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6. I'm not leaving

Brad's POV 🎸🎹🎼

We got a hell of a shouting at when we reached the tour bus without visiting the interview. But honestly, we didn't care. Sure we might have lost a golden opportunity to promote our tour but what we did today was incomparable.
"Do you think we'll visit her again tomorrow to get her phone?" Con asked me.

"I don't know. We're only here for two more days. Maybe they'll courier it to us." I said getting comfy on my bus bunk.

According to Joe because we were late our hotel rooms got overbooked and we have to sleep in our tour bus. Not that I'm complaining, I love the bus!

I was drained of energy. Who knew lying was so tiresome. Maybe I should just substitute lying for my workouts.

I turned around and cuddled into my blanket for warmth. No matter how tired I was, I really couldn't sleep. I kept seeing that girl laying all alone on her hospital bed. She didn't have anyone and she couldn't remember anything. And I made her life worse by sticking my nose in. I felt guilty.

I wonder what her real name is? Maybe I should take her on tour around Europe until we find her house? She could tag along as a guest... Then I could check on her progress and eventually tell her... the truth. I think I like that idea. A smile found it's way on my face.

"Whatcha grinning about Bradley?" Tris asked from the bunk across from me. "Cam.. She's gonna come on tour with us." I said without really moving my lips or opening my eyes.

"Is he asleep? already..?" Tris asked James who was on the bunk above him. "Beats me Mate, He's had a rough day." They all kept quiet. "Hey, Brad?" Con asked.

"Hmm."

"Does it hurt that she doesn't remember you?" How could she possibly remember a person who she's never met? "Not really." I mumbled.

"Cheer up mate, think of this as a chance to Get to know her better, I don't know fix things up with her. You said the only reason you broke up was cuz of her moving house right?" Oh great, he's getting ideas. Not a good sign Tris.

"Listen can we talk about this in the morning? I'm really tired." I muttered and shuffled around under my covers. They sighed their protests but let me be.

"It'll be fun having a girl on tour with us won't it?" Con asked. "I don't know mate. I have a sister and she can be sweet, but I wouldn't want her on tour with me especially with you guys." James replied, oh how he loves his sister.

"Hey, Sophie is cool. I'd be fine with her being on tour with us." Tris entered the convo. "I have a sister too. They're fun and all but you have to remember that Cameron isn't Brad's sister. It could be a very awkward tour." Hmm, I never thought of that. Would she find it awkward to be on tour with 4 people she hardly knows, but she thinks she just doesn't remember?

Probably. That does complicate things. I let out a frustrated grunt. "Okay, okay we won't talk about her.." Tris assumed I was annoyed with them.

"What's our next stop?"

"Liverpool! It's going to be wild!"

I got out of bed and grabbed a can of beer from the cooler and popped it open.

"Pass one to me mate." Tris asked nodding his head at the can.

I checked the cooler, saw 5 cans and decided to be cheeky. "Ah, sorry mate we're all out."

"What else's in there?"

"Just 5 of these." I took out a can and threw it at Tris- who being preoccupied with his phone- got hit in the head.

"Ow! Mother- that's a beer can ya knucklehead!" Tris screamed while the rest of us laughed.

"Anyone fancy some 'Xbox and chill'?" Con asked from the end of the bus with a controller in hand.

Wouldn't have to ask me twice, all that fatigue and guilt was forgotten in that moment and I'm a terrible person for saying I didn't care. I was happy.

So imagine my shock when I got a call at 3:00 AM telling me to go to the hospital immediately!

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"What's wrong? I got here as soon as possible?" I asked the lady at the desk.

"I'm sorry who are you here for?" she asks. shit did I make up a last name for Cam? ... I can't remember.

"We're here for Cameron Regan she was in room 327." James said slightly out of breath.

Cameron Regan, Cameron Regan. shit what kinda name is that! what was I thinking? Jesus.

"yeah what he said."I repeated forcing a smile on my face. "just a minute." She said.

"Brad, Mr. Mcvey, Mr. Mcvey." Well hello to you too Lana.

"Ya?" I answered while James snickered.

"It's Cameron." Well duh.

"She's much much better, but the doctors have diagnosed her with amnesia." Well duh.

