I started to stammer.

“What was I saying?” I ask, rubbing my achy forehead.

Suddenly two eyes stare at me, my girl best friend and my boyfriend.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

“The doctor said this would be a side effect from the surgery,” My boyfriend said.

“What surgery?” I pleaded. _Silence_. “What surgery?” I demanded this time.

“Do you not remember?” He asked.

“No.”

Both of their eyes started to water.

“Please tell me what’s going on.”

“You just went through brain surgery a couple of days ago and you’re starting to lose your memory.”

My eyes widen in surprise. What are they talking about? My health’s great.

I focused on a golden labradoodle on the other side of the field when I heard whispers.

“I think she’s starting to forget. She didn’t even know about the surgery.” Alex—my boyfriend said.

“What if she forgets?” My best friend—Rory—Said.

“We’ll figure it out when if it goes there. For now, she’ll be going to her treatments, hopefully, she’ll get better.”

I turned my head around.

“Why so secretive?” I joke, my smile poking out.

“Nothing, we’re just concerned for you, but you’ll be fine,” Rory said, her bright smile soothing me.

“Can we go get boba?”

“Anything for you sweetie,” Alex said.

We headed to get boba.

- Boyfriend prospective -

“What was I saying?” She asked, rubbing her forehead.

She seemed out of it, always looking around, only halfheartedly focused on me. I worried what was going on in her head. What if she was slowly forgetting me?

“Do you think it’ll get worse?” Her best friend asked.

“I hope not. I’ll be praying though. We have to stay strong for her.”

Rory started to cry.

“She’ll be okay I promise,” I said, wanting to comfort her but knowing my limits.

As we rode in a taxi to get boba, I noticed Emily started to forget things. She couldn’t find her phone, she even looked for her glasses.

“Honey?”

“Mhm,” She looked up at me for a split second, then looked away.

“You didn’t bring your glasses?”

“Oh! Found them,” she said, then smiled as she put her glasses on.

That put me at ease. She wasn’t fully forgetting anything.

“Oo! That boba looks great!”

“I’ll buy it, get whatever you’d like,” I said.

“Don’t worry I can pay for yours,” Emily said to Rory.

“It’s okay I brought money.”

“No! I’m paying,” Emily’s playful smile melted me. Even though she wasn’t looking at me, I remembered when she was well mentally.

“Are you trying to be funny?”

She said, with that playful smirk.

“Yes, did it work?”

“Hmm… lemme think…. Sure.”

I laughed. “Are you going to the theme park?”

“Yeah, want to be my date?”

“I’d love to.”

We held hands off into the sunset. As per usual.

“Are you okay?” Emily asked me, bringing me back to reality.

“Great.”

“Okay good,” She touched my face, “You look distracted.”

“Only by you my love.”

I could hear Rory giggle behind us.

“You guys are making me feel so single even though I have a boyfriend!” Rory joked, poking her head in between us, then disappearing again.

We all sat down.

“Hey, my rides here I got to go, take care of Emily for me?”

“Will do,” I replied.

“Bye, Rory!” Both girls hugged, then she was on her way.

“This Bobba is so good!” She sung.

“What flavor?”

“Strawberry, here try mine,” she held up her drink to me.

“That is good!”

“I know right!”

I let her try mine, “Mine is my favorite, but yours is good.”

“You know that trend where the boyfriend has better taste and the girlfriend always steals her boyfriend's stuff? I think my taste is better! I’m the one exception to this trend.”

“I think so too. How do you have such a knack for this stuff?”

“Grow up eating a lot of junk food, and you find yourself figuring out the best combinations.”

“Like this?”

“Yes. Like this one.”

“Mhm,” She smiled.

“Let’s go walk around the park.”

We walked around the park with our boba, the nice smell of flowers tingling my nose.

-Emily’s perspective-

Holding his hand felt right. Although you know that feeling you just want to be held by them, although you somehow just can’t get close enough to be satisfied? That’s how I felt.

I wrapped my hands around his side as we walked, and he leaned into me.

“You’re so beautiful,” He said, moving my hair out of my face.

“You’re so handsome, how did I get so blessed?”

“I don’t know. You deserve the world you know? I don’t think I deserve you, but I’ll try to make it worth your while.”

I felt the blush roll through my face, bolling my body temperature.

“You deserve better too, so I’ll try to be better for you.”

I hope I’d remeber how well he treated me. What if I forgot about him? Or about my Bestfriend?…