Author's note: hey guys! I didn't plan on finishing this story since I have so much I want to do but after reading it again due to the helpful reminder of a comment, I have decided to finish it. It is short, probably around ten to fifteen chapters. I hope I get your support for this guys. Please read and enjoy and don't forget to vote.

Chapter Two

The next morning I went to visit the unconscious student council secretary. I had assistance because according to doctor Gray, I shouldn't do anything stressful and moving around as I liked counted as stressful so I was seating like a boss on a wheel chair in my butt gown—I mean my hospital gown.

I was looking pretty awesome being pushed around and I tried to seat in a nice bored pose like one of those Don guan characters, in the movies.

When we neared Phun's room I thought it was the room of one celebrity with all the flowers and get well cards lying around. Ohh, young master Phun sure has a lot of admirers. I never really understood that at school; why people liked the clean and proper Phun, and even though I didn't hate him, I just couldn't see why he was so great.

P' pushed me into the room that was occupied by an elderly woman and Nong Pang, Phun's little sister. They both turned similar eyes my way and they looked like night zombies. I should tell Nong Pang not to show up like that again in my room at midnight. I nearly had a heart attack.

"Noh," Phun's mother walked over to me and I shyly affected an innocent and kind pose. She suddenly hugged me. Why was she hugging me?! I didn't have that kind of close relationship with her and also isn't this the first time we are seeing each other face to face.

"I'm so glad you are okay," she breathe and it was really sincere. I said nothing and waited till she pulled away.

"I wanted to come visit you but," her sad eyes moved to the bed. On it I could see a body, I mean a person who was sleeping, not dead. But he might as well be with how still he was.

When Nong Pang came to my room and told me about Phun. I felt something strange in me and I urgently wanted to see him for some reason. I almost couldn't seat still but the stupid nurse on duty that night said I couldn't go anywhere that night so I had to stay put. She even scolded Nong Pang for coming to my room without permission and drove her away.

I was so fretful that I didn't sleep until I could come here.

"How long has he been like this?" I asked. Rolling my chair towards the bed, I got a closer look at his body. Phun didn't look like I remembered. He was older now, though his hair was still as long, his face still as round but his skin was very pale and though he looked peaceful and was breathing, he didn't look quite alive.

"As long as you have," she said. "The doctors said he didn't suffer as much as you in the accident and that he would just needed surgery then he'd be fine but after the surgery he hasn't woken up. They said they are hopeful," she took a deep breath like she was having difficulty breathing and when I looked at her she was near tears.

"But they said I should prepare myself for the worse."

"The worse?"

"That P'Phun won't ever wake up again," Nong Pang finished for her mom who looked like she couldn't go on.

I looked at Phun and that unrest in my heart grew. "Wait, you said accident? Did Phun get into the same accident I did?"

The mother and daughter shared a look and P' sighed behind me. I got agitated by their behaviors.

"Noh, you and Phun were, you two were in a relationship"

My head exploded. Not my head, something in the hallway fell with a loud crash but it might as well be my head. "By in a relationship you mean..."

I made an expression that was partly grimace and partly pain as my eyes went to Phun.

They nodded like cartoon characters; rapidly. Huh? Huh?! Me and Phun?! My eyes fell to his lips like magnets and I touched my own as Imagined us kissing. Ewww. No way. I liked girls! Nothing can ever beat my burning passion for girls. This must be a mistake.

"No way," I shook my head," me and Phun? How the hell—"why didn't anybody stop me. That damned Ohm, where the hell is he so I can smack him. Didn't he know that I was obviously out of my mind to be dating young master Phun, prince of Friday boys school.

"you two were on your way out for your three years anniversary when you had the accident," P' said. She had definitely left this out from her recap yesterday. Okay, so me and Phun have been together for three years, that's a pretty long time, I was impressed but then again I shouldn't be. Does that mean that for the last three years I have been kissing and having sex with a guy? My virginity went to a guy?!

Noooo.

It must have hurt right? Wait, who was top. Was it me. it better be me, I won't take it if it was Phun. Damn it Noh, that's not the point!

I was having an internal battle with myself and the people not inside my head only saw my growing aghast expression.

"Are you alright P'Noh?"

I couldn't answer her simple and concerned question. My head was just too caught up in a mirage of imagination of me and Phun.

