Jimin's POV
I hated being in the hospital. They kept me there for a few weeks once I'd woken up from the accident, before I was finally given the long awaited news.
I could get out and go back School.
I never thought I'd be happy to go to school...
It's weird, they've explained to me that I forgot a few things after the crash... 4 months of my life to be exact, they all seemed super nervous to tell me...
I don't need those memories anyway, nobody wanted to tell me about what happened, something about someone thinking it was better I never remembered.
If they don't want me remembering it then it must've been bad, which means I don't really want to know.
But I was shocked on my first day back at the place I used to think was hell, (before spending so long in the same room of a hospital) when I was abruptly greeted with a bunch of strangers.
It was strange, it was like I knew them but I just couldn't remember where from...
"Jimin-ah!!" The tallest one shouted as he ran over and hugged me, I had been told by my parents to not be too shocked if strangers knew me, apparently I did a lot in 4 months.
"I'm not sure if you know, and I don't want to upset you in any way, but after the crash I lost a lot of my memory, and I'm terribly sorry but, I don't know who any of you are...?" I questioned slowly towards all the people surrounding me.
"Oh, I forgot, sorry Jiminie... My name is Taehyung, I'm your ex-boyfriend and current best friend." The boy who previously hugged me grinned boxily and I blushed.
"B-Boyfriend?" I double checked and he blushed a little, "for a little while yeah."
To say I was shocked was an understatement, this boy was beautiful, and he was with me!? He probably broke up with me after he realised he could do better...
"I'm Baekhyun, Taehyung's boyfriend now, but we're also really good friends and before you jump to conclusions we were all perfectly okay with all the relationships and none of us hate each other, I did not steal your boyfriend!" The smaller boy looked very nervous to talk to me but I understood what he meant.
Although, it wouldn't surprise me if he were lying, because he and Tae look much better together than I would ever look by Tae's side...
As the rest introduced themselves I realised that I had somehow gone from no friends to a LOT of friends in 4 months... But I was confused...
Why did nobody want me to remember this if I had made so many friends?
Surely I was happier?
The day went amazingly, too amazingly, I knew there was something wrong and it was because I hadn't been bullied, once, at all, all day...?
No sudden beat up sessions, no 'nerd' remarks... Nothing...
Where the hell was Yoongi? And his minions, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook...?
Unless something did happen with Jungkook, he was there, holding my hand, as I woke up...
"Jimin...?"
I snapped out of my trance as Taehyung waved his hand in front of my face, "yeah?" I responded as he grinned me, "off in space?? Come on you've got music next, IU is with you, I have to go to photography. I'll see you later though!" Taehyung explained and IU smiled before walking me to my classroom.
As we entered almost everyone was already in the classroom and they stopped to look at me, it had been the same in every lesson, this was our last lesson today.
Even though it had been fun, I was glad the day was almost over.
"Hi everyone, I'm alive!" I kinda giggled and everyone laughed before either going back to their conversations or some coming over to ask me if I was okay.
Apparently word had spread to everyone that I almost died.
As I was talking to IU, Mr. Osbourne came over to speak to me, "hi sir!" I waved enthusiastically and he was grinning brightly back, "I'm so happy you're well and back Jimin, I can't wait for you to start playing again, I've missed your beautiful music." He complimented and it made me smile wider.
I think School is actually going to be good from now on!
~ a few weeks later ~
As I had previously assumed, my life somehow miraculously improved after my memory loss.
I don't have any idea what I did during those 4 months that are still erased from my brain, but somehow I managed to change for the better!
I still felt like people were hiding something, I've had Taehyung explain everything that happened in those months I don't remember, but there are areas that don't match up...
Like they aren't telling me about something... Or someone...?
I've had one encounter with my previous bully Yoongi, but all he did was tell me he was sorry.
I wasn't sure whether to forgive him so I'm the end I just left it, just told him that I didn't want to be friends but I'm grateful that he doesn't harm me anymore.
The rest haven't said a word, I've barely seen them, I haven't seen Jungkook at all. It's like he vanished.
Until one day:
"TaeTaeeee~ can you walk me to music because IU isn't here today? Pleeaase?" I begged my best friend cutely and he giggled, "of course Jiminie, are you gonna be okay without Jieun?" He asked with a worried frown, "god I'm not a baby Tae! I'll be fine!" I hugged before laughing.
Once I'd got to Music he hugged me goodbye and told me he'd meet me under our tree at break afterwards.
The lesson was just the same as it used to be, I went to play the piano separately from everyone else as they all did whatever they did.
