I'm Sorry, Do I Know You?

I'm back! Did you miss me? Basically, this isn't fan fiction (shocker!) this time but it's more of just something I wrote. I hope you like it. (:


6. Chapter 6


Twenty minutes later we were walking to Sarah’s car, Jake looking around apprehensively and I carrying the weekend bag.

“You’re here!” I heard a shriek, and Sarah was rushing over to hug me. “And you look awesome.”

“Hmph. I can’t believe you’re complaining I don’t dress up enough and yet you turn up in sweatpants and an old tee.” I grumbled, handing my sister the bag which she threw into the boot of her car.

“Shut up, Rach. I’ve just woken up. Hi, Jake.” She leant in to hug him but he backed away. “Oh, sorry...”

“Sorry. I know you’re Rachel’s sister, but I can’t remember you. I’m sorry.” He wrinkled his nose up and hopped into the back of the car. Sarah looked at me weirdly, but I rolled my eyes and sat in the back of the car beside Jake.

“So. Who can you remember, apart from your family?” I leant back against the headrest, as Jake chewed his lip thoughtfully.

“I can remember a Michael... and a Jessica.”

“Hah, nice. Michael was our friend at the end of school. Jess was your girlfriend at the time too.”

He smiled. “And Hayley?”

“Your cousin.”


“He worked with you at the office.”

This kind of game went on until we started to get closer to Jake’s apartment. He fell quiet, as if trying to remember. We pulled into a space and got out. Sarah told us she was going home, and she drove off. I sighed as Jack fumbled with the keys I gave him.

“Which one’s mine?” He asked quietly. I led him up to his apartment and he unlocked the door, and stepped inside.

“Do you remember this?”

“Vaguely.” He walked around a bit, wringing his hands. “Yeah, I can remember where the rooms are.”

“Do you want me to go?” I asked.

“No!” He said quickly. “I mean, please, I don’t know what I’m doing. I can’t remember.”

“It’s okay. I’ll go home later tonight and then come back tomorrow morning. Okay?”

He looked relieved, and I walked over to the kitchen. I began to make two mugs of coffee, and Jake hovered around nervously.

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