Josh (Josh Devine/ Niall Horan)
Chapter 11
When I woke I had no idea where I was. I had no clue what had happened or who I was. A woman came in and propped up my head on a pillow.
"Where am I?" I asked sleepily.
"Don't worry. You have mild amnesia. You should come round soon." She spoke softly.
Then a short blonde boy with an Irish accent rushed to your side. "Natalie! Oh Natalie! Thank god your ok!" He yelled kissing my hand.
I quickly pulled it away. "Who are you?" I asked surprised. I had never known someone to be so intimate on the first meeting.
His face sunk with my words and he began to cry. "Nat! C'mon! You've got to remember me! Please!" He cried into my hand.
I gave the nurse a scared look and she came to my rescue. She placed her hands on the boy's shoulders, causing him to stand up. "Maybe she just needs some time." She whispered to him. He looked up at her with tear soaked eyes and nodded. He stood in the door way and gave me one more sad look before walking out in sad silence.
I slept in the room for about 2 hours until I was woken by the woman who had informed me, that she was a nurse. "Come on Natalie. Niall's ready to take you home." She smiled happily. The boy she called 'Niall' strolled in with a wheelchair, pushed out in front of him.
"I'm not going with him! I don't even know who he is!" I yelled and clung onto the poles of the bed. Niall's features seemed to sadden, again, just like they had before.
"I can't do this..." He said loudly. He began to cry into his hands as he ran out of the room.
"Nurse who is that?" I asked.
"My understanding is that you are very close. Don't worry Natalie, you will remember him eventually." Her words shocked me.
I had no memory of meeting this boy before, let alone being close with him. After the nurse calmed us both down and placed me in the wheelchair, Niall wheeled me out of what he had told me was a hospital. As Niall leant down to lift me into the car, I flinched.
He gave me a sad look, but I couldn't help it. "Come on Nat. You need help." He whispered. I reluctantly let Niall lift me into the seat and do up my seat belt. He place the wheelchair in the boot and jogged round to sit in his driver's seat.
"Where is my house?" I asked, not looking at him.
"Ergh... We live together." Niall stated shyly. I shot him a worried look as he drove down the road. When we got to 'our' apartment, Niall lifted me into the wheelchair and pushed me into the kitchen. "Woah... It's massive" I stated quietly, making Niall chuckle. "H... How did I loose my memory?" I ask him, while looking at the ceiling.
"Well... It was Josh. Josh Devine." He stated. I could feel his mood change with the words.
A shiver went over me at the sound of the name. "Josh." I said between gritted teeth.
"You remember josh?" Niall asked surprised.
"Yeah... And... Chloe... CHLOE!! WHERE'S CHLOE!" I yelled as I remembered the incident and stood up, only to fall over. Niall rushed to me and picked me up.
He placed me comfortably on the couch. "Natalie... Chloe... Didn't make it." He whispered sadly.
"You're lying." I said while crying.
"No... I'm not..." Niall said, while twiddling his thumbs. I cried into his shoulder and he put an arm around me. "Do you remember me now?" Niall looked at me hopefully.
"No sorry." I replied sheepishly. Niall went quiet and looked away from me. "Anyway I'm going to sleep." I said, breaking the silence.
"Here. I'll carry you to the bed." Niall whispered, getting up.
"No. It's fine. You sleep in your bed. I'll sleep on the couch." I replied.
"It's not my bed its our bed. And you have to sleep in it. It's more comfortable than the couch." Niall stated, worry in his eyes.
"But..." I began.
"You take the bed and I'll take the couch. No arguments." He stated firmly. I obeyed, feeling somewhat intimidated by the Irish boy. He helped me walk to the bed, where I slept peacefully.
I woke to the sound of laughter in the kitchen. I walked out to find Harry, my boyfriend, with Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn having lunch.
"Harry!" I leapt on him and kissed his mouth. He didn't wrap his arms around me or kiss me back. He just stood there shocked. I heard a plate break and I turned around to see all of the boys staring at me like I was crazy. Niall got up and left, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.
"What?" I asked the astonished looking boys.
"Natalie... Harry isn't your boyfriend. Niall is." Zayn stated matter of factly. I was so embarrassed and shocked.
"Where am I?" I asked sleepily.
