Memories.
Harry's POV
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She doesn't remember me.
My best friend doesn't remember me.
"W-What?" I had to have heard wrong.
"Who are you? I-I don't know who you are and you're holding my hand.." She says while releasing the grip my hand had on hers.
"Ma'am may I speak to you, you too Mr- Harry. I'd like to speak with both of you. If you could come outside of the room so we could have a chat that would be great." The doctor says, I look back at Elle and she seems uncomfortable with me around.
I stood up and followed Allie outside of the room. He shuts the door and sighs.
"Hey I want my 50 bucks back man." I abruptly said, "To be correct they were my 50 bucks." Allie said.
"Oh here just take them." He said as she handed me the bill, "Thanks-" I stopped when Allie took the money from my hand. I froze in place and turned my head to look at her, I squinted my eyes at her.
"Thank you." She said while stuffing the bill into her purse.
"Anyways, I wanted to explain to you what's going on with Elena." He starts, I notice Allie getting nervous.
"Since the car accident was pretty bad and she did hit the steering wheel pretty hard, she's lost her memory because of how hard she's been hit in the head. The best you could do is maybe help her try to remember things. Don't pressure her talk to her about a memory at least once or twice a day and then just let things happen from there. She could remember things in her sleep. This could maybe last for a few weeks or months. Her amnesia won't last more than 9 months. Just take your time with her." He says, I see her mom beginning to cry again. I comfort her as she pulls away.
"I think you need the comfort more than me,Harry. Elena doesn't remember who you are." She states, yeah she didn't remember who I was but she's her mother. Her mother has to go through a hard time like this. I'm simply her best friend since we were born.
That's nothing compared to Elle being her daughter.
Is it?
"She may not remember be but this is your daughter, she's lost almost complete memory of everything. I'm sure she'll remember me in no time." I reassured.
She'll remember me.
Right?
Yeah she will.
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It's been three days, Elle left the hospital which is good. She's in good condition now, everything has healed.
Well, her memory is gone but she's still her.
I look at her and see her repainting her nails. I look back at the drawing I made.
Well she's kinda her.
Yeah she hates painting her nails. She only made an exception for me to paint them. But she didn't let me paint them this time, she just swatted my hand away.
She's been so grumpy with me. I get it i'm a stranger to her, but I don't think she likes me at all. I mean she's always telling me to stay a few feet away from her. Something about having a personal bubble, she has never had a personal bubble with me being her best friend.
Ex best friend now.
I've tried all day to get her to like me. Nothing is working. Everything she likes, she hates now.
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The boy next door - h.s.
Fanfiction(COMPLETED) two idiots who are best friends and try not to break, burn, or shatter anything. Completed January 9.