Amnesia. (Calum Hood)
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"I don't remember anything before the accident. I don't know who you four are and I definitely don't know why he kissed me," I gestured towards the tan skinned boy with jet black hair and soft brown eyes.
He looked at me with tears brimming his eyes. "N-nothing?" he stuttered. I closed my eyes trying to remember. His voice was familiar, but I couldn't place it.
"No," I shook my head. "I'm sorry."
The boy ran out while the other three stayed to help jog my memory.
He went home and sang. He sang the words like he meant every word. Perhaps maybe too much.
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