Remember Me?

What Dreams Are Made Of

"L-lets get you something to eat, fuck your probably starving you haven't eaten anything all day.." Milo frowned as he hurriedly switched lanes making his way to some unknown designation. His face was set in a very annoyed expression as if he was mentally scolding himself for her not eating. Lydia shook her head, she was an adult and she could take care of herself.

Milo pulled into the drive thru of in and out burger and didn't even turn to Lydia when it was time to order.
"Hi can I get two double-doubles with everything on them, two double-doubles with no produce? Then two orders of fries and two pink lemonades?" He pulled forward after ordering waiting in line to get to the food. That's when he caught her stare and he froze in his seat.
"Oh shit baby did you what something else? You always order—"
"N-no! T-that was perfect! I just.. You really know me." The nineteen year old blushed and began to play with his steering wheel, giving her a sheepish nod. "I just pay attention."

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She had never been so thankful that he knew to order two burgers. Lydia was starving as they got back to the apartment, her stomach finally growling when they sat down to eat. Her eyes widened as she heard Milo moan in exaggeration while he chewed the huge bite he just took. Okay he was hot.
She had been so busy getting tests done and trying to make since of what the fuck was happening that she realized she hadn't even taken in the situation she was in.
She lived with Milo Manheim.

"So I was thinking um tonight I could stay in the guest room or bring the futon in our room and sleep on it. Whatever your comfortable with.. I just want you to know I'm right there if you need me." His smile didn't reach his eyes but his words were sincere. Lydia quickly swallowed the barely chewed lump of food in her mouth and nodded. Here she was so wrapped up in her situation that she hadn't gave too much thought to his.
He was just a nineteen year old guy that had moved him and his girlfriend into a apartment just for her to wake up and not remember him at all. Now he's stuck taking care of her and trying to figure out where they stand just hoping that she'll get her memory back? Rough.. But this has to be some kind of like alternate dimension right? No time or memory was missing but here she was clearly his girlfriend.

"I'm really sorry." Milo shook his head, swallowing his food in a rush. "No baby hey this isn't your fault and the doctor said this could just be temporary! You just hit your head a little harder than we thought. Your going to get better." How was he so positive like all the time? He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles, another unsettling thought popped up.
What if whatever this was she was stuck here? But never "remembered" anything about this apparent other life she had?

"Here let me show you where everything is and then we can just relax for the rest of the night okay? I made sure Tiffany stocked our fridge with plenty of rocky road, our favorite."
"Tiffany?"
"She's our housekeeper." We have a housekeeper?

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"And this is our bathroom.." Lydia didn't know she could fall in love with a bathroom until now. "Oh my god that bathtub.." Milo laughed, watching his girlfriend freak out over their huge jacuzzi tub just like the first time she'd seen it months ago.

"Whenever I made you mad I would come in here and run you a bubble bath, light the candles and get your favorite wine. Safe to say I was always forgiven.." He bit his lip thinking of all the memories they had made in here in such a short amount of time. His breath faltered when his eyes locked with her emerald ones he loved so much. The look she was giving was one he knew so well. Adoration, it made him happy to think at least she still adored him in some way. Even if she couldn't remember him.