Mistaken Identity

I walked in her room with my heart in my hands. She staring at the wall when I entered but she looked the door and saw me. She didn't react. I knew she wouldn't, she doesn't know me. I walked in a little more.

"Hi," I stammered.

"Hi, Who are you?" I knew I couldn't avoid that question but when I heard her asked my heart broke.

"My name is Alexander Carter but you usually call me Alex." I tried to smile but I failed miserably. How can I? The only woman I've ever love doesn't remember me or the good times we've spent with each other.

"Who are you to me?" she inquired.

"I'm your boyfriend." As I said those words I try as hard as I can to keep a smile. Hopefully my forced smiles assure her.

"I have a boyfriend?" She asked surprised with a smiled on her pale face. My heart lifted when I saw her smile. The smile I love so very dearly.

I nod. She stared to smile and start playing with her fingers. She is nervous. She does that when she's nervous. I smile at the memory when we met.

I walked closer to the bed and sat in the bedside chair. She turns to look at me. "Can I asked you a few questions, please?" she asked with uncertainty.

course, you can ask anything you want. I'll answer them." I

meet? Was it romantic?" I grin at her

Was it romantic?

Hell No.

It was the opposite.

busy streets of New York," I

raise her eyebrows. "Really?

and rub the back of my head. I wasn't sure if should tell her about what her sister did or why i was really

were my stalker before you

me something else." I tried to avoid the subject of how we met. I wasn't the nicest of persons especially since I made her lose her

me?" my heart freeze at her question. That was the last thing I was expecting her to say at least since she lost her memory. I've never actually told her I love her. I might as well

happy to have back my heart. Without you I've being a mess." I

at me not knowing how

anything about our relationship I just have this feeling that you're my heart too. That you mean the world to me

made