Amnesia | Luke Hemmings

The stories of our childhood

I wake up and my head feels a lot better now. I can think straight and my head isn't throbbing as much. I look at the time on the alarm clock sitting on the bed side table next to me '3:25' It flashed in bright red colours. I sat up and saw Luke asleep in the chair in the corner. I smiled when I saw him there. I stood up and tried not to make to much noise, I grabbed the blanket on the end of my bed. I walked over to Luke and put it on him covering him hoping he wouldn't wake up. I kissed him lightly on the forehead "I love you" I whispered and opened the door. I walked down the stairs slowly, they creaked a little but not loud enough to wake anyone I hoped. I went into the lounge and sat on the couch. I sat there and steered at the blank tv screen. I wondered what it was like for Luke to sit in the hospital hoping I would wake up. The thought made me shutter. What if it was Luke who was hit. I tried to wipe the thought away from my mind. I heard a creak I turned around and saw Ashton walking towards me. "What are you doing up?" He said taking a seat on the couch next to me "I couldn't sleep" I said smiling as he sat next to me. Ashton wrapped himself in a blanket "Neither can I, I kept worrying about you because you just disappeared at dinner. Are you okay now?" I smiled he is so thoughtful a lot thoughtful than most boys. "Yeah thank you. I just felt sick thats all" I said smiling. He nodded "You gave Luke a big scare you know. He thought he might have lost you" The thought gave me chills "Did he stay with me the whole time?" I asked looking at Ashton who looked tired. He nodded "He was with you the whole time. He didn't want to leave your side at all" The though made me smile, but the thought of me. Dying. Made me shutter again, he would never have seen me again. I stopped thinking about it. It was horrible to think about. "Can you tell me a little bit about Mitchell?" I asked Ashton, Ashton laughed dimples appearing across his face. "Michael?" He said correcting me, I covered my mouth quickly "Omg" I got it wrong I thought it was Mitchell. He laughed a little more "Well you two have been best friends since you were 6 . On your first day of school he leant you his crayons in class because you left yours at home. And when you got picked up after school you two found out your parents know each other. And from that day you spent all your free time together" I smiled that is probably something I would do leave my crayons at home. "Do you have any more stories?" I asked getting comfy. Ashton smiled "Well actually yes I have a good one" He sat up and looked me in the eyes smiling. "It was in year 9, in year 9 you and Michael were very naughty! Anyway you and Michael were walking home together, you two walked into the diary to buy and ice cream because it was so hot. You got your ice creams and started walking home. When you were walking home a group of boys from the all boys school who were about ahhhh year 10 came up to you. They laughed because they saw you two together and one of them was Michael's friend's brother. He started laughing at you and saying Michael liked you. You knew he didn't because you were best friends. So Michael punched him in the jaw and he tried to punch Michael back but. Well you stopped him and punched him yourself and threw your ice cream at him and grabbed Michaels hand and ran off. And at school the next day you both got detentions but that is a different story" He laughed. I smiled, me and Michael sounded like the best of friends. We still are but I need to remember who he is. It kills he to know how he feels me not remembering him. I swallow back the pain. "Well I'm going to head back up to bed now. You should really get some sleep yourself" He said standing up. I nodded "Yeah I'll ho to bed soon" He smiled "Okay, well goodnight" He said walking back up the stairs to his room.

I sat there just thinking for a long time after Ashton had gone to bed. I sat there my eye lids fluttered I tried to keep them open but I couldn't so I just let myself fall asleep. On the couch I lay. Asleep in a far off land. Dreaming...