I wake up slowly, blinking; I look around, where am I? I'm in a house, who's house is it? I'm led on a sofa, a blue eyed, black haired man comes in, he's quite handsome, actually he is very handsome, an image flashes through my mind.

Its him and a brown haired man, in a park sitting on a bench, the brown haired man looks very similar, its almost as if I know these two, maybe I do but I can't remember.

"Hey Dan" The man says.

"Um, this might sound weird but I have no idea who Dan is, and who are you?"

"Its okay, you've had an accident and it caused some serious damage to the brain, but the doctor says you should be okay if I take you to familiar places, like here, our house"

"We live together?"

"Yeah, you're my best friend" The guys beautiful eyes start to well up with tears.

"I'm so sorry"

"No, its okay, you're gunna be okay"

"Um, where's my room?"

"Its just down here" He guides me to my room, I take a look around and a small camera in the corner catches my eye and I get another flashback.

I can feel the warmth of the man on top of me,

"Phil" I say, "Phil, get off me you idiot, its still filming".

Back to the present,

"Your name is Phil? And we made videos together with this camera" I pick up the camera and show it to him.

"Yes" He smiles and looks relieved.

I look around again to see if I can remember anything else, I'm about to give up when my eyes settle on the bed.

I'm lying there, exhausted, He comes and lies next to me and tells me he has to tell me something important, then I black out.

"What did you have to tell me" I asked, pointing to the bed.

"That was when I told you that…I loved you"

"We're…lovers?" I couldn't quite think of the right word.

"Um…well, no, you didn't return the favour, you just ran off and that's when you got in the accident"

"Well if it helps I find you very attractive"

"Thanks" he blushes. I smile at him, gazing into his deep blue eyes, they are like the pond at that park I saw before.

I see them again, this time when their hands brush past, the black haired man grips onto the brown haired man's hand tightly as if he will never let go, then they walk like that, hand in hand down the road.

Something tells me that last memory wasn't a memory, but a fantasy.

"I think I just remembered a fantasy I had about you, we were at the park and our hands brushed against each other's but you gripped mine tight and we walked holding hands, down the road"

The man smiled, then closed the small space between us and kissed my lips tenderly, I felt a warmth rush through me and then all the memories started flooding back, the many videos, the angst and pain of having to live with your best friend who you loved so much, the shock at hearing him saying he loves you back and just wanted to clear your head and then, bang! The bus hits you. Well, Dan, you cleared your head alright, but its all okay now, its all back, and you have Phil, your lovely, lovely Phil, who is yours, forever. I pull back from Phil as I realise what has just happened.

"Phil?"

"Yes Dan"

"I remember"

"What do you remember?"

"Everything"

I pull him towards me and we land on the bed, kissing deeply, I grip his hair and feel his hand sliding towards my neck.

"No!" I jump back, "You know I hate that"

"Just checking" he smiles and kisses me again.