Together Forever. {Sweeran fanfic}

Ed

I couldn't believe what Taylor just wrote on the paper. She doesn't know who I am? Or maybe herself.

"We'll take the CT and a MRI just in case." The doctor said. Me and Andrea both nodded.

"I'm so sorry Andrea." I said holding her hands.

"I'm sorry too." She said with a sigh.

"I really can't believe. I'm so shocked." I said. Andrea nodded.

"Sir we're gonna take Ms. Swift to the MRI" the doctor said.

"Yes thank you." I replied and I saw Taylor strolled away.

One hour passed and the results came.

The doctors checked it but there was nothing. No tumor or anything. She was clean.

"She might just be in shock. She'll get her memory back in a few days to three weeks. If not, please come to the hospital again. Taylor is ready to go home if you sign this." He said and handed a paper to Andrea since she was her mother.

I prayed for her to get her memory back, I don't care how much it takes.

Andrea signed the paper and payed.

Taylor was able to walk and we went to the car.

"Thank you." She wrote on the paper.

We gave her a pen and a paper for her to write since we knew she had a sore throat from the screaming and the yelling.

I nodded to her.

"How about we turn on the radio? Taylor's song might be on. She might regain some memories..." I suggested to Andrea.

She nodded and turned the radio on.

Sure enough, WANEGBT got on first.

"It sounds like me." Taylor actually said in a shaggy, cracky voice.

"Do you know who you are?" I asked in a really gentle soft, nice voice.

Taylor frozen and shook her head no.

I sighed to myself and nodded.

I took my seat again and it was a silence to Taylor's house.

"We're here Taylor. Your house. Well apartment." Andrea said.

Taylor nodded and we went up to Taylor's floor.

"Woah this thing is called Grammy right?" Taylor said looking at one of her Grammies.

Andrea and I looked at each other and then Taylor.

"This place is wonderful. So this place is mine? I'm a singer? Wow this guitar. Oh I play the banjo? Ukulele? Oh my god. This piano. How many awards did I won?" She kept questioning and it made me and Andrea sadder and sadder.

"Taylor aren't you tired? How about we got to bed? With you cat too?" Andrea asked.

"Sure." Taylor replied and went off behind Andrea.

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"Taylor's asleep." Andrea said half an hour later.

"What should we do?" I asked.

"We should wait. I know she'll get her memory back. I know it. She's my girl. She's strong." Andrea said with confidence in her voice.

"You can go home, Ed. I'll be just staying here." She added.

"My room's next door. I'll stay here too." I said.

Andrea nodded and I chose a room.

I was in bed looking up at the ceiling.

What if Taylor didn't get her memory back?

What if Taylor won't like me anymore?

What about her music career?

Does she remember her songs?

Did she actually record all her songs for her new album?

Is she gonna be alright for the rest of her life?

Lots of question came in my head.

They were around and around my head.

This is all my fault. I left her like she was a garbage.

I loved her but I don't think she'll ever love me again.

I felt really bad.

I decided to sleep but I couldn't.

How can this happen?

It's unfair.