< Chapter 66: Conditions >

♥ Jamie’s POV: ♥

There were tears blurring my vision as I jumped out of Noah’s car and ran inside the hospital, not waiting for neither Phoebe or Noah to catch up to me.

“Excuse me, what room is Justin Bieber staying in?” I asked the lady behind the desk.

“Sorry, no fans are allowed up there,” the lady apologized.

What? Does this bitch not recognize me?

“No, I’m his girlfriend,” I corrected her.

“Along with about 30 million other girls, I know,” she replied, her voice sounded annoyed.

If she doesn’t tell me, I’ll find it myself.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

“Jamie Hughes,” I answered. The lady gave me a strange look and I think my name sounded familiar to her because she just shrugged it off.

“He’s in room 612,” she finally told me.

“Okay thank you so much,” I said, turning around to rush upstairs, but before I did, I decided to make things easier for when Phoebe and Noah get here. “Oh, and if you see a curly haired blonde and her boyfriend come here asking for Justin, they’re also friends of his so please tell them where he is,” I added, and didn’t wait for her reply before storming towards the elevator.

Once I arrived at the sixth floor, I began walking past many doors when I came across a waiting area. I turned to look at the only person sitting there and immediately recognized him.

“Ryan!” I shouted, part of me was so glad to see him.

“H-hey Jamie,” he gulped, making my heart drop.

“Did you get news back? How is he?” I asked impatiently.

“He, um… He’s still getting checked up. The doctor’s not letting anyone in at the moment.. Sorry,” he gave a sad look and I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

“He’s going to be okay, right?” I asked softly. Ryan went silent, making me more and more scared. “He’s going to be okay… Right?!” I repeated, this time a lot louder.

“I don’t know,” Ryan replied honestly. “I really don’t.”

I instantly burst into tears and Ryan hugged me comfortingly, whispering, “Everything will be okay,” into my ear and stroking my hair. As soon as Phoebe and Noah arrived at the waiting area, their faces read complete sadness and it didn’t take long for Phoebe to start crying as well, hugging Noah for comfort.

I closed my eyes shut and prayed silently.

Justin, my baby, please don’t leave us.

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I opened my eyes, my vision adjusting to a white ceiling above me. I blinked a couple of times and felt arms wrap around me, causing my heart to flutter in excitement.

Was it all a dream? Was all of this just another nightmare? Justin’s okay! He’s not hurt, he’s right here hugging me, right?

But as I turned around, the eyes that stared back at me weren’t those familiar, chocolatey ones.

“You’re awake,” Ryan smiled lightly. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the room. The walls were all white and we were laid down in chairs.

“We’re still at the hospital?” I asked him tiredly.

“Yeah. We decided to wait here, remember?” he said, and I spotted Phoebe asleep on two chairs while Noah was talking to Chaz about something I couldn’t hear.

“Hey Chaz,” I called out to him, “when did you get here?”

“Oh hi, Jamie. I just heard the news and rushed over here. It’s been five hours since then,” he gave me a fake smile.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Like.. one o’clock in the morning,” Noah answered, and my eyes widened.

“We were here for that long?!” I said in shock. “Well they must’ve examined Justin by now, right? Is he okay? Someone tell me he’s okay,” I felt the tears start to come back.

“Some nurse came by a while ago and said they were continuing to check on him and treat him so… I don’t know,” Ryan said, his voice shaking. I was about to say something when the sound of a new voice interrupted me.

“How are you guys?” the doctor walked in.

“Not very good,” I answered irritably.

“I apologize for her, she’s really worried,” Ryan added quickly.

“That’s okay,” the doctor chuckled, “I understand this is quite a rough time.”

“So how is he?” I asked, wanting him to get straight to the point.

“Well, before I start talking about that, I’m going to introduce myself as Dr. Garfield, and to answer your question, I just ran a couple of t-“

“-Wait… Dr. Garfield?” Chaz giggled at the name. Everyone turned around to look at him and we each shot him a glare. Chaz’s smile faded and he looked down in shame. “Sorry… Continue..”

“Anyways, as I was saying… I just ran a couple of tests for Mr. Bieber and it seems as though the car crash was a bit serious. His back was mildly injured and there was blood coming out of his right leg. The part that suffered the most, however, was his head,” he explained, making my stomach twist into knots. That doesn’t sound too good. “We got to work pretty quickly and everything is going smoothly so far. He had a head concussion and is going to be unconscious for a while, but once he wakes up, he should be a lot better.”

I sighed in relief. He’s going to live. That’s the thing that matters most.

“That’s great news, doc! Thanks so much,” Ryan smiled at him, sitting up properly.

“No problem. You all are welcome to stay longer and we’ll let you all see him in a bit. But he’s still unconscious right now so I’m going to kindly ask there to be one visitor at a time. Sound good?” he said.

“Yup, that’s fine,” Ryan nodded, and Dr. Garfield left shortly afterwards. At first, I sat there and watched Noah wake Phoebe up to tell her the news. Then, everyone turned to look at me.

“What?” I asked, staring back at them.

“Go,” Noah said.

“What?” I repeated.

“Go see Justin,” Chaz clarified. “It’s only fair if you go first. You’re closer with him.”

