Requested by _NoraAdeline: Tom gets into a serious car accident and gets amnesia as a result, making him forget who Y/N is. After a while, he sees something very important to them which makes him remember who she is.

Tears streamed down my face, my heart rapidly thumping in my chest as I ran into the hospital. I looked around frantically for Harrison and Tom's family, my entire body numb as I searched for them. Today had been just like every other day, Tom had left for filming at six this morning after having kissed my cheek, and I had stayed home to do errands, chores and to look after Tessa on one of the rare days off from work that I got. But everything came crashing down when I had gotten a call ten minutes ago, to say that Tom had been in a serious car accident on the way back from the studio. I had no idea if my fiancé was dead or alive, if he had lost a limb, if he was completely okay and was just in for observation or if he was on his deathbed. I had no idea, all I knew was that Harrison had called me and told me that I needed to get to the hospital now. I rushed through one set of double doors, a choke leaving my lips as Tom's entire family plus Harrison stood outside of the room. All with tears streaming down their faces. They looked up at me as I rushed through.

"Y/N." Harrison gulped as I rushed towards them.

"I need to see him, is he okay, is he alive, please tell me, I need to know that he's alive." I choked, Harrison stopping me before I got to the door by putting his hands on my arms.

"Y/N, listen to me." He nodded, making me gulp harshly as I looked at him. My heart felt completely numb, every inch of my body filled with pins and needles as he looked at me with red-rimmed eyes. The fact that Tom's entire family and Harrison were crying, plus the fact that he wasn't telling me if he was alive was filling me with nothing but dread.

"Harrison, please." I whispered and shook my head.

"Y/N, he's alive, but you need to brace yourself." He gulped. My eyebrows furrowed as I returned the gulp.

"W-what? Brace myself for what? If he's alive, what else could there possibly be that I need to be ready for?" I choked. Harrison looked down, the boy clearing his throat and trying not to cry more as he looked back up at me.

"The worst injury that he sustained was to his head. He's okay, he's fine, he's stable, but...fuck, we've all been in to see him, and...he doesn't recognise us, Y/N." He admitted. My eyes wavered, another choke leaving my lips as my heart plummeted to my feet.

"God, no." I choked and shook my head, making Harrison nod and bite his lip as fresh tears also left his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N, but there's more. We told the doctors that you're his fiancé, that you're engaged, so if you go in and he doesn't remember you...I'm so sorry, but you need to lie about who you are to him." He stated. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open again.

"Harrison, no way, why the fuck would I lie to him about who I am?!" I cried.

"I know that it's painful, but you've got to listen to me. It's standard for people to have parents, brothers, best friends, but the doctors are worried that it'll freak him out to learn that he has a fiancé if he doesn't even recognise her. The doctors said that he needs to remember bigger stuff like that by himself, so it could do even more damage if you go in and just say that you're his fiancé. He needs to remember it himself, so, I'm so sorry, but you can't tell him that you're engaged, or even dating, if he doesn't remember you." He explained. I choked and shook my head, my legs suddenly feeling like jelly as I was forced to sit down on one of the chairs in the hall. My hands shook as they held my head, my entire body feeling fucking numb as I tried to comprehend this. Just this morning, Tom and I had been happy, we were looking forward to our wedding in six months after having been together for five years. And now, if he couldn't remember me, I was being told that I had to act like our relationship never existed until he could figure out for himself who I was to him. This was my worst nightmare, and it was coming true. I gulped as I looked back up at Harrison.

"I need to see him. I need to find out if he knows who I am." I choked as I stood up. Harrison sighed and gave me a small smile, making me take a deep breath as I walked towards the door. I braced myself, my heart in my throat as I pushed it open and walked in. Tom lay in the hospital bed, his head turning to look at me as I shut the door. I wasn't sure what I had been expecting, but at least he looked a lot better than I had imagined. His head had a strip of white bandages around it, his beautiful curls still peeking out through certain bits. As for the rest of his body, apart from a couple of cuts and bruises on his face and arms, he looked okay.

"Hey, Tommy." I gave him a small smile, making him return it somewhat hesitantly as I walked around to the chair that sat by his bed before sitting down on it.

"Hey, um...I'm so sorry, I've upset enough people this morning by asking this, but...do I know you?" He asked. There it was. My eyes wavered as I looked at him, my heart feeling like it had been ripped out of my chest as he said the words that were innocent to him, but were making my world crumble around me. He really didn't remember me. We'd been together for five years, we'd gone through hell and back together, we were getting married in half a year...and he didn't remember me. And what was worse, I wasn't even allowed to remind him.