Play the song above - (If you finish reading the section before the music stops, then just listen to his amazingness...)
Until I heard a voice, a voice that was so unfamiliarly familiar, like I'd dreamt of it before but never heard it.
I stood up and went to the door before opening it and stepping out, I saw Jungkook standing on the little makeshift stage we have, singing "nothing like us" by Justin Beiber...
It was amazing...
I don't like the guy at all, he's a pretentious douche, but I never knew how utterly mesmerising his voice was...
It was like honey pouring out of his lips, it was so smooth and his range from deep and sensual, to high and captivating, to powerful and passionate was unbelievable...
My eyes glued to him and I couldn't stop staring at his scrunched closed eyes and furrowed brows as he put his everything into the beautiful performance.
Wait...
This has happened before...
I can feel it...
It's fuzzy, but it's like I hear double, I see double, it's the same thing, but I feel different.
I don't understand...
I looked back at him singing, to now see his eyes open...
Looking at me.
His eyes were tearing up, sparkling with so much emotion.
Emotion I couldn't read, that I didn't understand.
My heart was thumping in my chest, pounding like the drum that beat inside my spinning head.
His glistening pools searched within me, he never let them wander from my own two eyes.
Why do I feel like crying?
Why do I feel like I miss him...?
I felt like he meant every single word he sang, all meant towards me.
My chest pained to see him like that...
As a tear slipped from his eye, somehow so did a tear from mine.
I didn't even realise I was crying until I felt the tear drop from my face, why was I crying?
Why did this mean so much to me?
What the hell happened between me and Jungkook during those 4 months?
He closed his eyes once more as his tears fell down his cheeks until finally the music stopped.
Nobody was clapping, nobody thought it was right to... The performance was spectacular, but now was not the time to clap, cheer, or congratulate the crying boy that nobody had seen in weeks.
When he re-opened his eyes he was watching me again, I was so confused, why can't I just remember!?
I had to get away from everyone's staring faces, I couldn't stand the way that the whole class stared intently at me, so I ran.
I pushed open the door and ran.
Trying to escape all my confusion...
If I run from my memories then maybe they'll never catch up to me, maybe I'll never remember, and maybe that is for the best.
Or I could stop.
I could stop running, I could try to remember what happened, and maybe that is for the best.
So I did.
I stopped running, I stood in the middle of the school field.
It wasn't a nice day, the overcast grey clouds locked out any warmth that the sun could have ever shone down on the grass, and the wind, it was powerful, and cold was an understatement. But I forgot my jacket today... I didn't care.
"Jimin!"
I couldn't even turn my head, I knew the voice belonged to Jungkook, and I knew he was running toward me, but all I could do was stand there as the wind whipped my hair against my own face.
"Jimin please! Don't run, don't leave, just please let me talk to you... I can't anymore, I can't just pretend that I forgot just cause you did... I need you to remember Jimin... I know you felt something then! I know you did! Don't hide it from me I can see right through you, I learnt how to read your emotions, the ones that are pouring from your beautiful eyes right now... Please Jimin, don't leave me again."
I could help but cry with the boy who sobbed and begged before me, I hated that I couldn't remember what he wanted me to, I hated that I somehow made him feel this way, and I hated that there was nothing I could do about any of it...
"Help me..." I mumbled and he frowned, "what...? Help you with what?" He held my hand as his other palm stroked my cheek gently, "Help me remember..." I whimpered.
I didn't think I'd ever remember what happened, but I knew that I felt something, He made my heart go crazy and it was nothing like the way my heart used to pound when I saw him.
This was in no way fear.
This was love.
I didn't know why I felt this way and maybe I never would, but as we kissed and the rain started to fall on us both, I knew that all I cared about was Jungkook.
I never wanted to see him hurt again.
I was going to make sure he never felt that hurt again.
As we broke apart he whispered one last thing loud enough through the wind, "I'll help you remember."
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A.N.
Woooooooooooooo
Hopefully this was okay and wasn't stupid...
I tried to make it like kinda dramatic but I'm not an amazing writer and I never will be so I just do whatever I can to try and make it interesting!
I know a lot of you don't care but I just need to share with someone how amazing my evening was, I was round one of my closest Male friends house and I was the only girl with 4 other boys, one of whom has been my "crush" for ages now and the other three being extremely close friends, and it was genuinely one of the Funniest night of my life, but it also made my feelings for this boy escalate even further and I'm like so stuck and just agghhhhh 🤯
anywayyyyyyy
Thank you for reading I hope you liked it!
Byyyeeeee 😘👋🏼👋🏼👋🏼