Chapter 9

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(Luke's P.O.V)

The sun peered through the window and hit me on my pale face. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking rapidly to try and get used to the bright light. I looked around and noticed I was on the floor in yesterdays clothes. I groaned as I forced my numb body to its feet. I stumbled across the bedroom floor and tried to remember last nights events. As my eyes landed on several empty beer bottles it all came back to me.

It felt as something inside me punched my heart causing my blood to pump around in a fast pace. Exactly like a massive adrenaline rush.

Aurora has amnesia. She don't remember who I am. She don't remember us. Heck, she don't even remember herself.

Think Luke. What can I do to make her remember?

I walked around the bedroom searching in my head for any ideas. I stopped and looked up with wide eyes. I can take her here. Back home to where we live.

I smiled at the thought that might actually succeed.

I grabbed my keys and sprinted towards my car to drive to the hospital.

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(Auroras P.O.V)

I carefully opened my heavy eyelids only to look at an empty and depressing white wall. I sighed as I realized that I was still in this god forsaken hospital.

It's not that I don't appreciate what the doctors have done for me. They saved my life. But when you've been in a hospital for a while it gets really boring. I looked to my side to see numerous of 'get-well-cards' and beautiful bouquets of all kinds of flowers. I've read through the cards already and I have absolutely no idea who all of these people are. Well they have to be someone who cares about me. Maybe family or close friends.

My own thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on the door to my room. It was that guy that was here when I woke up for the first time.

He came closer and smiled at me. I returned the smile just to be polite. I don't know this guy. His eyes lit up and his chest started to rise up and down fast. Maybe I accidentally gave him false hope by smiling.

"Y-You remember me?" His voice cracked by the joy.

I pressed my lips down forming a straight line and looked down on my bed before looking up at him with sympathy in my eyes.

"I'm sorry"

His mouth formed a 'o' shape as if he just realized something. He pressed his lips together almost creating a pout. By doing this his deep dimples started to show. He looked at the ground and fiddled with his feet.

"Oh. Uh. Sorry"

He looked up.

"I just figured that you smiled because you recognized me but.." He trailed off, his eyes focused on the ground again.

I just sat there quietly on my bed.

The random guy then stepped even closer and softly leaned over, almost sitting on my bed.

I could tell he was thinking about something by his facial expressions. He sighed deeply before taking a deep breath and pointed his attention to me. He looked me in my eyes. And at that specific moment, something happened. His eyes. A deep deep blue.

"Luke" my voice spoke before even have had processing it through my brain.

He shot up and looked at me with wide eyes.

We just stood there in silence before I broke it:

"I'm sorry" I laughed at my stupidity. Of course his name wasn't Luke. "I don't know why I said that"

"I know why" he said while trying to catch his breath.

"My names Luke"

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