remembered that I still had my hospital robe on.

" Hold up I 'll get you a shirt and jeans. You look about my size." She said as I got up. " You think you can stay here for a little while longer while i go grab them?"

" Yeah. Thank you." I said

" No problem. I was going to get rid of them after work any way. To donate them to charity." She said hastily, probably so that I wasn't going to think that they were bad. I sat down on the bed and she left the room. Before long she came back with a pretty black shirt with a tie that I made a bow with in the back. She also handed me a pair of dark jeans that were a little big. She handed me a belt.

" I thought that they might be a little big so here is a belt." The black belt had a silver clasp in the front. I looked down at my feet. I didn't want to bother her for shoes but I didn't think that they would let me walk around bare foot.

" Sorry. I didn't have any shoes other then the ones on my feet. But if you want I'll let you walk around bare floor. A lot of our older residents do it. Though the floor does get really cold in some places." She said.

" Thank you for this." I said.

" Hey, no problem. You can keep the clothes if you want. I got a bunch others that I can donate." she said a smile spreading across her face. I think that we just made each others day a lot more enjoyable.  Looking out the door she hurriedly walked me down the halls of the hospital. We turned around corners and went up a few flights of stairs before we came to a wood door. My feet were really cold. She wasn't kidding. It gets extremely cold in some parts. She knocked on the door and opened it.

Inside, the boy I hit was laying in a slightly larger bed then what I had.  His hair was no longer covered with blood and his chest still raised and lower as fast as it had when we were sitting in the cars. His eyes were still closed. How long had he been out? I walked over to his bed and looked at his face. His hair swept off to one side. His skin was clearer than any person that I have ever seen. Well except, for the scratches and cut on his cheek. He looked peaceful.

" Does he look familiar to you now?" She said. She seemed excited.

" No, I still am not sure who this guy is." I said looking at her. He looked to young to be in politics though I don't really pay attention to that stuff very much. He could be like a singer but I still don't know.

She sighed. " Well I guess-."

The door opened and four guys ran into the room and tried to quietly closing the door but were forced to shut it quickly and sort of loudly because of the wave of paparazzi that swarmed the door like bees going after someone in those cartoons. They turned after shutting the door and stared at me with a surprised look. I looked at all of them.

The shortest had blond spiky hair with brown in the back. His blue eyes had a soft but worried look to them. Like you could go to him for help or some one to make you smile.  Next to him was a boy with brown springy curls. His eyes were a striking green eyes. He was confused but was looking me up and down turning form me to the nurse. His eyes stayed on the nurse for a while before turning to the bed.

Behind him was a mysterious looking guy. His spiky black hair was tall. His dark brown eyes seemed more shy then the others, and I was right as he turned his head away from me after only holding eye contact for a second. And finally at the end stood a boy with  grey blue eyes. He looked older than the others but he seemed like someone that you could go to for a laugh but his eyes held a strong sense of worry.

I looked back at the boy laying on the bed.  His chest still raised up and down, up and down. His brown hair still swept to one side. He shifted in the bed and turned to look at the wall looking away from me and the guys.

The blond one was the first to move after they first entered the room and we stared at one another. He walked over to the boys bed and sat next to him rubbing his hand on his back. A single tear dropped down his cheeks as he looked over at me.

Then looking past me he stared at someone else." Harry. Is he going to be all right?" He had an accent. Not a British one.

" Don't worry, Niall. Liam is going to be all right. Right nurse?" I turned around and the boy with curly hair was talking to the nurse. He must be Harry.

She stuttered as she spoke." Yes. He is expected to make a full recovery. But he may be in a -" Harry put up his hand and walked over to Niall and sat next to him and pulled him into a hug. A tear fell down my cheek.