I scratched the back of my head and forced a smile. “Okay… I’m a little scared at what I’ll see, though.”

“It’s okay, it’s nothing life threatening anyway. Just go. We’ll take turns after you,” Ryan patted my back, urging me to stand up.

“Alright,” I sighed, feeling the butterflies already start to form in my stomach. I stood up slowly, walking towards the room that read 612 and walked inside, shutting the door behind me softly. I cringed at the sight of him laying there lifelessly, things attached all over his body.

I’ve always hated hospitals, so this is pretty hard for me.

The first sound I heard was the heart monitor constantly beeping his heart beat, and I took slow steps forward, my eyes locked on Justin, who was sleeping peacefully.

“Oh my god,” I whispered, seeing his face scratched up from the accident. I took a seat next to his bed and continued to look at him. He still looks so beautiful. So handsome and cute. But seeing him like this makes me feel so guilty. I can’t help but feel like this is all my fault. I mean, I don’t have the full backstory on what exactly happened— all I know is that he was involved in a car accident. But still, I feel terrible.

I took his hand in mine and began caressing it softly. “I love you,” I whispered, bringing his hand up to my lips and kissing it. I felt my eyes water and decided I shouldn’t stay for long. I hate seeing him like this. I really do. I can’t stand it. I think I need to go outside and recollect myself while someone else gets a chance to see him. I can’t bear with it right now. I just can’t.

I hesitantly released his hand from mine and stood up, sobbing silently to myself. I was about to exit the room when I heard my name being called.

“Jamie?” the voice said weakly. I froze, my eyes widening but the tears continued rolling down my face. I turned around to see Justin staring right back at me, and so many emotions washed over me.

He’s awake!

A huge smile formed on my face and I ran over to his side again, giving him a careful hug.

“Justin! Jesus Christ, you’re awake! You’re okay! Oh my g-”

“-Calm down!” he chuckled, making a weak effort to hug me back. I pulled away, staring into his eyes with my eyes full of tears and smiled at him again.

“Sorry, I was just so worried!” I said, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“W-What even happened to me?… Am I at the hospital?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah,” I whispered, “You were in a car accident.”

“Oh..” he simply replied, going silent for a while. He looked around the room and gulped twice before staring back at me. “Where’s.. Selena?”

My heart dropped. What? Why the fuck is he worrying about where Selena is?

“Why?” I asked, clearly hurt. His eyes widened a little and he seemed surprised.

“I want to see her. Why isn’t she here?” he asked innocently.

It felt like my heart stopped for a while. Holy. Fucking. Shit. Did he-..? No. He couldn’t have. Did he forget about us? Did the damage on his head cause a short term memory loss? Oh crap, he still thinks he’s with Selena.

Fuck. My. Life.

“I-I don’t know.. She might be running a little late. I don’t know if she heard the news yet,” I choked out.

“You haven’t called her?” he asked.

“I forgot to,” I lied, “I was just really worried about you.”

“Aww,” he smiled, examining me one more time. His eyes stopped at my belly and I watched as his mouth gaped open. “Jamie?” he asked awkwardly.

“Yeah?” I whispered.

He looked away and blushed, shutting his eyes as he asked the question. “Are you… pregnant?”

Wow… I never knew those words would hurt me so much. I know he doesn’t remember any part of when we started dating, but this means he doesn’t remember our baby. What am I supposed to tell him? I’m carrying his child and he doesn’t even remember the time we had sex. Well… erm, the multiple times we had sex, but that’s not the point.

“Yeah,” I gulped. His eyes shot open and he looked back at me again. For a second, I thought I saw a hurt look on his face, but it faded as fast as it came.

“Who’s the father?” he asked slowly, his voice full of disappointment.

“I-..” I paused, thinking for a while. “Nathan,” I lied, referring to my ex.

“Nathan?! Nathan Rogers?!” he growled, almost jumping out of the bed.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down!” I said, pushing him gently back to lean on his pillow.

“Jamie! Why did you get back with that jerk?!” he said angrily.

“I just-… I..” tears were streaming down my face.

“Sorry,” he quickly apologized, his face softening at the sight of me crying. “You know I just never really liked him.”

“I know,” I sobbed, wiping away the tears. But that wasn’t why I was crying.

Justin let out a deep sigh and spoke quietly, “Can you get the doctor?”

I looked up at him and nodded sadly, standing from my chair. “Sure,” I said.

“Oh and Jamie?” he asked.

I turned around, “Yeah?”

“Can you also call Selena? Just let her know I want to see her?” he asked nicely. My heart shattered at those words, but I couldn’t just ignore him. He thinks I’m his best friend right now, and a best friend wouldn’t do that. I guess I have to call Selena, if that’s who he wants to see.

I just might have to have a little chat with her before she sees him.

But the question I really want to know is… Is Justin’s amnesia permanent? Will it get worse the longer we wait? It’ll just kill me if he never remembered what we had, or that I’m carrying his baby as we speak.

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Well… Shit just got real…

Haha at least Justin’s alive! Btw, I just thought I’d update again because I’m such a sweetheart, haha. But I think that because I did 2 updates already, the next chappie will come out next week like the regular updating schedule.

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- Nina xx