"She's awake!" Perry yelled from beside me. My eyes popped open.
"No. I'm dead." I rolled my eyes.
"OHMIGAWD! I'll be right back! Liam wants to see you first!" I snatched her wrist, pulling her back to face me.
"Who's Liam?" The smile disappeared from her face, and her eyes got really wide.
"Oh no." I dropped her arm. She fell back into the chair. "Oh GOD no."
"Perry, who's Liam?" She shook her head.
"You remember me, who else do you remember?" She looked at me. He makeup was streaming down her cheeks, from tears. She looked tired.
"You, Louis, Niall..." I shook my head.
"Tegan. This is not good. He's your boyfriend! You can't just forget him."
"I don't know what to say."
"Oh! I do! HELL I DO!" She stormed to the door, opened it, and stuck her head out.
"Per, what are yo-"
"DDDDOOOOOOCCCCTTTTTOOOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!!!!" She screamed, loudly. Three people in white lab coats ran n and checked me over. The two men and the woman looked at her.
"We don't know why she cant remember." The darker man said, writing in a clipboard.
"But, she looks fine." The short woman checked the fluid in my IV.
"S, we're going to release her into your custody. Make sure she stays on the medication, and keeps the bandage on."
"If any bleeding can be seen through the gauze, bring her back."



And BAM. Just like that, I was in a car and on my way back to my flat, Perry in tow. She would glance at me occasionally. It's was creeping me out.
"I'm not sure why you're creeping on me." I stated, turning to face her completely.
"I just... I don't know. I'd never seen the tattoos on your back before, and it just kinda shocked me."
"Why?"
"Because you didn't hit me as a tattoo girl. And, I've known you for, how long? And I'd never seen them before." Great.
"What makes me seem like I shouldn't have tattoos?"
"You go to church faithfully, for four hours, every week, every Sunday, never once missing a service in all the time I've known you." Like I said: Great. I clutched my head.
"Oh, my head is killing me right now." I whined. Not only does it knock Liam out of my life, but it's a great excuse!
"You've already had the limit of-"
"Give me the medication or I think I might die." I croaked. She ripped apart the box and handed me the bottle. I poured out two pills and popped them back.
"You look like you've popped a lot of pills. The motion seems so... natural to you." I looked out the window at the trees passing.
"Oh, trust me. It is." I muttered. I need my church. Really bad. And I need to see Liam. Show him I've 'forgotten' about him. But mostly church. Zayn needs to have the fact that my paln seems to be working rubbed in his face.