"Jordan, please be awake." A faint voice was ringing in my ear.

"Jordan, wake up!"

"Huh, huh?" I jerked awake, suddenly falling into someone's arms.

"Fuck, I thought you were dead for a second."

"Who are you?" I asked. Looking up, I saw a boy who was my age with jet black hair and dashing eyes that beamed right into mine. His face was appalled at my question, though he was gorgeous. He smelt like the inside of a rich department store in the mall.

"Dominic," He started to laugh uncomfortably. "You don't remember?"

"I really don't," I replied. "Are you my friend, brother, or something?"

"That's it, I'm calling your mom and the ambulance." He put me down on the couch carefully and ran over to the phone.

I was terribly confused. I had no idea what was going on. Who is he? My mind was still spinning, my stomach felt like it was going to explode. I kept trying to remember, but nothing was coming back to me.

"They said they would be here quickly," Dominic sat down beside me and ruffled through my hair. "You'll be okay."

"I don't know you," I fired back, slapping his hand away. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No, I hope you'll be back to your normal self soon." He scooted away, turning his attention outside the window.

"You do know that guy's your boyfriend right," Noble chuckled. "Dominic, him over there you keep staring."

I quirked an eyebrow. "My boyfriend?"

"Yeah, you must have forgotten that too." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I just got released from the hospital, take it easy on me." I retorted, folding my arms.

My boyfriend. Boy friend? Or was he really, the one I was in a relationship with? I couldn't stop taking glances at him every second. He was incredibly handsome, every movement of his I got butterflies watching. The way he put his tongue to the side of his mouth, focuses on what he's looking at, fixes his hair, way he walks, the way he talks, the sound of his voice, how melodic his laugh sounds. I wish I could remember who he really was and what we went through. I wish I could remember what I meant to him.

"Ow!" I shrieked.

"Okay, what the hell was that for?" I grumbled, shooting my eyes towards Noble.

"I'm going to kick you every time you look at him so hungrily!" He shouted.

Dominic in the corner of his eye, took a glance over at our table.

"Sh-, shut up. He's looking." As I argued with Noble, I saw Dominic smirking.

My stomach started to growl.

"Hey, I'm gonna go to the cafe right here in the library. Want anything?" I asked Noble while pushing in my chair.

"No I'll be fine," Noble leaned over to look at Dominic. "But you might want to buy your boyfriend something."

My cheeks flushed a cherry red. "He hasn't even talked to me." I sighed and started making my way to the cafe.

As I was waiting in line, a "Hi" crept into my ear. Turning around, I saw it was an Asian guy with side-swept black hair who was with Dominic here.

"Um, hi." I replied nervously, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm Dominic's friend if you didn't know," He lifted up his pointer finger and pointed it behind him. "You should talk to him, or well actually you need to talk to him."

I shrugged. "Is he even interested in me?"

He looked at me as if I was crazy. "You're a lunatic, he's your boyfriend!"

I let out a huge sigh. "Everyone keeps telling me that, but he's not even talking to me."

"That's because you need to talk to him first."

"Okay, why is that though?" I started to raise my voice.

"Last time Dominic tried to talk to you, you thought he was going to kill you."

I nodded in reply, "Fine, I'll talk to him later."

As Dominic's friend strode away, it was my turn to order. I ordered a chicken Alfredo crepe, orange juice, and a blueberry muffin. As I was about to put my food down on the table, I realized someone else was sitting in my seat. It was Dominic.

"H-hey, what's up?" I stammered, shooting a half-annoyed face at Noble.

"Hey, nothing. Sorry I'm in your seat, I just wanted to talk to you." Dominic grinned, revealing his perfect white teeth regardless of his braces.

"About what?" Noble interrupted teasingly.

I nudged Noble on the shoulder, signaling him to leave us alone.

As he walked away softly chuckling, I plopped down in his seat and was in front of Dominic.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me." Dominic said, his eyes lighting up.

I folded my hands behind my head to try to keep my cool. "Yeah, let's do a man-date."

Dominic leaned back, starting to laugh he asked confusingly, "A man date?"

I slumped down in my seat, focusing my eyes on the floor I replied my cheeks turning hot, "I don't know what I just said."

"I'm guessing that was a yes though, right?" Dominic said as he leaned forward.

"Of course, what time?"

"I'll pick you up at 11:30, we can eat at the festival."

I straightened my back and tilted my head to the side. "Festival?"

"Yeah, this summer festival. I forgot what it was called but that's where our date will be. Sound good?" He cheerfully asked, holding out his hand to me.

"Y-yes." I hesitated, resting my hand on his it was almost as if it was a reflex, I remembered I needed to do it. I curled my fingers into the spaces between his hands and smiled looking directly into his eyes.

"I'll see you then." He said as we both got up.

After we released hands, I couldn't resist checking him out as he was walking away. I couldn't describe this feeling I had lingering inside of me, however it was mostly anxiety. I could only think how stupid I must have looked in front of him, how loudly I talked. The way I screwed up, saying man-date. What the hell was I thinking?

Although, I did now have a date with him. I kept replaying his voice in my head, repeating the things he said to myself. I couldn't stop smiling, I almost ran into my front door just thinking about him.

Dominic. His name, echoing in my head. The way I knew I needed to rest my hand on his, how I curled my fingers into his, it felt nostalgic. As if when we touched hands, everything was a blur around me and the only two people in the universe were me and him. I just really wish, I could remember what he really was to me. I knew he was important, everyone else seemed to know that too.

Even more than me. He was like a novel I had just finished reading, but I lost it, and when I found it the pages were all ruined and worn out with dog ears and tears. He was still only a chapter for me, and I needed to finish the whole book again. I need to mend what's broken and sort out all the crumpled, tape the ripped pages. I could only hope everything would come back to me as soon as possible.