"U-Um." I gulped harshly as I looked down and pulled my engagement ring off of my finger before slipping it into my pocket. It broke me even more to take it off, but if Tom saw it and asked about who I was engaged to, I knew that I'd break in an instant and tell him the truth. But I wasn't allowed to. I wasn't allowed to tell him that we were even dating, let alone engaged to be married, in case it was too much for him to handle. It was absolutely killing me the fact that I'd have to lie about the love of my life and deny that that was who I was to him, but I'd never forgive myself if I ignored what the doctors had said and therefore did even more damage to him.

"I-I'm a friend. A good friend." I lied as I forced myself to look back up at him.

"Like, um...what's his name...Harrison, like he is?" He asked. I nodded and bit my lip, my heart screaming at me to give it up already and tell him the truth, but I knew that I couldn't.

"Y-yeah. I'm a good friend, like Harrison." I choked as more tears continued to leave my eyes. Tom's eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm really sorry, I'm not meaning to upset you. I swear to god, if I recognised you, I'd say that I did." He gulped. I shook my head and forced myself to give him a reassuring smile, making him look at me as I took his hand into mine.

"It's not your fault, Tommy. It's okay." I reassured, but I was so far from believing that that it hurt. He sighed and nodded, making me gulp harshly as we continued to sit there. And I continued to think about the fact that the love of my life, my best friend in the world, didn't recognise me anymore. And I didn't know if he ever would again

~Four months later~

"Are you sure that that dress looked okay on me?" I sighed as I let Tom and I into what was once our apartment, but was currently just mine.

"Yeah, seriously, it looked nice. It was better than the other one that you tried on." He nodded, both of our arms full of shopping bags as I shut the front door. I gave him a small smile and nodded as I kicked my shoes off. It had been four months since Tom had been in the accident that had made him forget who I was, and things had been tough to say the least. He was getting better in the sense that he now trusted Nikki and Dom as his parents, the twins and Paddy as his brothers, Harrison as his best friend and Tessa as his dog, but he admitted to still having limited memories of all of them. He only really knew who they were to him because they'd told him who they were. Tom still didn't remember who I had been to him, and so we had had to start again from friendship. It was so bad that I had given up hope a while ago that our wedding would actually take place when it was supposed to, especially if we had to build up our relationship again. And that was even if the amnesia-ridden Tom still loved me at all. The thought hurt my heart. Tom and I were friends, though, and I did everything that I could to help him remember his old life without doing anything that the doctors warned could harm him further. Today, that had meant going to the high street with Tom and going into the shops that we used to go in as a couple before bringing him back to our once-shared apartment, but none of it had helped. Unfortunately, information that was considered to hurt Tom if it was to be forced on him still included not revealing to him who I was, which meant that I hadn't worn my engagement ring since that first day in the hospital. It all hurt my heart, and I wasn't sure how much more friendship I could take with the love of my life, but I also knew that it wasn't his fault. That he'd remember if he could.

"Tommy, do you mind putting these bags in my bedroom? You know where it is." I nodded.

"Sure." he smiled, making me return it with a quiet sigh as he took the bags from me and headed down towards our bedroom, that I now slept in alone.

Tom's P.O.V

"Are you sure that that dress looked okay on me?" Y/N sighed as she let Tom and her into her apartment that Tom had always just about recognised, but couldn't figure out why.

"Yeah, seriously, it looked nice. It was better than the other one that you tried on." He nodded as she shut the front door. Y/N gave him a small smile and nodded as she kicked her shoes off. It had been four months since Tom had been in the car accident, and things had been odd. He'd managed to upset a couple and three boys who had said that they were his parents and brothers, as well as a blond boy who claimed to be his best friend. Of course he didn't remember any of them, but given how he felt relaxed and loved around them, even if he didn't know them, he figured that they were telling the truth. And then, there was Y/N. The girl said that she was another good friend of Tom's, but something about how he felt about her told him that she was lying. That maybe she had been more than that to him before his accident. After all, he felt nothing but love and care towards the girl, his heart having leaped when he'd first seen her, even if he hadn't recognised her. He would admit to himself that he even felt a little disappointed when she'd said that she was just a friend, and not his girlfriend or something. Though that was where his feelings for her were currently heading. He knew that it had only been four months, but he was sure that he was in love with her. Everything about her was perfect, from her beautiful face and body, to her kind and caring personality, to the fact that she'd been nothing but supportive for Tom as he desperately tried to remember anything from his life before the accident. She had been there for him the whole time, which really made him question if they were just friends after all. And Tom could say that he wouldn't at all be disappointed if they were revealed to be more than that in due course.

