Just Another Fairy Tale

*Amanda's POV*


Everyone left a few minutes ago. I'm all alone. But something feels so wrong. I feel like someone should be beside me, cuddling with me, kissing me. Why do I feel so guilty inside? Just then, the blonde guy comes inside. He walks over to me and places locks of stray hairs behind my ear. He then places his lips on mine. I kiss back. He then pulls away with a smile and strokes my hair.

"I love you." He says and kisses my cheek, then walks out the door. I sit there. No movement, no sound. That felt so right, but why did I just kiss a stranger? I stand up and walk to the window. I watch as Harry gets into the car. Liam getting into the passenger seat then Zayn and Perrie at the back. Then the blonde guy who kissed me got into another car with Louis and Eleanor at the back. I place my hand gently on the window as I watch them drive away.

"Ms. Cole?" Someone asks. I turn around and see the doctor.

"Time for your operation." He says. I nod and lay down on the bed. I think this one is for my bones and cartilage then my next operation will be for the ripped tissue.


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I wake up in my hospital room. I stand out of bed, feeling a little sore but my doctor said it was best to walk. I walk over to my bag and grab a random sweater and sweat pants. I remove my shirt and put on the sweater. I take off my shorts and put on the sweat pants. I walk to the window to gaze up at the stars. A nurse walks in with the blonde kid.

"Ms. Cole. You have a visitor." She says. I slowly nod. I hear a door close.

"Hi." I soft voice says. I stay quiet.

"I see you're wearing my sweater." He says. I turn.

"If you want it back I-" I start but he cuts me off.

"No, it's okay. You look beautiful in it." He says. I nod. He takes a step closer but I take a step back. At least, I try but the window is in my way. He walks up to me, picks me up and seats me on the window ledge.

"Are you okay?" He asks. I slowly nod.

"I know you're not." He says. It's like this kid can read my mind.

"I feel so guilty about something." I say.

"What is it?" He asks, concerned.

"There is this guy, who says we're dating. It sounds weird because I've been single, but everyone is telling me I'm dating him. He's upset and I-I want to remember him but I don't know why I just can't.." I wipe my tears. I'm crying for that guy. If I am his girlfriend, I feel bad that I don't remember my own boyfriend. The guy lifts me up and set me on my bed. He lays down beside me. He grabs the oxygen mask and places it over my mouth and nose. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and calms me as his gently touch strokes my hair. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around his torso.

"Shh. You memory of me- him... him, will come back." He stutters. I look up to see the pain in his eyes.

"Are you my boyfriend?" I ask, pulling my mask from my face so I could speak. He closes his eyes to let the tears fall before saying

"Yes." He says with a nod and his eyes still closed.

"I am so sorry.." I say. He shakes his head.

"It's not your fault. The people at fault are 3 girls, but that's nothing you need to worry about. Just settle down." He says. I nod and snuggle into this mysterious lad, or my boyfriend.

"Can you tell me.." I mumble. He looks down.

"Tell you what?" He asks.

"About us. As a couple what did we use to do?" I ask.

"We always used to cuddle. In the morning you always use to joke with me when I asked for a morning kiss, then after you gave it to me but it always turned into something more. We would go to fun places for dates like the carnival, a theme park. We sometimes fall asleep while watching a movie on the couch.. We would sleep side by side like this, or you're on top of my listening to my heart beat and I would always says

'It beats just for you'

I wrote you songs, you would always smile at me before we sleep,. Whenever you laugh, you would always lean in closer to me. We would always take pictures. Even though there is no music on, we would still dance along. I would always pick you up and twirl you around, I would carry you in my arms if you're too tired to walk and you just wanna go home.. I have never felt this way before, You're just special to me and.. I don't know I just-" He says. I nod.

"You don't have to keep going." I say as I see more tears slip from his eyes.

"I feel like I've just experienced the relationship.." I mumble. He chuckles and I smile.

"You were my first ever girlfriend.. and I want you to be the last. I really hope you don't remember this part... I've been planning on proposing to you, not anytime soon, but I'm planning." He says. I scrunch my face.

"What's proposing?" I ask.

"Good." He says and kisses my cheek. He tries to stand, but I tighten my grip on his torso.

"Amanda I have to-" He starts but I cut him off.

"Don't leave. Stay. This feels so right." I mumble. He nods.

"Fine." He smiles.

"And, my name is Niall." He says.

"I'm sorry I just keep forgetting your name." I says he nods stretching to grab something but I thought he was leaving.

"Don't leave. Please stay. This feel so right." I say again. He grabs his phone and wraps his arms around my shoulders again.

"I won't leave you. Never." He says.

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