My brain started to feel fuzzy from glancing from one dress to the other. Dropping the dresses onto my bed, I massaged my temples then glared at them once again. Having amnesia is not fun at all. Not only has everything changed in the last few years, but also my wardrobe has and I was not sure if it was because of sea change or the fashion has changed… or both. I remember floral being a huge thing in clothing attire but by staring at my wardrobe I could only find a few floral pieces. I knew I was in trouble then. I sighed and did what I always did every time I had a dilemma. I called Tom.

"If you're calling about a raincheck on tonight, then no, I am not allowing it."

I smiled into the speaker, it has been two weeks since Tom and I had gone through the rough patch. He has been quite helpful by teaching me a few things about basically everything including public transport, my home address and how I lived. "You always think of the worst, don't you?" I laughed.

"A lady you're taking out to dinner calls in the early hours of the morning before it is always a scary thing."

"What I'm calling about is not scary at all, it's probably really amusing to you but frustrating for me," I fell back onto my bed that was filled with tons of dresses.

"Oh, I like this. What can I help you with?"

"I don't know what to wear!" ignoring his laughter, I continued. "This is a serious problem, Tom! I don't know what the fashion trend is here! I don't want to look like a dope!"

"What you have been wearing for the past few weeks have been fine though."

"Casual clothing is my thing, I don't do formal things!" I paused and waited patiently for his laughter to come to a halt. "Stop laughing!" I growled at him.

"Okay, sorry, what did you need me to do?"

"Could you come over and choose an outfit for me?"

"I'm utterly shocked right now, Lara. You hardly ever ask me to help with your appearance at all! It feels quite amazing that you are so vulnerable that you need my -,"

"Keep going and I'm going to cancel on you," I frowned. My hand was gripping my waist in annoyance.

"Sorry love," I sensed his grin from the end of the line. "I have to run some errands right now… how about I send you my stylist?"

"Your stylist?" my jaw hung down and my arm dropped to my side.

"Yeah, she usually helped out when we went to events together so she's quite familiar with you even if you're not."

"Yes, but… your stylist? Isn't that too much for just going to a dinner?"

"With my work colleagues who are big named stars? No, not really. I'll call her now and I'll bet she'll arrive at your doorstep in no time," and with that he hung up and I was left anxious.

We had planned to attend a dinner with the stars that he had previously worked with as a reunion of some sort because they have been so busy to make time for each other. His friends were all bringing a plus-one and Tom thought it would be a good idea for me to his plus-one. According to him, I have in the past spent some time with his friends, especially when they were filming for the movie 'The Avengers' – which I still needed to watch because I have no recollection of watching – and they know me quite well… as well as the state that I am currently in. I was anxious with the fact that I was going to meet movie stars for the first time because I cannot remember and I don't know how they will react to me or even communicate with me especially if I do not remember anything. For all I know, I might be acting like a star struck fan.

I dropped my phone onto my bed and shut my eyes. I had to keep my cool and control my mouth as well as my behaviour around his friends. How does a person with amnesia even act like around crowds? Was there a certain way that they needed to act? How do you blend in with people that you supposedly know?

The front door was knocking and I was hopping on the spot from anxiety. I knew it was the stylist because Tom called awhile ago telling me that she was on her way and I was just too damn nervous to greet her. Finally after her third set of knocks, I calmed down and opened the door to greet the stylist.

She was a short middle-aged woman who dressed very well with a huge smile plastered on her face. "Hi Lara! It has been so long!"

"Hi Julia," I cracked a smile back and shook her hand.

She looked taken back when we shook hands then quickly started to laugh, "I forgot that you can't remember anything! Darling, whenever I style you, we have the biggest gossip sessions!"

I froze in my spot; it was shocking to hear that coming from someone else, that you cannot remember anything.

"I mean, when we shook hands and I was thinking we usually hug when we greet each other! Silly me!" she shrugged and walked into my apartment with a small rack of clothes and a small luggage.

I watched her as she headed into the living room in bewilderment over how easily she brought over her wardrobe and how easily she just walked into my apartment.

"So I got all the information off Tom about where you're going and who with," she turned to me now standing in the middle of my living room. "And let me tell you, we need to make you look super hot!" she squealed in excitement. She must really love her job. "Well, don't just stand there! We need to get started now!"

I nodded and shut the door before hesitantly walking to the living room.

She watched me in amusement as I stood in front of her with shoulders hunched. I was not sure how to act around her when she knew how I was. "You are so different to how I saw you last!"

"How so?" I timidly glanced at her.

"Well," she pressed her lips together glanced at the blank television.

"You have to be honest; I won't take any offence…" I tried to smile but only achieved half a smile. "I've just been hearing vague things about myself and it would be great if I heard other things."

"You are a lovely person, well was. Except you can be rather bossy and selfish at times… I remember this one time you had your assistant come to you to give you something that was work related and I was quite shocked with how you treated her," she shrugged.

I nodded slowly. It felt like I was listening to someone talking about someone else that I had to remind myself that it was about me. "Was I that harsh on her?"

"Not too bad, you just snapped at her for being a bit late and punished her with an even more work load. You weren't afraid to show that part of you though… even in front of the media, you used to tell me your hate on famous people, well except Tom, of course."

"I was rude?" my breathing started to become shallow.

"Yeah," she pulled a sour face. "Right now, you probably would have just judged how I styled your hair, make-up and your clothes and keep persisting that you look the prettiest. I wouldn't be surprised if those famous people that you've met despise you."

"Shit," I sat onto the coffee table in grief. "I am a horrible person."

"You're not horrible, darling," she patted my shoulder. "You're just hard to handle at times. We should get started," she went to her luggage and started unpacking the essentials needed.

"Tom," I muttered. "Did I treat him bad?"

"Your phone calls were more or less the same when you weren't in the mood but he handles things well, you didn't treat him too bad, don't worry!" she replied, not looking at me but still unpacking.

I nodded slowly. I suddenly did not want to remember about anything of who I was.

As Julia helped me get ready for dinner that night, I tried with all my might to not get my emotions involved with all that I have learnt. I was not sure how I was supposed to face Tom tonight along with his friends. How could I have treated them like that? I felt too much shame and embarrassment to attend the dinner, but I had to… I would otherwise be betraying him.

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