𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 🌸// GVF IMAGINES

amnesia - jake

Finally a request!!!

"I really want a jake one where something happened and I end up in the hospital he's worried. I think it should be a car crash..."

For limelightgirl06

UNEDITED

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"Jake, stop being irrational!" I yelled into the phone, as I drove home alone, at 7 pm. It had already gotten dark, considering it was pouring outside.

"I'm not!" He yelled back through the phone.

"I'm telling you, my boss made me stay late! Why would I lie to you?"

"Because you don't want me to get mad or something?" He defended. He was angry because he thought that I had gone out instead of being held up at work for two hours.

"Jake, it's pouring and I can't see anything, I don't want to fight right now!" I yelled, trying to drive carefully.

"Y/n, I know you went out! Why can't you just admit it?" He wouldn't believe me.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Jake! I'm not lying you ass hole!" I yelled, briefly shutting my eyes. "Maybe if you—"

I stopped myself because my car then spun while going down a hill, crashing into the barrier on the highway.

"Y/n? "Y/n!?" I heard through the phone.

And that was it.

-

I opened my eyes to beeping and bright lights.

"Oh good, she's awake," said somebody. As my eyes adjusted, I could see it was a doctor.

"Huh?" I said, sitting up.

"Hey, it's okay..." said the doctor, laying me back down. "I'm Dr. Miller," she said.

"Can you tell me what...happened?" I asked, still adjusting myself.

"Last night your car crashed, a complete accident, nobody's fault. You have a small head injury, and we're running some tests now—" she stopped due to some yelling outside of the room. It was incoherent, but it seemed like someone wanted to see me. "Would you excuse me for a minute?" She smiled, walking out.

What in the world is going on? I was in a car crash?

My thoughts were interrupted when the door flung open. "Oh, thank god you're okay!" A boy with long brown hair exclaimed, coming to hug me. I sat still, not hugging back. Who is he?

"Y/n?" He asked, backing up. I looked at him, afraid. "W-what happened? Are you okay?" I just shrugged, my eyebrows furrowed. "Y/n," he sighed, "I'm sorry about last night, it's all my fault...you wouldn't have gotten hurt if you weren't talking to me..." he rambled.

"I-I'm sorry, but...you made me crash? Why was I talking to you?" I asked quietly.

"Y/n, what are you talking about? How do you not—wait, hang on," he said with realization. "Do you...know who I am?" I shook my head slowly.

"Oh my god," he said, turning around, running his hands through his hair, giving himself a minute.

Is he my brother? My boyfriend? Will he tell me?

"You're not just messing with me, right?" He asked. I shook my head again, my eyes welling up. "Oh, y/n..." he rubbed his face, his eyes welling up too.

Dr. Miller walked in, and asked me how I was doing. "Fine..." I hesitantly said.

"What happened to her?" The boy asked worriedly.

"She suffered a minor head injury, she should be good to go tomorrow," she said politely.

"She can't remember me though!" He shouted.

*okay idk how any of this hospital or brain stuff works please don't get mad*

"Sir, it's alright. She'll come around soon...if this is the case she can stay as long as she'd like. Who does she live with?"

"Me," he responded. I do?

"Um," I interjected. "Can I...can I stay until I remember...something?" I asked.

"Of course dear," said the doctor. "You stay as long as you need," she finished, walking out.

"Who are you?" I asked, now just straight up confused. "Why do I live with you??"

"Okay..." he breathed out, sitting on the end of the bed. "I'm Jake. Your boyfriend...I'm in a band? Greta Van Fleet?" I wasn't getting anything. "You work at an office...we live in LA. You're friends with my brothers, and my sister? Do you remember anything?" He asked.

"No...I'm sorry," I said. He just nodded slowly. "Well I'm going to stay with you, okay?" I nodded, now feeling a little better knowing something.

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Two days later, I woke up in the hospital bed again. "Jake?" I said, waking him up.

"Hey," He said. "How you feeling?"

"Good," I responded. "Can we leave? I want to go home..."

"Um, are you sure? Do you remember anything yet?" He asked hesitantly. As he asked that, I tried to remember something. Anything. He mentioned his brothers...what were their names? It's was Josh...and Danny? No..that's not right...Sam? Wait a minute...

"No, I do! Jake, oh my god!! I remember!!" I exclaimed.

"Really?" He asked exitedly.

"Yeah! I remember Josh, and Sam, and your band, and my boss holding me up...I remember, I love you, Jake!" I got up and hugged him tight, him returning.

"Y/n, that's great! Are you sure you want to leave...?" he asked again.

"Jake, yes! Get me out of this stinky ass hospital room," I laughed.

"Okay, yeah. You're better," he said, now noticing I was being myself again.

"I can't believe that happened," I laughed, letting go of him.

"At least you're okay. I barely slept, I was so damn worried," he confessed.

"Aw, Jakey..." I said, making him blush.

"Don't call me that," he laughed.

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Okay this was kinda cute ngl

Sorry it's literal shite like always, I hope it's what you wanted...