CAN'T ESCAPE FATE

ACCIDENTALLY STUMBLING OVER EACH OTHER'S LIVES AGAIN

Almost 2 years later
February, 13th
Friday

*Elen's POV*

Everything has changed since I moved to Downtown Orlando, I got a new job at an magazine as a photographer. I feel great since I broke up with my ex. Jessica encouraged me to follow my dreams, I did backpacking for 6 months through Europe and Asia. I've learned a lot about new cultures and even changed my ways of seeing life. Once you're happy no one can ruin it. When I got back I felt I couldn't live at this place anymore, so I started looking for new places and found a bunch of place but no place that would get me interested. I decided to search in downtown and after a couple minutes I found a 2 bedrooms apartment that seems perfect, I could even use the other room to make my home office.

I was getting ready to do my morning run, shocking right? How did I become a fitness person? Don't get fooled I still do fast food. No diet or anything.  I opened my Spotify and put my fav playlist on. As I step outside I saw a note at the elevator "Out of service". Great, let's go by the stairs.

"Morning miss" - Said the old man holding the door. 

"Good morning Mr. Byrne! How are you today?" - I said nicely 

"Better now seeing your pretty face" - He waves and closes the door as I leave.

After a couple song, For The First Time by The Script comes on. I was totally out of earth when I hear something that snapped me out of my thoughts... BEEEEP BEEEP BE...

... I woke up in a hospital room, my head hurts. I looked around and I saw someone laying on the couch next to me. What happened. Why am I here. I tried to get up but I failed.

"Ouch" - I mumbled, immediately the guy who was asleep woke up.

"Oh thank God! You're awake." - He said.

Am I dead or am I dreaming? Is this Noah? What is he doing here?

"How do you feel?" - He asked

I was so confused.

"What h-happened?" - My mind was blowing and I couldn't tell if this was just a dream or if this is really happening.

"I was driving and you came out of no where. I didn't get the chance to hit the brake." - He said putting his hand on the back of his head making a sorry face. "It was totally my fault. I'm sorry"

"How long have I been here?"

He checked his phone before saying it.  "About 11 hours" - He said. "I'll be right back"

Minutes later he came back with a guy I could tell it was a doctor. He did some exames before leaving the room. Noah sat back in the couch and grabbed his phone out of his pocket. He dialed a number and put in his ear.

"Hey. I can't explain right now but tell dad I'm alright." - He said. "Don't need to be worried."

The doctor walked back in, he had some papers in his hands. "You're fine! Nothing to worry about, just a concussion on your left leg." He said signing the papers. 

"Also you're free to go, your boyfriend just need to follow me to grab your stuff and you two can go." - Wait, my boyfrienwhat? They left the room before I could think.