Forgotten

Chapter Three

Jessies POV

I still feel uncomfortable around Danny, it's always quite awkward. Although my Mum is here most of the time, she can't always be with me. It's odd that I still haven't remembered anything about Danny but I often catch him staring at me.

We was sat in the living room whilst my Mum left us to go to the shops. I don't know what to say to him anymore. He's sat on his phone, tapping violently away. "What's wrong?" I asked, watching him as his brow furrowed.

"Nothing it's just-" He was cut off as his phone rung. "Hey Vicky, I can't really speak right now...well no but-" and with that, he walked out the room. Vicky? Why am I hurt he's talking to a girl? I'm an idiot.

As he walks back in he ends his call and smiles at me.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, giving him a weak smile.

"Just my sister, it's nothing really" I sigh, it's weird, for some reason I feel relieved he was talking to his sister. He's sat across from me as we make polite conversation, I badly want to go and sit with him. He is wearing a beanie today, which his hair is tucked into.

"You know Jess, it isn't polite to stare" he laughed.

"I-I wasn't staring" I stuttered, why am I so nervous?! Why does he care if I was staring at him?!

"I was joking, it's fine" his face dropped into the sad emotion that I had gotten use to, "I'm going to bed, night Jess" He got up and walked out of the room and upstairs.

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I woke up in the middle of the night and heard whimpering coming from another room. I get up and sneak out to the coridoor. I hear the sound coming from Danny's room, his door is open a crack so I nudge it open a bit more. I see him sleeping, he has pushed duvet off his body and is just in his pajama bottoms, revealing his bare chest. No different from the other day, still a good view. Wait, since when do I think he was attractive?

He started to groan and whimper again, breaking me of my trance. He was moving around a bit and his face was twisted. His hands were made into fists. I walked closer too him, still with no idea of what to do.

As a got closer to him, I saw he was shaking and sweating. I reached out and brushed the hair off his face, unaware of what was going to happen. As if on que with my thoughts, Danny's entire body relaxed. It was only momentarily but I saw it. Did that really just happen?

I needed to know so I tried it again. I gently ran my hand along his cheek, his stubble rubbed against my hand. I watch him as my touch calms his entire body down. I quickly pulled away, I feel a spark run through my body.

I see his face squeeze back up. "No..." he mumbled in his sleep, he curled into a ball and began shaking again. I sat down on the bed next to him and rubbed his back, my heart was pounding so bad. He completely relaxed again and I soon heard him begin snoring.

I shouldn't feel like this, I know we were bestfriends but how come I never have never felt like this before my accident? I continue rubbing his back, I liked the feeling of his skin against my hand. Why do I keep thinking like this?

He began to move and turned so he was facing me. He rested his head on my knee. He seems to be sleeping peacefully now. I push his hair from his face once more when a sudden panic ran through my mind.

What if he woke up and I was here?

I got up and regretted it as he started mumbling again. "No Jess," wait what did he just say? "don't leave me..." his eyes fluttered half open. I let him take my hand and pull me back down. As soon as I layed on his bed, he pulled me closer to him and I rested on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and I felt his steady heartbeat as he slept.

This felt so good, but I couldn't help wanting to move. Only because I didn't want to explain this in the morning, but I don't have it in me to move and wake him up, which I undoubtably will.

I just hope my mum doesn't notice me in here with him. I let him hold me close to him as I made circle motions with my finger on his chest...