Amelia POV

My eyes flutter open. I could hear faint voices somewhat near me. "What happened to her?" A familiar voice asked, concerned.

"She ran and hit her head. She passed out and I panicked!" Another familiar voice said. I shut my eyes for a brief second and then reopen going to sit up. Rapidly I could feel my head spinning. I lay back down and moan in pain. Suddenly I felt someone take my hand in theirs. I jump, tensing. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." I meet emerald green eyes. I stay silent and another person with brown eyes show up. I bite my lip, my body shaking terribly. "It's okay, Amelia."

"H-How do you k-know my name?" I say, my voice shaky. My breathing increases, but I try and control this panic attack arising inside of me. The two exchange looks and then look back at me.

"Amelia, it's me Demi," Demi says. I look over at the browned eyed girl and realize it's Demi. A second later a light appears on. I jump back a bit in the bed, my vision blurry now. I blink repeatedly until it goes back to normal. "Amelia, this is Lauren." I turn my head and meet Lauren's emerald green eyes. She looks awfully familiar. I sit up keeping my eyes locked on her's. Without saying a word, Lauren wraps her arms around me hugging me. I'm so confused. She pulls away and she looks at me.

"You don't know who I am?" She questions. I stare at her trying to think and think.

"Lauren Jauregui from that band.....Fifth Harmony," I say, a bit nervous. Lauren nods her head but doesn't look pleased. "You don't seem pleased. I got it right, right?" Lauren nods her head and takes my hands in her's. I look down at our hands. And then look back up at Lauren. I go to speak when the door to where ever I am opens.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," a young latina says. Wait, that's the young latina from before. "Laur, you might wanna see this." Lauren looks at me and then at Demi. Lauren stands up and heads towards the Latina. The door shuts and I turn around looking at Demi. She looks back at me.

"Why am...I here?" I question, my voice dry. Demi stands up and walks over to the door. She opens it and pops her head out. I could hear faint whispers from her and someone else. She comes back seconds later and sits down on the bed with me. She hands me her phone with a picture on it. I raise an eyebrow but look at the picture. It's of a baby and Lauren in a hospital bed. "I'm confused. Why....why are you showing me this?"

"Just showing you a picture to pass the time," Demi says, but hesitates at first. I hand her, her phone back and play with my fingers. "Don't try and run away." I look up at Demi meeting her brown eyes.

"W-Why?" I pause nervous now. "Why am I here, Demi?" My breathing starts to increase once again. Demi takes my hand in her's and looks into my eyes.

"You'll find out, Amelia. You'll find out." With that said the door opens and Lauren comes in with the young latina. Demi stands up and pats the two girls on the shoulder. Lauren and the young Latina come towards me. Lauren sits down beside me.

"Amelia, there's something I've got to say," Lauren starts. "I'm your biological birth mother."