“Roxy’s brain is really damaged on this little part that holds memories.” “What does that mean?” “That means she’ll never remember anything again” I said nothing. I just left. I didn’t bother using my car. I just walked. I walked for about half an hour and then I saw three guys with black hoods walking towards me. I wasn’t afraid. I didn’t care if they kill me right here right now. But one guys seemed familiar to me. “Harry?” I asked and the guy let his hood down so I could see his curls peeping out. He had a serious look on his face. Then he turned around and said something to those two guys that were with him. Then they walked away leaving me and Harry alone. “What are you doing in this part of town Niall. It’s really dangerous out here.” He looked so serious and I was a bit afraid. His usually green eyes were now completely dark. “I don’t know. I just walked.” He looked at me and laughed a bit. “So you’re saying that you’re here for no reason” “Yeah..” He noticed I was crying “Why did you cry?” He asked and I felt embarrassed. “Roxy…” “Is she okay?” He said and I heard his heart racing. He grabbed my hand and looked me sharp in the eyes. “Is she okay!?” “No! She lost her memory forever!” He said nothing. His gaze went to the ground. “SO she’ll never remember me again?” “Not me, not you, not anyone” He sat on the ground and I did the same. Then he took out a small bag filled with white pills. “What’s that?” “x. want one?” “Does it help?” “Defiantly” I took a small, white pill and swallowed it with pleasure. Harry laughed while I closed my eyes to feel the drugs getting over my body. “Do you like it?” He asked. I smiled and sighed in pleasure that little pill of x he was giving me. “I’ll take that as yes” we laughed and sat there. After a while we started talking about Roxy. Although I was high it still hurt, but less. ”c’mon! We’re going somewhere” I got up and laughed for no reason.

Roxy’s P.O.V.

“Where am I?!” I screamed. “Who am I?!” “Calm down Miss Lloyd.” The doctor tried to calm me down, but that was impossible. I didn’t know who the fuck I was, what my name is, do I have a family. Nothing! My brain was completely blank. As I continued freaking out, the doctor took some injection and stuck it in my arm. Strange liquid went through my veins and I fall asleep. When I opened my eyes, the only thing I heard was an Irish voice shouting “Let me in! Let me see her!”

.*one week earlier*

Niall’s P.O.v.

I got in some big house with Harry. A loud party was going on in there. I crashed with Harry, and we still kept laughing for no reason. “High?” he asked. “Yeah.” I laughed. “Let’s have some beer.” He said and I followed him to the really big and crowded kitchen. He opened the fridge and pushed some wasted couple that were making out. I grinned as he closed the fridge pushing them back (they haven’t broke the kiss all the time). I took a sip, and we got back in the living room, where the party was blasting. I swiftly moved in the rhythm of Lil Wayne’s hits. By the end of the nigh I drank few more x pills and downed around 10 beers. I was drunk and high and I threw up on the floor few times making Harry laugh like an idiot. I woke up on the floor with the biggest hangover ever, actually my first hangover ever. I was woken up by someone’s laugh. “Awake yet?” Harry giggled. I said nothing. I just got up and almost fall on the floor again. “Hangover?” I nodded and he passed me and aspirin. “Whose house is this?” “It’s from my boss.” “Your boss?” He sighed and sat me on the couch. “I’m into drug business. That’s what I do, and that’s what you’ll do now.” “What? I can’t get into this!” “You have no choice, just like I didn’t have any. If the boss likes you, you’re in.” “Do I have any choice?” “Well yes. You can get into this, or you die.” He smiled evilly at me and I sighed and nodded. “Okay. So what should I do?” I asked, and I felt my body get nervous as he explained everything to me. “You get the stuff, and you sell it to people that ordered. You can sell x or weed. We’re too young to sell heroin and stuff.” ”So I just go to different places and sell? “Yes” “What about the police?” “If they get you, you keep your mouth shut and go to prison for 3-5 years” He laughed like an idiot again. “Okay, I guess I don’t wanna die.”

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I’ve sold a lot of ‘stuff’ last few days. I earned $2000 in three days. But in those last three days I’ve thought about Roxy the most. Is she awake? Is she okay? Did she remember anything? Oh right, she’ll never have her memory back. I sighed and continued with my work. I was rolling some weed for my client. My mom never noticed I was a drug seller, and I kept that ‘little secret’ away from her. After selling the last thing I was given, I went in the hospital. Mr. Lloyd called me and said Roxy woke up. As soon I could I called Harry and we both went in the hospital. I had to tell him. He loves her as much as I do, and now, since she doesn’t remember me or the fact that she loved me, I thought he had the right to know. “Is she okay?” we both said in the same moment as soon as we saw the doctor approaching us. “She’s under the sedative” “Can we see her?” “I’m sorry but no.” “WHAT!?” I shouted. “Calm down Mr. Horan. She over reacted and we had to make her sleep again. You don’t know what it’s like when you woke up all of the sudden with a blank brain” before I said anything, Harry grabbed my hand and dragged me away. “I’m sorry. I feel the same.” He whispered and I wanted to cry. “I love her man” I said and he nodded “I know...” Then I pulled out of Harry’s grip and ran to the room where Roxy was. I saw the nurse coming out, saying she’s awake. The doctor stopped me before I came in. “Let me in! Let me see her!” I said raising my voice so she can hear me. But that wouldn’t make any difference; she doesn’t know who I am. “Please!” I whispered. “No. I’m sorry.” Harry grabbed my hand again, and we left the hospital.

Roxy’s P.O.V.

The doctor didn’t let him on, but I could see the young Irish man almost crying by the door. He really wanted to come in and see me. But I had no idea who he was. I didn’t know what my name was. “Please” he whispered, but the doctor cut him off, and he left together with some curly handsome guy. I sighed and adjusted my pillow. Why is life so hard? Why can’t I remember? I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. I closed my eyes and sank into sleep still under sedatives. After a while I felt someone pulling the blanket over me. Then that same person ran its hand over my hair. I turned around and met some familiar eyes. I didn’t actually knew who was that, I had no idea who was that, but those eyes…there was something in them..