Love is Forever, Right?

The Truth

Last chapter :) enjoy!

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Somewhere next to me an annoying buzzer was going off. I slowly peeled my eyes open to find to source. Instead I found three faces peering down on me.

"Oh my god she's awake! Someone call the nurse! Quick she's awake! Oh my god I can't believe this." the first women was in hysterics, crying and sniffling everywhere. My eyes roamed over her face. She seemed familiar but I couldn't place where I had seen her before.

The next person was a large intimidating man who was quietly crying and clutching my hand in a death grip. He also looked familiar, but again, I didnt know why.

The last person who had rushed out when I woke up now returned with a nurse following her. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. As the nurse walked over to me, I realized that I was in a hospital bed, the beeping noise was my heart monitor, and these people were freaking out because I had woken up.

"How are you feeling, honey? You had quite an accident." the nurse smiled at me. "now I'm going to ask your family to leave the room while I ask you some questions and run a few tests."

My family?

I watched these people file out of the room. I knew they looked familiar, but I don't recall them being my family.

My nurse settled down next to me in the car my "father" had recently occupied.

"So let's start with the basics honey. Do you remember anything about your life?"

I smiled when I remembered how when One Directions car hit me, they asked me the same thing. "I know my name is Payton True." I said confidently.

A worried look flicked across the nurses faces. Guess I'm already off to a bad start.

"Is that not right?" I asked nervously. I don't know if I could handle another "you don't exist" speech.

"it's ok." the nurse replied. "you might have a small case of amnesia. Your real name is Payton Ferris. Let's see what else you remember. Do you know why you're in the hospital?"

"well I can't exactly trust my memory anymore but I was walking along the beach with my boyfriend Harry when I said something I didn't like so ran out into the street and got hit by a car."

The nurse, whose name tag read Betty, scrunched up her nose.

"I'm so sorry honey. I know this might be hard to understand, but you have been in a coma the last four months. It's very common while in a coma that the person dreams very elaborate dreams and believes they are real."

At that point my entire world came crashing down. Again. I was just starting over with One Direction, or so I thought, and now I learn that it's not true? I didn't realize how badly I was crying and shaking until Betty gave me a hug. "I'll leave you along for a little bit. Dr. Peterson will be in soon to take a look at you and see if there are any other problems."

I cried even harder as she left.

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A few minutes later, what I assumed to be Dr. Peterson walked in. She introduced herself and took some quick tests. She then sat next to me in the same seat Betty was in.

She flipped through some of my papers before looking up. "Betty told me you have been having some memory loss? And you don't remember what happened?"

I attempted to lift my arm up to run my fingers through my hair, but it was to painful. I glanced down and was shocked with what I saw. Hundreds of scratches and deep gashes covered in bandages ran up and down my arm. I let a few more tears escape before looking back up at Dr. Peterson.

"what happened?" I asked in a small voice. She gave me a tight smile.

"Are you sure you can handle it right now?" I nodded my head. I needed the truth and fast.

"Four months ago, you and your boyfriend Will went to a party. Both of you didn't not drink anything there but unfortunately, others did. While you were leaving, some of the other party people were leaving to, and hit your car. It was a terrible accident, and you were left in a coma. That's why you were able to survive all your terrible injuries; your brain just shut down."

I closed my eyes. I just couldn't process this right now. I had a boyfriend? I had been in a coma?

Dr. Peterson continued, "From what Betty tells me, I think your suffering from amnesia. Do you remember anything about your life before the accident?"

I shook my head. All that I could remember was my time with Harry and the other boys, and obviously it wasn't real. No wonder everything went to perfectly. It didn't fricken happen.

"Would you like to see your family?" I shook my head. Those people outside my room were strangers now.

"Could I see Will, maybe?" I asked. Dr. Peterson patted my hand gently.

"I'm very sorry but Will did not make it. He died when the cars collided. You are the only survivor out of the entire accident. I would say you are very lucky, but you also may suffer from some survivors guilt. In accidents like these, survivors may feel like it should have been them that died, instead of their loved one."

As soon as she said that, I realized I would definitely have that in the future. But for right now I just need to get my memories back.

"For your injuries, you suffered three broken ribs, and both legs were broken, but all of that has healed while you were in your coma. One last thing," she added. "How did you know to wake up? Sometimes when a person experiences a dream while in their coma, some part of their dream told them it was time to go or did something to make you wake up. And if that happened for you, it saved you. You were legally dead for ten seconds before your eyes all of a sudden opened."

Harry.

"Could I have some alone time?" I asked.

The doctor smiled another tight smiled nodded her head. "You just can't fall back asleep because you might slip back into your coma."

Too bad that's exactly what I wanted to do. As Dr. Peterson left, I drifted into my thoughts.

Four months. That's exactly how long I was with One Direction. So my dream must have started right when I fell into my coma. How will I ever get all my memories back? And do I even want them? I much rather stay in my dream than be in reality. And what Harry did for me. He knew I was in a coma and he helped me wake up. That's why he said what we had wasn't right, because it wasn't true.

Even though it was my fiction Harry that saved me, I knew I had to find the real Harry to thank him for being there in the first place for me to dream. And who knows, maybe he and I will fall in love in the real world.

Because love is forever, right?

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OMYGOSH I CANT BELIEVE MY FIRST STORY IS OVER. Did any of you expect this ending? I had it planned like this since the beginning. I really hope y'all liked it!!

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