"Tommy, do you mind putting these bags in my bedroom? You know where it is." Y/N nodded.

"Sure." he smiled, making her return it as he took the bags from her and headed towards her bedroom. He pushed the door open, his eyes flicking around the room that he'd been in once or twice before since his accident. All innocent of course, just to grab blankets for movie nights, or hoodies when Y/N was cold. But this time, Tom's eyes landed on something that he hadn't noticed before. His eyebrows furrowed and he put the bags down on the bed as the glint of the ring that sat on top of Y/N's jewellery box caught his eye. He walked over to it, more confusion filling his head as it seemed to be an engagement ring. The question was why Y/N didn't wear it, and why she'd never told Tom that she was engaged. He gently picked it up and studied it, the boy's mind filling with questions as something about the ring seemed familiar. As if he'd seen it before, despite the fact that this was the first time that he'd spotted it in the girl's room. Suddenly, something hit him. His eyes widened as he started to remember something.

Tom leant down and started to gently kiss Y/N's neck, his girlfriend still asleep but coming to as his arm over her waist held her back into his chest. She giggled and bit her lip, making Tom smirk as he continued to kiss her skin.

"Happy anniversary, beautiful." He mumbled, making her sigh out as her eyes opened and she rolled onto her back so that she could look at him properly.

"Mhm, happy anniversary, Tommy. God, three years, how the fuck have I put up with you for so long?" She gently teased with a smile.

"Funny, I ask myself how I've put up with you." He retorted, making her laugh and shake her head as he leant down and kissed her. Exactly on cue, Tessa ran into the room and jumped onto the bed, making them break the kiss. Tom tried to hide his nervousness at the note that he'd attached to her collar, Y/N's eyebrows furrowing as she saw it.

"Tess, what's that?" Y/N mumbled as she reached out to grab it, but Tessa jumped back off of the bed like she was supposed to just before Y/N could before running out of the room.

"What the fuck?" Y/N scoffed as she threw the covers off of her legs before standing from the bed.

"Darling, I'm sure that it's nothing, leave her, she's fine." Tom lied with a sigh as he reached out for her. In reality, this was going exactly according to plan.

"She's got a piece of paper attached to her collar, Tom, no, she's not fine." Y/N shook her head as she padded out of the room in search of Tessa. As soon as she was gone, Tom quickly rolled over and grabbed the ring box that he had hidden behind his clock on his bedside table before shooting up.

"Tessa!" He heard Y/N call out as he silently followed her into the living room, where she had managed to get Tessa to stop.

"Come here, love, what do you have there, come on." Y/N chuckled as she bent down and grabbed the piece of paper before straightening back up. Tom took a deep breath, his heart racing in his chest as he got down on one knee and opened the ring box so that Y/N would see it as soon as she turned around.

"Will you marry dad-." Y/N gasped, and her hand shot up to cover her mouth as she read out the note. Tom gulped harshly, tears already pricking his eyes as she turned around. Her eyes widened, a choke leaving her lips as she saw him on his knee.

"Tommy, oh my god." She choked and shook her head as her other hand also raised to her mouth.

"Trust me, I'm shitting myself too." He smiled, making her laugh and bite her lip as tears started to leave her eyes.

"Y/N, darling, you are the best thing to have ever happened to me. My life changed the second that you came into it, and it changed for the better. You've made every moment since I met you worth living, you've supported me through so many challenges, and I can never thank you enough for that. You're truly the love of my life. So, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?" he gulped.

"Yes, Tommy, yes, I'll marry you!" She cried and nodded. His eyes widened, his heart leaping as she said what he had wanted her to.

"Oh my god." He choked as he shot to his feet and immediately wrapped his arms tightly around her. She returned the hug, both of them crying into each other's skin as his arms held her by her waist. He pulled back but only enough to see her face as he leant down and smashed their lips together. She returned it, her hands holding his face whilst his hands gripped her waist.

