Victoria's POV
''Were you able to reach him.'' he asked
I chuckled softly before speaking up
''How do you know it's a he.'' I asked,
He laughed softly and ran his fingers through his hair
''Just a nice guess.''
I flashed him a weak smile before speaking up
''Thanks, I was able to get through him, I'll have to go back home.''
''You mean back to the hospital.'' he asked
I was shocked at his words, I wasn't putting on a hospital dress then how did he know I was hospitalized.
''Don't think too much, your hands sold you out.'' I stared at my left hands and realized an injection spot was there.
I sighed heavily and started walking away.
''Did you run away from the hospital.'' he asked as kept on walking behind me.
''No, I just needed some fresh air.'' I murmured
''Oh, so I've you gotten enough fresh air for the day.'' he asked playfully
I chuckled softly before I turned around and faced him
''Not yet, I don't know much about this place.''
''Are you new here.'' he asked
''Yeah, I live in California.''
''Oh, wow, so do I.'' he exclaims happily
I smiled at him and kept walking, we walked in silence until he spoke up
''I can show you around, if you want.'' I turned and stared at him, he looks like a nice guy and I wanted to see the Streets of Australia because I might not have a chance like this ever again.
''Sure.'' he smiled at me and led the way.
''So where are we going.'' I asked while walking behind him
''Somewhere you would like.'' he brought forth his hand to me, I stared at it and hesitated for a while before taking it.
I sighed softly to myself when I realized his hands wasn't warm as Eric's.
I groaned angrily at myself for thinking about Eric when I was supposed to be mad at him, it's funny how everyone and everything around me reminds me of him.
''We are here.'' I looked around and noticed we were in front of a bar
''This is the most popular bar in the city.'' I nodded my head at him and walked in with him.
He pulled out a seat for me and we both sat opposite each other.
''Thanks.'' I murmured to him,
He smiled at me with his gaze fixed on me
''What.'' I asked nervously and looked away
He smiled at me and slowly shook his head
''How old are you.''
''Eight….'' I wanted to say that, but remembered I was no longer eighteen
''Sorry, I was just nervous.'' I chuckled softly
''It's okay, so how old are you.'' he asked again
''I'm twenty-four.''
''You don't act like one.''
''Meaning.'' I asked confused
''You behave like a girl who is in her teens.''
I smiled at him and looked away, of course I would behave like that, I just lost my memory, but I can't tell him that.
''So how old are you.''
''I'm twenty-five, a year older than you.''
''Well, you behave older than your age.''
''Really?'' he chuckled softly and shook his head.