When I Woke Up

My name is Erika and this is my story. It's tragic and heavenly all at the same time. The best part is it's none of that stupid typical love story shit. This is truthful...I don't like to lie to you and the beauty of the truthfulness of it is, while it's sad at times, it also has lots of hope and happiness. Remember, you don't always know what you have till it's gone and most importantly love with everything you have once you find the real deal because that's all you get in life. It's what matters over all of the dumb fighting and pointless drama. Love conquers all and my love story will really prove that. Here's all about when I woke up...


1. A Luke Hemmings Fanfic Begins

I woke up to an annoying beeping sound. Knowing that it couldn't be an alarm clock because I use my mom for that, I quickly opened my eyes, worried that it was a fire alarm or something equally as important. What it really was terrified me even more.

I was in a hospital, hooked up to several machines, surrounded by 4 extremely hot guys that I didn't know at all! My next move was to scream because I'm a complete idiot. They stopped their conversation and turned their attention to me, the really tall blonde one with blue eyes rushing over to my side. "Oh my god! Thank god you woke up...finally! I was starting to worry you never would. Erika, my princess, you were in a terrible accident and you have been in a coma for a few months now. I'm so sorry, I should have been with you, maybe things would have been different." "Luke! Good god mate! Do you really think you should be springing that news on her when she just woke up?" That came from the one with the multi-coloured hair. I got the impression that A.) "Luke" was about to murder him and B.) he was holding back a lot of curse words. The really tan one (A/N: I refuse to describe Calum as "the Asian one" because we all know it's not true but yet we describe him that way to ppl that don't know him. It's kind of frustrating if you think about it. So for anyone that stumbled upon this fanfic and doesn't know the boys I'm sorry you got this generic description lol was being extremely quiet, almost like he felt awkward, and the bandana wearing one was now sitting in a chair off to the side, trying to give me some space while trying to play the drums quietly on his legs, or at least that's what I assume he was doing. All I could think was I better distract blondie so there isn't any fighting or my room becomes the crime scene for a murder investigation and that this is seriously the strangest group of guys I've ever encountered.


"Listen, guys, I don't know who you are or why you're here in my hospital room. Anyone care to explain this all to me? Also, where's my mom?" They all exchanged glances ranging from shock to hurt and then walked off to the side to discuss whether or not they should tell me what was going on. This took about 15 minutes because they couldn't decide and argued. Finally, they came back to my bedside and Luke began to speak again. "Okay, we have all decided that you need to take it easy right now and that you also need to see the doctor, but you also deserve to know what's happening to you. We're going to page the doctor & we will tell you after she makes sure things are going well for you & ou-" He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence because the tan one punched his shoulder & the air drummer had gone into the hall & retrieved the doctor.


"Hello Erika, I'm Dr. Sinclaire. How are you feeling? Can you tell me what you remember? I hear that you don't remember these guys, so I need your last memory with as much detail as you can give me." I sit back against the pillows & close my eyes, trying to remember the best that I can. "I remember getting in my car to go meet up with my mom. We were going somewhere important. I don't know where, but I know it was important because I was wearing make up, which is a rare thing for me. I'm driving the interstate & the radio is up loud. That's about it besides feeling my phone continuously buzz in my pocket." I notice Luke look down at the floor guiltily. "Very good dear!" "Where's my mom? She must be worried sick."


"You haven't told her anything yet", she said looking at the guys. "Well, we told her she was in an accident & had been in a coma for a few months, but we decided it would be better to wait on you & your advice for the rest Doc." That came from the guy with the colorful hair. "Good, I'm glad you did. With her not having all of her memory, we are going to have to get scans of her brain & giving her anymore information could affect the results. This could just be her way of blocking this trauma she's been through. To be safe though, we need to check. After the neurologist gives his diagnosis, she'll be cleared to go home where you can explain everything to her. I'll go get the neurologist & we'll get started!" With that, she left, leaving me even confused & annoyed than before. Why are there so many holes in my memory? Why did Luke look so guilty? Why isn't anyone telling me about my mom? Every time I mention her, they look at each other with sad expressions. This is all so frustrating!

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