Tiffany's POV:
How could I have possibly remembered everything from just being in one place? The doctor said that by visiting a place something traumatic happened is particularly dangerous, especially as I was going to drive home.

I didn't know where I got stabbed, maybe someone should have warned me first... but then again, if I didn't go I wouldn't have gotten my memory back.

The doctor said I was lucky I didn't hurt myself or anyone else, and after a check up I was free to go home.

Mom was going to come here to the hospital but Avery told her it was nothing to worry about and that I was fine, thankfully convincing her to stay home... although she wasn't too happy about it, I know she'd be worried sick.

As soon as the doctor was done Avery smiles at me cheekily saying, almost singing. "I got the address."

I grin and follow her out of the hospital to her car where she decides to drive as I wasn't in the best of conditions. And maybe because of the fact that my mom's forty thousand dollar car is now damaged... and she is definitely not happy about it, she was so happy the day dad brought home a brand new car especially just for her, and that was two years ago but she still loves her white sporty SUV.

When I saw a picture of the back of the car I instantly knew mom would most probably metaphorically kill me. So why not road trip it from here to Hollowstern Creek right now when she's mostly worried and slightly pissed off. Or maybe it's the other way around.

I definitely have to call her to tell her that we'll be road tripping it though, I don't want a double pissed off mother and a very pissed off father by the time I get back.

"Avs, are you sure you know how to get there?" I ask my friend as I put on my seat belt. Safety first.

"Yep. I specifically asked Tyler what suburb they lived in and then I put the suburb in my phone." She tells me, buckling her own seat belt.

"Right... whatever you do, do not get us lost."

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"We're here!" Avery sings after an hour or two, although when I look outside the window I know for sure we are definitely not where the Conaway's live.

We were in a small mall car park, but the surrounding areas looked foreign to me.

"Yep. We're definitely lost." I tell her. She looks at me with confusion and I shake my head. "Hollowstern Creek is definitely not where we are. Are you sure you you got the right address?"

She looks at me with wide eyes and a small annoyed pout on her lips. "Do you not trust me enough to get us somewhere?" She asks, as she takes her phone off the sticky green phone holder and taps her phone a few times before showing me the screen.

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just you have no sense of direction." I tell her before taking the phone off her and looking at the map.

As soon as I saw the name I pressed my lips together to hold in my laughter, although Avery caught it.

"What's so funny?" She asks me cautiously.

This time I actually giggle, making it hard for me to talk. When I finally calm down I tell her. "Well Avs, you spelt Hollowstern Creek wrong for one. You wrote it as Hollowsterk Creek." 

This time she snatches the phone off of me and giggles herself.

"Bloody hell!" She exclaims, tapping at her phone before her laughter turns to annoyance. "Oh man, we're at least four hours in the wrong direction. Damn it."

I sigh and sit back, "Well, how about we get something to eat and then head off again."

"Sounds good to me. Let's just hope I don't get us lost again." Avery says and I smirk.

"Let's hope so... I mean you not getting us lost hope so, not you getting us lost." She looks at me with a quirked brow. "Or you know, never mind."

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"And we're here!" Avery sighs as she puts the car in park and scans her surroundings. "Anything look familiar?"

I look around seeing the street shops and everything I did the first time I came down here. The place isn't really busy, it seems peaceful. And everything is very familiar.

"Well yeah. If you keep going down to the end of the street turn left, then I'll tell you where to go from there."

We pass by Lucy's ice cream parlor, we passed by the park. Memories of being here flood my brain and I'm actually happy. I remember. 

Soon enough we are in the street where the Conaways live, a few houses down towards the left and we'll be there. The big beautiful house, full of memories with Tyler, Kyle, Skylar, Callum and Aaron.

I feel weird being here but in another way I'm really happy.

"So are you just going to sit and stare or are you going to go inside?"

I look at Avery and blink, realising we're now parked.

"Yeah, I'm just thinking." I tell her, opening the door and getting out of the car, slowing closing the door behind me.

Walking up the drive taking my sweet time, with Avery not far behind. I raise my hand to knock when I get to the door but stop myself when a thought strikes me.

They probably hate me. I forgot them, I forgot the people most important to me.

I sigh and turn around prepared to walk away only to be stopped by my best friend.

"Tiffany, what are you doing?" She asks me and I shrug.

"They hate me. I forgot them Avs, do you really think they'll forgive me? I highly doubt that they will-"

"They'll forgive you, I know they wil-"

"They won't. Full stop. Listen, why would they go home without saying goodbye? Come off it Avs, they hate me. They really do hate me, even I hate me. Man, let's just go hom-"

"Tiff?" 

Rude. How many times do I have to get cut off before I get my point across. I turn around preparing my speech, only to freeze. My whole body glued to the concrete floor, my eyes close to bulging out of their sockets.

"You can shut up now."

My bulging, wide eyes now glaring at him. What a jerk. I haven't seen him in a long while and the best he can come up with is shut up.

"You're such a jerk." 

"And I'm your jerk." 

If this was a movie I'd be giggling, but this isn't. This is reality. 

When did Kyle become so cheesy?

We stand there staring at each other for a bit before he steps back and invites us in.

"Whatever you say, jerk." I tell him, holding back my smile.

I feel like the girl I was when I first got here. The word jerk slipping off my tongue like it's normal, although in a way it kinda is. 

This time he ignores me. As I brush past him and the door I feel this weird feeling swirling around in my stomach.

"Hey Tyler!" Avery says giddily, I look up to see Tyler standing by the kitchen door frame. "How you doing? I heard you make the best sandwiches, care to make me one."

I knew what she was doing. She was giving me and Kyle some time.

"Good, good. How are you?" He asks casually before opening his mouth and asking, "How's your cousin?" 

