I Remember
Chapter 14 : Pictures
Alex's P.O.V.
It had been two days since I told Nate about how he asked me out & our first date. I've came over ever day since then, I've been telling him as much memories as I can.
He still can't remember, and it hurts me everyday. I've also noticed how Miley comes over sometimes, they hang out and he's always smiling with her.
Of course I get jealous, but then I look down at my hand and see the ring. The ring that shows that Nate does love me, he just needs to remember somehow.
I then found a tactic, that could maybe work. I went over to Nate's after I took a shower, and held a huge box in my hands. I knocked on the door, and it took a while. That's when I knew Nate had to be alone.
He had gotten better at walking, his muscles were waking up more. Tomorrow would be his first exercise therapy, and Mrs. Russo said I should join him.
Nate opened the door, and he smiled at me. "Hey Alex." he said, "Hey." I said, he noticed the box in my hands. "What's that?" he asked.
"Let me in and I'll show you." I said, he nodded and moved out of the way. I walked in, I was right. No one else was to be found, it was just me and Nate.
"Where is everybody?" I asked, he pursed his lips. "They went to go and buy groceries." he said, slowly walking to the couch. He finally sat down, and I sat down next to him, a few inches away.
It was still awkward for Nate, I could tell. Once, our knees were touching and I watched how he moved a little. I ignored the feeling, but I felt like I was unworthy at his move.
Of course I reminded myself that Nate didn't remember, it wasn't his fault. I set the box down on the coffee table, I grinned at him. "It's somnething good, I'm guessing?" he asked.
I nodded my head, I opened the box and pulled out some framed pictures and others that weren't. "Woah, it's a gallery." he said, I nodded.
"It's most of the pictures we took." I said, I put down a couple, and picked up one. It was a picture of when me and Nate had went to the beach, it was a couple months ago when we had Spring Break.
Nate was wearing a white t - shirt and some black swimming trunks. His hair looked puffier than ever, as for me, I was wearing a red two piece. My hair was a little shorter and wet.
He observed it, and bit his lip. "This is when we went to the beach during Spring Break." I said. I laughed, "You wore the t-shirt, because you were scared you would get sunburn again."
He continued to look at it, "It's nice... but..." I already knew. "Um..." I said, looking around in the pile of pictures on the table. I pulled a picture that had me and Nate laying down on grass, just looking up.
"This is when Mitchie had her party at the park. We were just looking up at clouds, and Mitchie took it out of nowhere. That's why I look ugly here." I said.
He frowned, "You don't look ugly. It's adorable." he admitted. I smiled a little, "Anything?" I asked. He sighed, and shook his head. "Is it..." he paused.
"What?" I asked, "Is it wierd that everytime I start to remember something, it starts to hurt?" he asked. I bit my lip, I didn't like it when Nate was in pain. I knew he would hurt at times, but now that I thought about it.
I'd rather Nate forget than him be in pain, but that would only cause me to be in pain. I looked down at my ring, and I knew. I can't give up, I have to make Nate remember. I can't give up on us.
"Hm..." I said, I looked through the box this time. Then I saw something, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I pulled out a framed picture, "Here's a picture of our first time going to a dance together." I said.
The picture was me and Nate, he wore a white dress shirt and some black slacks. I wore a simple white dress, it stopped at my knees and was strapless. I remember having to pull it up at times, because it kept showing too much.
"Wow." he said, looking at it. "It was the day you dedicated the song Stolen to me." I said. He thought, "Hey, I think I know that song." he said, Of course I thought.
I pulled out my cell phone, and played the song. I always had it on my phone, I would listen to it when I missed Nate. He smiled, "I do know that song. I - I like it a lot. But, I can't remember dedicating it." he said.
I frowned, I was starting to get tired of trying. But I knew if I gave up, I would only feel ashamed and stupid. I couldn't give up on what Nate and me had.
I touched my ring, and he looked down. He saw my ring, and he smiled a little. "Your married?" he asked, I felt my heart crush. I bit my lip, and looked down. Don't cry, don't cry.
I looked up, and faked a smile. "Yeah." I said, "Lucky man huh?" he said, I shrugged. "Yeah, but he doesn't know it." I stated. He smiled a little, "Your so young." he said.
"I know, I get that a lot." I said, he just nodded. I continued to show him pictures, but everytime it only ended in failure. I would get hurt more, and I just wanted to cry.
End of P.O.V.