"I'm sorry that she can't remember you, Brad. But she's all good. I actually called you here so that you can take the - she lowered her voice- phone." Lana was actually getting on my nerves. Did she lose some IQ points during the day?  

"Okay, but at 3 am?" I asked keeping my irritation in check. "It's the only time I'm off work and can walk around the hospital without difficulties and questions..." She whispered. I guess that makes sense.

"Okay, so where is it?" She turns on her heels and walks confidently towards the elevators. "Should we follow... or stay?" James asks. I wish I knew. Lana checked herself out in the reflection of the mirror before motioning us towards her. She was acting like a basket case to me.

"I've kept it beside Cameron's guest bed. Brad you'll have to get in and pretend to be staying the night to avoid questions and just grab the phone... She's probably sleeping." Well duh! not everyone stays up to play mission: impossible at 3 am!

"you remember the room right?" she asks. I look to James. "it's 327 mate." I wish Connor and Tris were with us, they always knew how to lighten any situation. They fell asleep a while back when James and I were doubling on video games. It's next to impossible to wake those two up! I swear they could sleep through a bloody tornado and not even stir!

I gently opened Cameron's room door. "Hey, Mr. what do you think you're doing?" A nurse from the other room asked, I forgot if she was the lady who asked if I'd stay the night. "I'm staying the night in my girlfriend's room?" I hope she wasn't or else I'd be dead meat. She just smiled apologetically and walked away. I walked into her room and felt around for a switch of some sort cause the room was pitch black.

Suddenly the room flooded with bright lights that made me shut my eyes. But I wasn't the one who turned them on. which could only mean one thing. "What are you doing here?" a shiver ran down my spine. I felt like a deer caught in headlights, even though I wasn't doing anything bad in fact I was doing this to help her!

"umm- I- was just umm here to get my phone. I left it in here before." her mouth formed an o-shape and she rested her eyes. Maybe she forgot what her phone looks like? I walked towards the small table beside the guest bed which was made up for some reason? was she expecting company? I found a black iPhone 7 and took it off the table. "Found it" I quickly pocketed it.

"Oh, you mean the fancy black phone? with a red cover?" Shit, she knows it's hers.

"I think the nurse wanted me to hack into it for some reason. I didn't know it was yours thank god it didn't unlock when I tried." she mumbled softly. Okay, I'm safe.

"Oh it's okay, you didn't know." I told her.

"No, Brad, I didn't remember." I'm guessing they told her about having amnesia. I looked at the medical report clipboard on her bed and sure enough, amnesiac patient was scribbled on there with a black marker.

I honestly felt bad for her. I was using her amnesia to my advantage. Is now a good to time to tell her about the tour... "Hey Cam, I was thinking, that umm- you should come on tour with me, you know so that we can drop you off home and so that you can try to remember everything about yourself." She looked at me expressionless. "when would we leave?" she asked.

"In two days. I'll check with the doctor and straighten everything out. we're going by bus for the English leg of our tour, so your passport shouldn't be an issue. I hope." She looks straight ahead.

"You don't have to give me an answer now but, I'd prefer it if you came on tour with us, I don't think they can reach your parents."

"Yeah, cuz I fell out of the fucking sky hit my head and got amnesia don't know who I am or anything. I had this vague memory of a Bryan and now I'm not sure. It was probably you. And I wonder if my family is okay, I can't remember why we ever got on a plane to fly all the way to London." wait, that accent... She's American! I don't know why I didn't realize sooner! This is a whole lot bigger than I thought it would be.

"I can't remember! what if I never do. How many moments did I lose?" At this point, she was whispering things to herself more than to me.

She took in a deep breath and sniffed. I think she was on the verge of tears.

"Hey, Hey don't cry..." I'm shit at consoling people but I tried for her. this was all technically my fault.

 She went into a silent breakdown taking in heavy jagged breaths and sniffing here and there.

I felt terrible that the only thing I could do to slightly calm her was rub her back and arms. Her uneven breaths started calming down. And I felt like the pillow was calling for me, the second my head hit it, I didn't wanna move. "Brad," She said in between sniffs. "Don't leave, you're the only thing that's clear to me." I cuddled in beside her and nuzzled my nose into her neck. 

"I'm not leaving." 

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(A/N) 📝

I know it's a short filler chapter and I'm sorry for that but it was necessary to move the plot along.

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