"Don't worry. You have mild amnesia. You should come round soon." She spoke softly.
Then a short blonde boy with an Irish accent rushed to your side. "Natalie! Oh Natalie! Thank god your ok!" He yelled kissing my hand.
I quickly pulled it away. "Who are you?" I asked surprised. I had never known someone to be so intimate on the first meeting.
His face sunk with my words and he began to cry. "Nat! C'mon! You've got to remember me! Please!" He cried into my hand.
I gave the nurse a scared look and she came to my rescue. She placed her hands on the boy's shoulders, causing him to stand up. "Maybe she just needs some time." She whispered to him. He looked up at her with tear soaked eyes and nodded. He stood in the door way and gave me one more sad look before walking out in sad silence.
I slept in the room for about 2 hours until I was woken by the woman who had informed me, that she was a nurse. "Come on Natalie. Niall's ready to take you home." She smiled happily. The boy she called 'Niall' strolled in with a wheelchair, pushed out in front of him.
"I'm not going with him! I don't even know who he is!" I yelled and clung onto the poles of the bed. Niall's features seemed to sadden, again, just like they had before.
"I can't do this..." He said loudly. He began to cry into his hands as he ran out of the room.
"Nurse who is that?" I asked.
"My understanding is that you are very close. Don't worry Natalie, you will remember him eventually." Her words shocked me.
I had no memory of meeting this boy before, let alone being close with him. After the nurse calmed us both down and placed me in the wheelchair, Niall wheeled me out of what he had told me was a hospital. As Niall leant down to lift me into the car, I flinched.
He gave me a sad look, but I couldn't help it. "Come on Nat. You need help." He whispered. I reluctantly let Niall lift me into the seat and do up my seat belt. He place the wheelchair in the boot and jogged round to sit in his driver's seat.
"Where is my house?" I asked, not looking at him.
"Ergh... We live together." Niall stated shyly. I shot him a worried look as he drove down the road. When we got to 'our' apartment, Niall lifted me into the wheelchair and pushed me into the kitchen. "Woah... It's massive" I stated quietly, making Niall chuckle. "H... How did I loose my memory?" I ask him, while looking at the ceiling.
"Well... It was Josh. Josh Devine." He stated. I could feel his mood change with the words.
A shiver went over me at the sound of the name. "Josh." I said between gritted teeth.
"You remember josh?" Niall asked surprised.
"Yeah... And... Chloe... CHLOE!! WHERE'S CHLOE!" I yelled as I remembered the incident and stood up, only to fall over. Niall rushed to me and picked me up.
He placed me comfortably on the couch. "Natalie... Chloe... Didn't make it." He whispered sadly.
"You're lying." I said while crying.
"No... I'm not..." Niall said, while twiddling his thumbs. I cried into his shoulder and he put an arm around me. "Do you remember me now?" Niall looked at me hopefully.
"No sorry." I replied sheepishly. Niall went quiet and looked away from me. "Anyway I'm going to sleep." I said, breaking the silence.
"Here. I'll carry you to the bed." Niall whispered, getting up.
"No. It's fine. You sleep in your bed. I'll sleep on the couch." I replied.
"It's not my bed its our bed. And you have to sleep in it. It's more comfortable than the couch." Niall stated, worry in his eyes.
"But..." I began.
"You take the bed and I'll take the couch. No arguments." He stated firmly. I obeyed, feeling somewhat intimidated by the Irish boy. He helped me walk to the bed, where I slept peacefully.
I woke to the sound of laughter in the kitchen. I walked out to find Harry, my boyfriend, with Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn having lunch.
"Harry!" I leapt on him and kissed his mouth. He didn't wrap his arms around me or kiss me back. He just stood there shocked. I heard a plate break and I turned around to see all of the boys staring at me like I was crazy. Niall got up and left, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.
"What?" I asked the astonished looking boys.
"Natalie... Harry isn't your boyfriend. Niall is." Zayn stated matter of factly. I was so embarrassed and shocked.
Notes
What will happen next.?I do have chapter 12 written, it will just take a bit to edit it. I am also trying to make it longer
Love you <3
I liked this story but it was rushed. But yours was different you rushed it but still made me intrigued. Also not a fan of them having sex every time they get back together. Other than that I think you should do a squel.
6/17/14