Amelia Becker and Beau Brooks were the perfect couple. Everyone envied their relationship. It only took one life changing event for them to realise how much they meant to each other. Forgotten, that's what Beau was. He felt lost without having Amelia knowing the truth, without having her in his arms whenever he wanted. Will she eventually learn to trust Beau and regain her memory?


30. Chapter 30

“How long do you think it’ll take her?” I heard Gina’s voice from the corridor. I opened my eyes, squinting them to adjust to the light.

“I don’t know,” Beau sighed.

“Beau, it’s been 2 months now,”

“There’s nothing I can do,” Beau muttered.

“Does she at least know about you two?” Gina asked.

“No, she thinks we dated for a year but then broke up. The girls told her she has a boyfriend and I have a girlfriend. She’s getting suspicious.”

“You need to tell her,” Gina told Beau.

“Doctor said it isn’t a good idea,”

“But Beau-”

“Mum, please, just drop it, alright?” Beau snapped at Gina. I heard someone walk in the room so I shut my eyes again, pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re awake,” He said, I grinned a little before turning around to find Beau flicking through his wardrobe.

“What are we doing today?” I asked yawning.

“We need to go to the hospital so you have a check up, we missed our last appointment so we need to go to this one.” Beau informed me.

“Hmmm, okay,” I said stretching.

“Go back to sleep, it’s only half 8.” Beau gave me a warm smile before walking back out the room. I did exactly what he told me to.

“So you and Skip,” I said grinning at Rosanna who had a smile across her face.

“He’s perfect,” She simply said. “He treats me like gold,” She said smiling down at the floor.

“What about you and Beau?” She smirked.

“I’ve just met him,” I giggled.

“Yeah, but you like him and it’s obvious he is head over heels for you!” She said grinning.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I’m not used to this whole liking thing.” I shrugged.

“And you never will be unless you’ll give him a chance! Trust me; he’ll be the best boyfriend ever.” She smiled.

“How would you know?” I laughed.

“Well, we used to date a few years ago…” She said silently. I gasped, my mouth shaping into a perfect ‘O’ shape.

“Shit! No way?! Why didn’t you tell me?!” I asked shocked.

“Because you never asked!” She giggled.

“But why do you want me and Beau together so much?” I asked, confused a little.

“Because he’s a sweetheart and I am completely over him. You two would make the cutest couple.” She smiled widely.

“Maybe,” I said, smiling back.


“Oh my god! What do I reply?!” I asked the girls.

“He defiantly wants you!” Grace yelled happily.

“Shut up,” I hit her playfully in the arm, looking back down at the text.

From Beau:

Well if you ended up coming over yesterday maybe there would be an ‘us’ xx

“Is it bad that I wish I would’ve gone round yesterday?” I asked biting my lip nervously.

“No! That’s good! Why didn’t you go round?” Georgia asked. I shrugged.

“Scared about what might’ve happened between us I guess.”

“Why? He’s hot?” Grace giggled.

“I’m not used to this type of thing,” I pouted.

“Yeah, and you like Luke so back off.” Rosanna told her playfully, poking her in the arm.

“Yeah but Luke doesn’t like me back, so.” Grace sulked.

“Oh, he does.” Georgia, Rosanna and I said in sync. Grace’s face lit up immediately after we told her.

“Okay, so, we set Amelia and Beau up and then we set Grace and Luke up.” Rosanna smiled at Georgia thinking about their little plan.


“What about this one?” Beau asked lifting up a red lace bra.

“Already have one similar to it,” I muttered flicking through the other bras placed on the table. I looked up to find Beau smirking.

“Oh god,” I muttered, not wanting to know what he was thinking.

“How about I buy you 10 pairs?” Beau asked, standing by my side.

“Why?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“I’ll have more fun that way,” He grinned. “You can always model them for me as well.” I flushed as he said this.

“Ha, cute. Keep dreaming.” I said pinching his cheek, walking away.

“Amelia,” He groaned, walking after me.

“No, Beau. Stop whining.” I giggled.

I woke up to find Beau getting changed, searching through some tops scattered in his draws. He turned around and smiled at me.

“Hey,” He said huskily.

“Morning,” I replied.

“We need to be out in 30 minutes, will you be ready by then?” He asked pulling a white plain top over his head.

“Yeah,” I mumbled, still half asleep.

“Good, I’ll meet you in the living room.” He said before walking out the bedroom door, again.

These dreams or memories, what do they mean? Why is my current boyfriend in none of them? They’re all about Beau, or have something to do with him. I need answers, not lies.


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