"I'm good. D'know bout her, although you could give her a call, I have her number." She says with a smirk. He turns the lightest tinge of pink and I can't help but smile.

"I'll make you that sandwich now." He tells her turning around and walking into the kitchen. Avery running after him.

"I don't hate you." I jump at the sudden presence behind me and the statement that was whispered in my ear. "And I only came home because I did have something important to deal with."

I turn around slowly and look at him, "Something more important than your girlfriend forgetting you." I say, giving him a small smile.

"Way, more important." He jokes, but let's out a yelp when I whack him. "Hey, that wasn't very nice."

"Neither are you." I reply smugly.

He smiles and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.

"Come on, I did have something important. Otherwise I'd still be back in your home town just waiting for you to remember, remember me and what we have." I open my mouth to speak but he cuts me off. "Come, I think you'd want to see this."

With the tone he used I start to worry.

I raise a brow but nod and follow him up the staircase and down the hallway, memories flashing in my mind. When we stop, it's in front of the locked door that I remember I wasn't allowed in when I was living here.

Kyle unlocks it and holds it open for me before entering and closing the door behind him. The room is dark, so dark I had to be careful where I was going.

Kyle was holding my waist guiding me through the darkness before I hear another door knob turn.

"Isn't there a light in here or something?"

I hear a light chuckle from behind me, feeling Kyle's heated breath tickle my skin. "It blew just the other week."

As Kyle opens the door, the light from the room reveals itself. The light was so bright that I had to blink a few times.

I look around the room and stare at it in amazement.

"Kyle, what is this place?"

The room looked like ones from spy movies. Guns and other weapons decorated the blank white wall. On the other side of the room is what looks like a computer with multiple screens. 

This must be where Tyler was when he was working.

"This is where we find out everything we need to know and where we gear up. The thing that was so important we had to come back was that someone broke in and hacked the important information from our system, they managed to get into your file. They also stole a few of the special Elementaret guns. Anyways Tyler located everything and sent Skylar on the case, so basically I wasn't really needed here. I was leaving to come back just as I bumped into you."

I just stare blankly at the room before turning around.

"Right... And that was more important because?" I ask him slowly, I mentally slap myself then. "Sorry, don't answer that. I'm just being selfish and rude, I know how important this stuff is."

What the hell is wrong with me? How can I be so damn selfish?

"Hey, don't worry about being selfish. I honestly prefer selfish you over amnesia you any day." Kyle says in a cheesy kind of way.

It's cute when he's like this. But I instantly feel this heavy feeling in my stomach when he mentions amnesia.

"Sorry." I whisper.

"Why are you apologising? That wasn't your fault." He tells me, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"I know bu-"

"But nothing. It wasn't your fault." I blink as I feel my eyes watering up. "Hey, why are you crying?"

I feel Kyle's hand move to my cheek and his thumb slide under my eye as he wipes away a tear that slipped past my eye.

I shrug. "I don't know. It partly was my fault, plus everything that went down after I woke up. It's stupid. I honestly thought you hated me, I mean I hate myself. If I were you I'd hate me."

Kyle smiles, and I don't know why. "I can't hate someone I love."

My eyes flick up to meet his, my breath caught in my throat.

"You, l-love me?" I choke.

I feel my face heat up in embarrassment. Out of all things I had to say it was that, I mentally face palm myself.

He laughs amusedly. "Yes, I love you Tiffany."

Kyle leans in slowly and before I realise it, I'm doing the same. Our lips meeting in the middle. The kiss was slow and sweet.

The way a perfect reunion should be... but it was also sorta cliché.

Our kiss soon turning more heated when Kyle nibbles on my bottom lip, soon turning our slow and sweet kiss into a heated, French kiss. Both Kyle's and my hands roaming each others body, like we didn't want each other to disappear... insurance this was all real. My hands, move up Kyle's back and neck before lightly gripping his soft slightly long hair. 

I don't know how long we were standing there and making out, it felt like we were for a very long time. In this time though I figure out why I hate myself for forgetting the guy that's making me feel weird sensation run through my veins.

Love hurts is what they say.

I hurt Kyle by forgetting him. And I hurt myself by hating myself for forgetting. Metaphorically of course.

But one thing I can say is that the reason is because I'm in love with Kyle Conaway.

Why did I only figure it out now is a whole new mystery to solve, but hey at least I know why I'm hurting.

I love Kyle. I really do.

And he loves me.

Kyle gently pulls back breathing heavily, his lips red and swollen, and a smile curving on his lips. His hair now in a tousled mess, looking adorably sexy.

"I missed you." He whispers.

I feel my own smile curving at my lips, and I bet I look ten times worse then him, only he looks sexy and I probably look like a mess.

"I missed you too." I tell him with a grin. For some reason I feel brighter, happier with Kyle holding me close to him. "So, do you want to... I don't know, watch a movie or a series marathon just like we used to?"

I instantly knew his answer when his eyes lit up. "I'll grab the popcorn."

Kyle starts walking away with my hand entwined in his own larger one.

"Hey Conaway?" Kyle instantly turns around with a grin, "I love you too."

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A/N:

First off I want to say Happy Late New Year!! 

I know it's been like over a month, but I wanted to make this chapter the best I could and ended up with this, so I honestly hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

If you guys are wondering if I'm making a sequel, the answer is I am not. The reason being out of all the books I have written this has to be my favourite, it was the first book I ever wrote and the first book I have actually gone back and rewritten. 

The main reason though is that I don't want to ruin this book. I love this book, and if I wrote a sequel it will have to be as good and interesting as this one is, and at the moment I don't think I can achieve that just yet. 

I hope you guys understand. 

Thank you for all the support, the voting and the feedback, it has really helped me improve my writing. 

And if you're wondering, this isn't the last chapter. <3