Be My First 2 - Together Forever

Chapter 11 - Gaining

I was silently fangirling. I can imagine that I don't look very good and I was really uncomfortable that he was just... Staring at me.

I looked at my parents. "What happened?" Jack Gilinsky was still looking at me and my heart was racing.

"You were at the airport.. A construction worker dropped her hammer and it fell on your head."

"Someone dropped a hammer on my head?!"

"She fell from the ladder to her death after that.." My mom cried.

My jaw dropped. That's like the most tragic mistake I've ever heard.

"Why was I at the airport?" I looked at Jack and back at my parents. He was still looking at me.

"You were on the way to New York for your fashion show training." Jack said.

I looked at him.. Really confused. I'm starstruck and he is so hot. And... Fashion show? What?

"Uhhh.. How do you know?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I'm your boyfriend.. Don't you remember?"

I felt a little sick. How in the hell is Jack Gilinsky my boyfriend? Oh my god.

"..No.. I'm sorry.." This had to be a dream.

He put his head down, seemingly in disappointment. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"Wh- what's the date?" I asked.

"December 21st...Um, 2014." My dad said.

Dear god. I thought it was May.

"Can I take you down for some testing? We need to know what the severity of your amnesia is." The doctor said.

I nodded. He pulled up a wheelchair for me to sit in, so I climbed out of the bed and got in.

"You guys can come if you want." He stated. My mom and dad and Jack stood up and walked with us down to a weird room where I was set onto a table and slid into a large tube thing. Apparently they'd be examining my brain. I had anxiety and I felt sick. I teared up at some points, mad at myself for not remembering anything.

After he was done, he was talking to my parents. I couldn't hear, because I was in the room. The doctor motioned for me to come out. My head was killing, but I stood up and walked out of the room and over to them.

"So, to make this a short and easy story, you lost a couple months of memory. It could be worse, I mean you could've lost all of your memory." He said. Tears were running down my mom's face.

"Will my memory ever come back?" I asked, shaky.

"You will determine that. Over the next couple of days, if you haven't started remembering small things, it's pretty much likely that it just won't come back." He shrugged.

I sighed. "Okay.."

"We can have you stay overnight here if you want for your head, because your medication won't be ready for you to take home until tomorrow.

I nodded. "Yeah, I think I'll stay.."

My mom hugged me. "I'm so glad you're okay."

In my eyes, I'm most definitely not okay. I have a famous boyfriend and I was suppose to be at a fashion show in New York.. And I don't remember any of it.

We walked back to the hospital room, where I got in back into the bed.

"Can I have my phone?" I spotted it in my mom's purse. She handed it to me.

Holy shit. Why do I have so many notifications? I opened twitter.

Dear. God. I have 1.5 million followers? WHAT IS HAPPENING.

My jaw dropped. "Why do I have one million followers?!" I looked at Jack.

"You're a model." Jack smiled. His smile soon faded once I didn't smile back. I was in too much shock.

"I mean, you're pretty famous." My dad laughed.

I shook my head. I can't do this.

I went to my contacts and dialed Ava's number.