Palm Woods Love | Kendall Knight

Chapter 55

Natalie
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Jo walked me back to my apartment room, and I thought about something. They all remember me, but I can't remember them except Jo and Logan. Maybe because they were there when I crashed into the tree and that they were there when I woke up.

"Jo, I feel so bad that I can't remember them." I said, taking out my keys and unlocking the door. "I know Natalie, I know. You'll eventually remember everything."

I sighed as I walked inside. My mom and dad were sitting on the couch, talking to each other. "Mom! Dad!" I ran over to them. "Oh my god, Natalie!" My mom stood up and envelopes me into a hug, as did my dad.

"Sweetie, you're...here. I thought I was going to lose you."

I hugged my dad even tighter before speaking. "You didn't lose me dad. You could never lose me." I cried into shoulder because it's been forever since I saw him. "Dad? Since when did you start calling me that? You always called me Gustavo."

I pulled away confused. "Gustavo?" My dad shook his head and backed away from me, like it didn't matter anymore. I shrugged and stepped backwards near Jo. I wrapped my arm around her then looked back at my parents.

"Well, I'm going to hangout with Jo and the other...people for a little bit and try to remember them. Love you guys."

I closed the door behind me and walked ahead, realizing that I was forgetting Jo. I laughed as I opened the door and pulled her out. She laughed too, then we walked back to Logan's apartment.

"Hey guys I'm back. I'm sorry, I forgot to text you Logan." I said, rather embarrassed when I totally forgot about texting Logan, letting him know that I was on my way back over.

"It's okay, but at least you're here now." He smiled, bringing me into a hug, his one hand placed on my lower back area. I had my arm wrapped around his next with my head laying on his shoulder.

"Since we're all here, I guess we could watch tv. Natalie?" I looked over at who was talking to me, and I think it was Kendall. "Sure, that's fine." I smiled and walked over to the couch, taking a seat down on the orange couch next to Kendall and Carlos.

"Spongebob is on." Carlos clicked the tv channel and set it back down on the table, the out his feet up on it. I did the same, but James knocked my feet of the table the second I put them up. "That was rude." I growled at him, then, to get him mad, I replaced my feet back where they were.

"Fine, have it your way."

I stuck my tongue out at him then placed my attention back on the tv. Kendall moved closer to me, placing his arm on the top of the couch behind my back. Then before I knew it, his arm was now on my shoulder. I pulled away just a bit, scooting over closer to Logan.

"You okay?" Logan whispered, making sure no one else heard. "Um, Kendall...he's trying to put his arm around me." Logan's eyes widened and looked over at Kendall who didn't pay attention to our conversation.

"You guys...used to date before." My breathing stopped.

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"I've never dated anyone before though." I said once Logan and I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a water from the fridge and opened it. "You dated Kendall, you just don't remember it."

I wish I could remember when Kendall and I used to date. I wish I could remember everything. I know that I moved here two years ago for singing, but I quit that and went over to acting with Jo and apparently Camille.

"God, I wish I did Logan. Does Kendall remember?"

He looked down at his feet before speaking. "Yeah, he does. You guys had a great and a bad history. He still thinks that you're together."

Now I was the one who was staring at the ground. I felt a tear slip down my face and land on my shoe. I quickly wiped it away before Logan saw, but it was too late because he already did.

"Hey, Hey. Don't cry, it's okay."

I cried even more this time, soaking Logan's shirt completely with my overflow of tears. No had realized I was crying until I began crying louder than I originally was. Everyone rushed over, including Kendall, asking what's wrong.

"Nothing, I'm fine." I pushed away from Logan and stomped over towards the couch, throwing my head into the one of the pillows and continued to cry and cry.

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