"Let's see if it fits." He smiled, making her return it and nod as he took the ring out of the box and gently slid it onto her shaking finger.

"It's perfect, Tommy. Absolutely perfect." She choked and shook her head as she looked up at him.

"I couldn't give you anything less." He returned softly. She smiled and bit her lip before leaning in and kissing him again.

"Trust you to propose to me when we've just woken up, both have morning breath, and are in our underwear." She teased into the kiss, making him laugh and nod as he broke it and tightly hugged her again.

Tom choked, his heart racing and tears immediately starting to leave his eyes as he remembered something. He remembered proposing to Y/N. He gulped harshly, his body feeling like it had just been hit by a train as he had to sit on the bed so that he wouldn't collapse. Of course, he was falling for Y/N, and so him being her fiancé wasn't bad, it was more the fact that she had been keeping that from him for four months, the fact that he had been right this whole time about there being more to their relationship than just friendship. Then of course, there was the fact that he'd actually remembered something, and something huge at that. This was big. And he had to go and tell Y/N.

Y/N's P.O.V

I walked into the living room, two mugs of tea in my hands for Tom and I as I gently put them onto the coffee table.

"Y/N." I looked up, my eyebrows furrowing as Tom walked back into the room. But he looked extremely upset.

"Tom, fuck, what's wrong?" I gulped as I straightened back up. He scoffed and shook his head, making me gulp as he raised his fingers. My eyes widened, my heart leaping in my chest as in between his fingers, he held my engagement ring. Fuck.

"I-I remembered something...I saw this, a-and I remembered something. I remember proposing to you, fuck knows how long ago, but it definitely happened. I proposed with Tessa, I proposed to you." He choked and shook his head. My eyes wavered, tears also leaving my own eyes as I desperately tried to gauge how he was feeling. I couldn't tell if he was over the moon that he'd remembered, or if he felt betrayed that I'd lied to him.

"Tommy, I'm so sorry. The doctors told me that I couldn't say anything, they told me that finding out something so big could cause more damage, so you had to remember it yourself. But trust me, I have been fighting every second since your accident not to tell you, I've wanted to tell you for every moment since you failed to recognise me." I cried and shook my head. He looked at me.

"So...you wanted to tell me? You wanted to tell me all of this time that we were engaged, that you weren't just a friend?" He checked. I gulped harshly, my heart still pounding violently as I fiddled with my fingers.

"Of course I did, Tommy. It's killed me these last four months to only treat you like a friend." I choked and shook my head.

"Good. That's all I needed to know." He nodded before rushing towards me. My eyes widened.

"What-." As soon as he got to me, he took my face into his hands and leant down to smash our lips together. I returned it immediately, my heart almost exploding in my chest at the feeling of kissing Tom again after all of this time. It felt fucking perfect, more than perfect, especially as it meant that he really had remembered who I was to him, and that I was still that to him. And that meant everything to me. He broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, my eyes fluttering open to look at him.

"I needed to know that you wanted to tell me, but that you couldn't for some reason. I needed to know that you weren't keeping it from me out of choice. I knew as well. I knew that we weren't just friends, I felt too much love and care for you, and too much love and care from you, for us to be just friends. But I'm fucking glad that we were engaged because I love you, Y/N. I've been falling for you all over again in the last four months and now I know why. I fucking loved you all along." He choked and shook his head. I bit my lip, tears streaming out of my eyes at his words.

"And I've loved you all along. It killed me when you didn't recognise me, but I held onto hope that one day, you would again. And you have done. You're back." I smiled and shook my head.

"I am, darling. And I'd love for you to put the ring back on." He nodded. I choked and bit my lip, my heart full of pure happiness at his words. I truly had my Tommy back, and he still wanted to marry me just like he had done four months ago. I gently took the ring from him and slid it back onto my finger, smiles plastered on both of our lips and tears running down both of our faces as we looked at each other.

"I remember you, Y/N. I remember you, I love you, and I still can't wait to marry you." He smiled, making me return it and bite my lip as my fingers soothingly moved against his cheeks.

"I love you too, Tommy. It feels amazing to have you back." I whispered before leaning in and kissing him again. He returned it, his hands on my waist pulling me closer as we kissed. It felt amazing to have my lips pressed to Tom's again, to have his hands cupping my waist. It felt amazing to have him back again, and now that he was finally back, I'd never let him go. That much, I'd make sure of.