"Maybe this was too much for him, the doctor said he shouldn't stress himself."

"I'm okay, P" I told her and opened my eyes that I did not know I closed. This was so strange and disturbing but I had to put that aside and focus on the present. Phun was in a coma and we didn't know if he would wake up. Naturally I wanted him to wake up, the same way I would want anyone to wake up, because as a human being why would I want anything else. But if Phun woke up and wanted to pick up where we left off, I don't know that I would just yes like that. I mean we are both guys!

So I stayed with the family. Of course they wanted to know how the accident happen but they knew better than to ask me. I didn't even try to think about the memories I had forgotten. For me it didn't feel like such a big deal. I know I sound stupid, but I'm serious. I didn't feel all that worried that I had forgotten three years of my life and anyway, I wasn't in a hurry to remember having sex with Phun.

When it was evening and we have all tried using our speaking skills to keep each other from remembering the person who won't wake, the nurse came to usher me out of the room.

"Will you visit again, P'Noh?"

I wasn't a family member and I can't even be considered a friend, if I visit too often won't people think I was strange. Also I'm still a person who is healing, even if I wanted to my parents would not let me. They were seriously really worried.

"I will try," I said without making any promises. Her eyes became downcast and I was sorry but I didn't know how to help, if my presence there would even change anything.

"Don't worry, Nong Pang, your brother will wake up. He can't let his little sister and mother be sad for too long," I said while smiling like I believed what I was saying. I looked at the sleeping person who has not even twitched since we were talking and sighed. Why is it that I survived with only a few missing memories while you are sleeping and won't wake? People should wake when they sleep.

Feeling a strong unrest in my heart that had no reason, I reached out to hold the hand hanging outside the bed, to put it under the blanket so he won't get cold. Who knew that as I touched him he would touch back and nearly send me flying out of my chair?

It wasn't even a soft touch. This person actually grabbed my hand. Me and Nong Pang even let out a small yelp of surprise at this behavior from a person who was supposed to be in a coma.

"Hey, Phun, are you awake?"

After a minute, long lashes fluttered and opened like the wings of a butterfly. The eyes of the owner where clear and black and they kept staring at the ceiling.

Phun's mother flew to our side and looked at him. "Phun? Phun are you awake? Son?" her voice was shaking with tears and beside me Nong Pang had her hand over her mouth to hide their trembling but her eyes had been long filled with salt water.

"Son, can you hear mom?" she had hands touching Phun's face trying to turn his face to her. He did turn but not to look at her. His eyes zeroed on me like a missiles and wouldn't stop looking.

I stared back with a deer caught in a headlight look. When a family member is crying by your side, you don't just look at other people and not stop looking. Phun was staring at me but I don't know what he was thinking and whether to say something just to clear the awkward air.

"Noh," he finally said something but his voice was scratchy, his throat must be really dry.

"d-do you need water?" I was a little unnerved by the stare that hasn't reduced in its intensity in a long while. Or what felt like a long while.

"I will get the water," Phun's mother left in a hurry.

"I should call the doctor," NOng pang came to her senses and quickly disappeared. With all my escape method stolen, I could only return the look, my hand was still in prison and the warm skin was causing it to sweat.

"Can you let go of my hand," I said.

The eyes finally left my face to look at our hand and how his was still gripping mine. He wasn't letting go and after a while of staring at our hands, he said, "no, I don't think I can"

Wha- of course you can! Just let go! I didn't want to play rough with a wounded person so I shakily smiled. "Okay, don't let go then."

So we stayed like that; one person sitting, the other sleeping.

In a short minute Phun's mom was back and even though she wanted to feed Phun the water, he refused to drink.

The doctor thankfully was not far behind. He entered the office and glanced at me. It was the same doctor Gray.

"Noh, "he said," glad to see you moving around already."

I smiled sheepishly and reddened when I saw him glance at our locked hands.

"Hello Phun," he said, "now let's see how you are doing."

To all the doctor's questions, Phun nodded or shook his head without moving his lips to speak. "So memories intact?" the doctor asked.

My ears grew long to hear the answer. If Phun remembers our relationship wouldn't that put me in a very awkward place?

Phun opened his mouth and closed a few times, his male lips chapped and looking really dry. "I remember talking to Noh," he said. "I was telling him to," his eyes met mine," to be my b boyfriend"
oh snap! So he remembers asking me out.

