Starting A Life From Amnesia.

Move In With Me.

Sorry it's been so long, I've been overly stressed, I've been obsessing over Dan and Phil (amongst other youtubers) and Kelliin Quinn (SWS) on tumblr, I've had college, I've been in hospital (appendix removed), I've had to catch up with college, I've been stressing a lot more and I've been lazy... reasons for not updating.

I can't find and actor for Nixon so let's pretend Dylan O'brien has green eyes.. Suggest an actor if you like.. Thank you for waiting!

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“Are you ready to go, Miss?” the nurse asked with a smile, I only nodded in response and climbed off the bed. I walked into the corridor and to the desk. I began filling out the discharge forms. I took a deep breath and walked out of the ward.

I had nowhere to go so I decided to go to the café to think, I bought a cup of hot chocolate with some change that I found in my clothes from the accident and took a seat. I must have been in deep thought when a voice brought me back down to earth, “Deza?” Nixon whispered, I blinked a couple of times.

“Sorry what?”

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to decide where to go from here.” I explained. He thought for a moment then grinned,

“Well, I'm realised today, how about you move in with me?” he suggested, I smiled shyly.

“I'd love that but I don't want to be a burden.”

“Seriously, it'd be an honour.” he insisted so I smiled and accepted.

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“So, this is my apartment.” he said while lifting his arms up, I smiled and turned round, taking everything in, it was quite large, yet not too large and it was beautiful decorated. The hall that we were currently stood in was painted a warm fudge colour with a few quotes painted on, here and there. “So, should I show you to your room?”

“Sure.” I hesitated before following him, how long was I supposed to be staying? What if he got sick of me? I shook my head then followed him. He took me into a room with chocolate-coloured walls, there was a double bed against one wall, it had red silk covers on and two pillows. There was a T.V. In front of it, average size.

The room was simple yet so beautiful. I sat down and grabbed Nixon's hand and pulled him down with me, he lay down and pulled me into him. “Thank you.” I whispered and pulled him into me more. He kissed the top of my head and sighed.

“You're welcome, beautiful.” he replied, making me smile. He began to hum, he made me feel extremely safe, I could easily be myself around him without feeling insecure, it was strange but a good strange. It was almost like I'd known him my own life and for all I knew, I could have.

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I must have fallen asleep because when I next opened my eyes it was dark, everything was silent, Nixon's arms were still around me. I contemplated closing my eyes and going back to sleep but my stomach protested and I wiggled out of Nixon's grip and made my way in the direction I thought the kitchen was in.

I turned on the light then started to search through the cupboards only to become confused, it was hard to do simple things when you had no memory of doing them before so I just stood there and stared, trying to figure out what I was supposed to do with a cupboard full of some kind of card boxes.

I felt firm arms rap around my waist, and heard a low chuckle. “What are you doing?” Nixon whispered, clearly amused.

“Erm, I'm hungry and I have no memory so I can't...” I blushed and didn't bother finishing my sentence, he leaned over me and grabbed a box, a long with a bowl. He let go of me then set the bowl and box on the corner before turning to the fridge, (yes, I seemed to know what a cooker and a fridge was, just not how they worked) and opened it, taking out a bottle. He poured whatever was in the box into the bowl as well as pouring some liquid in. He then passed the bowl and a spoon to me.

“Cereal and milk.” he explained, I took a hesitant bite and then continued eating, enjoying the taste and texture of the food. I then placed the bowl in the sink and turned to Nixon. “Want to go back to bed?” he asked, I just nodded and took his hand.

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We lay back down and lay in comfortable silence but it was clear that I wasn't going to sleep any time soon.

“Nix, are you awake?” I whispered,

“Fully.” he replied, I sat up slowly and faced him, “No longer tired, either?”

“No,”

“Hold on.”

He began to climb out of bed and walked over to the T.V, he slid something into the T.V. then lay next to me and hugged me to him. The temperature of his body was perfect and added to the safe vibe that radiated off him, I smiled and snuggled into him while watching “Yes Man”. After laughing a lot with Nixon I slowly fell asleep, in his arms, smiling. 

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Thank you for reading! Vote/comment.. The song on the side doesn't really have anything to do with this chapter but the lyrics are beautiful, BriBry's voice is beautiful and his face is beautiful..