The time passed by slowly. Alex asked about me, trying to learn about the stranger that lived in his house when she wasn't a stranger at all. I took care of him, asking for nothing return, and then crying myself to sleep at night at the absence of sleeping in his arms.

Alex leaves next week for rehearsals and promo work for Warped Tour. He was fully recovered now physically but not mentally. He still can't remember me and it stabs me in my heart every time I look into his warm chocolate brown eyes and I don't see the love he has for me in them.

"Hey, Kenzie, do you have any plans tonight," Alex asked. I was laying in bed. Today was our two year anniversary and I wasn't in the mood to leave the bed today because it hurt to think I was the only one able to celebrate this anniversary.

"Why do you ask, Alex," I replied, trying not to let my voice crack from my tears.

"My phone told me today would be our anniversary and I'd like to take you out tonight. You know to make up for not remembering anything," he replied.

"Are you sure you can handle taking me to dinner," I asked him, "You don't know much about me since the accident."

"Do you have a food allergy I need to watch out for while I make reservations for tonight," He asked.

"I'm allergic to shellfish and mushrooms," I told him, "But we can go anywhere, I have an epipen I can take with me."

"How do you feel about going to a pizzeria tonight," he asked.

"As long as you pay and drive, I have no complaints," I told him.

"Okay, I'll take you out around 7," he replied before he left the room.

I pulled myself from the bed and hopped into the shower of the en-suite bathroom of the guest room. I stood under the scalding hot water as I cried. If Alex remembered me, he would have taken me camping this weekend instead of some pizza joint. He had the trip planned out a month before the accident. I pushed the thought aside, I couldn't be selfish with how Alex is now.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off and wrapped my hair in towel. I went into my dresser to find a long sleeve shirt to layer under one of the Glamour Kills shirts I had. I then pulled out a pair of destroyed black skinny jeans, a pair of black lace panties, and my favorite black bra. I got dressed and dried my hair with my towel before I started blow drying it so it would have the waves Alex always liked about my hair when it got blow dried the right way. Once it was done I slipped on a pair of socks and put on a pair of black boots that match Alex's.

I left my room and I found Alex looking at another picture of us. I sat down next to him to see the picture better. He was looking at a picture of us when I had to baby sit my niece, Aria, for my oldest sister. Aria loved Alex a lot. She was calling Uncle Alex after only being alone with us for an hour. Alex fell in love my six year old niece. He had told me that when we were ready to settle down and marry that he wanted to have kids with me. He loved the idea of being a dad. It hurt me now because he doesn't remember us babysitting her or having that talk after we got off duty.

"Who's the little girl," he asked.

"My niece Aria. We babysat for my oldest sister, her mom, a few months ago," I told him, "She loved you a lot. She called you Uncle Alex after the first hour we were watching her."

"I'll remember in time," he said, "I know I'm hurting you the more I continue to forget you. Maybe when my memory comes back, I'll make it up to you."

"Yeah, I know you will. You're the kind of guy that would do that for me. You've made up for having to go on tour and missed my birthday," I told him.

"We'd have sex the instant I got home I take it," he asked, blushing a little.

"Yeah you did. And then you spoiled me with breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the first whole day you were home," I told him, blushing at remembering that.

"I'll make sure that I'll spoil you for as long as I forgot about you then," he replied, "Now how about we get some pizza."

Alex took me out for pizza and we talked about how our childhoods were like. I had to teach him about who I was again. I liked him like this in a sense. Him forgetting about me gave me a chance to maybe fall for him all over again. I don't regret how we fell in love last time, I wish I could always go back and go through the butterflies first erupting in my stomach when he'd hold my hand and the smile and blush that appeared on my face when he complimented me.

I knew that night I had to go on Warped Tour with him. Being there and letting him see me work was my perfect ticket to get him start remembering me. I guess talking to him a lot has helped me see that was what I had to do.

When Alex went to bed for the night, I got on the phone with Matt to discuss tour.

"Hey Matt, can you kick someone to the crew bus so I can have a bunk on the bus," I asked him when he answered the phone.

"I'll boot Danny over there. So you decided to come on tour after all," he replied.

"Yeah, Alex made me realize I can't just drop everything because he can't remember me. I'm going to make him remember by having him see me at work on Warped since I got hired by AP for freelance work from the press pit and whatnot," I told him.

"Good, I'll see you and Alex on departure day," he replied before hanging up.

I went to bed that night happy for a change. I was going to make Alex fall in love with me again to trigger his memories to return. I was done being a mopey bitch.