The doctor looked to Phun's mom and then did some further checking. "Can you try remembering how the accident happened?"

Phun did try, I could see the effort it was taking and the veins around his head looking like they would pop. Unlike me though Phun did not bleed.

"How did that feel?"

"It hurts to think," he said.

"Okay, this is very good progress"

After a good round of questions, it turned out that Phun and I remember exactly the same thing. He had no idea that three years had gone by since I ran into his office looking to fix our clubs budget.

I pretended to be serious but inside I was breathing deep breaths of relief. Now I don't have to look for a way to politely tell this guy that I can't be his girlfriend—I mean boyfriend.

"Noh," the doctor finally turned to me, "you should go to your room now, I am coming to check on you."

I laughed and gave my hand a tug to check that the octopus hand that was still holding mine was still as firm as ever. It was. I laughed awkwardly. Damn Phun, let my hand go already. Do you think I enjoy holding hands with a guy?

The doctor looked at us and gave us this creepy smile.

"Oh, are you two in a relationship?" he asked an alarming question. Already the people around are nodding but I was shaking my head fast. "In that case should we put you two together in one room?"

What are you saying?! It was bad enough to think that I have been having late night's activities with a guy. I don't want to share the same hospital room as him! But all my attempt to refuse were unseen and Phun's mom even accepted that it was my presence that woke Phun up.

I was all for the occasional philanthropically movements but not when it looked like I was going to be endangered. What if this guy decides to sneak into my bed while we sleep, and what if there is no one in the room to stop him?

Anyway, long story short, I did get moved in with Phun.

He still hasn't said a single word after the first day, he was just looking at me. I assured him that everything was fine. For all my reluctance to be with him, it felt... good to have him in front of me. I didn't notice that I was agitated before now, ever since I woke up, and seeing Phun made that feeling go away. But make no mistake, I am still not going to be this guy's boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever.

A week after Phun woke up, I already started physical therapy because I had a little hip injury. Don't laugh, I was in an accident. Anyway, I walked funny but I was starting to get the hang of it.

Looking at myself in the mirror with that ruggedly handsome look, I can only be proud of myself and give myself a pat on the back. Memories of my life after school has started coming to me and Phun and I began to compare notes the minute he could speak again.

"What are you doing?" he called for me. I was in the bathroom tying my hair up in a half ponytail like I used to.

"What, miss me already?" I walk out and see his deadpan expression, what's he being so gloomy for?

"Is that something you normally say?" he asked.

I shrug, "I guess," then I blink, "it feels like something I would say. Ugh, this is so weird."

Occasionally I would say things that sound gay as hell, and it's always around this guy. I eyed him. "When are you going to tell me everything that you remembered? Like, do you remember the accident?"

He shook his head, "not yet but bits and pieces are coming to me. "

I sat on my bed, "I remember nearly every day I spent in the university, my band crew."

"You have a band crew?"

I nodded. They were just five guys, including me. They haven't been to visit but I don't think anyone informed them. Anyway, I don't want them to come, they are noisy as hell and putting up with them is a day's job.

"I don't remember that."

"What about your friends?"

"I remember... Pond," he said and his face brightened a bit. It caused me to smile and give him thumbs up. But the brightness faded to zero almost immediately, wasting my thumbs up sign.

"What are we going to do about the other thing?" he asked.

"The other thing?"

He gestured impatiently between us and I sat up straight. I was hoping he wouldn't mention that.

"Nothing, I mean it's not like we can continue dating. You don't remember what happened and how we started dating anyway," I hastily wanted to erase the thought from his head.

"I know but,"

"No buts, it's cool even if we don't remember."

"Are you sure, Noh?"

The question made me freeze in place. That's the same as saying that he wants to remember, that he wants to get back together.

"Why are you asking? Don't tell me you like the idea of dating me."

He didn't immediately answer making me to sweat from the back of my neck.

"I can't remember why I broke up with Aim, I love her. If I broke up with her for you then yeah," he lifted his eyes and looked at me, "I want to know why"

No way! So to know why you want us to start dating afresh? No, I don't like guys! I'm a fan of girls to the end! How can I explain this to Phun without sounding like a jerk? I mean if we dated for three whole years then I should also want to know too, why I would date Phun, a guy that I don't remember spending much time around back in school.