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"So, how are you doing? Is everything fine at your house? How's your mother?" Rosie asks as she takes a sip of her pepsi and Zayn looked at her curiously as he held a blue cup which had diet coke in it, she suggested it to him. "I'm good. Yes it is and my mother is fine."
"Good, good..." She says as they were at a corner away from the drunk crowd and Zayn was actually feeling nice around her. "So, you here with Luke?"
"Yeah." Zayn replied as she nodded. She looked around as she kept staring into another corner. "Zayn? Who is that? He seems kinda angry."
Zayn looked where she was as he noticed a familiar guy glaring at her. It was Harry. "Harry? Oh, that's Harry."
"Hmm, he seems jealous." She says with a sparkle in her eye. Zayn looks at her confused as she gives him a toothy grin. She grabs his wrist as she drags him through the crowd to where Luke and his friend were glancing at a laptop screen. "Luke, play that song,"
"Which?" Luke asks with a smirk as he looks at their hands. "That song, oh come on, Burning Desire, yeah. Please!" she says as Luke rolls his eyes but nods. She drags Zayn again who groans. He was getting pissed off by her dragging him here and there. "Elisa! Elisa!"
"Who's Elisa?" Zayn asks surprised as Rosie looks at him with a smirk and chuckles. A girl walked over to them as Rosie smiled at her. Rosie whispered something down to the girl as she chuckles but nods. Rosie lets go of Zayn's hand as the girl intertwines their fingers and Zayn looks at her surprised.
She was beautiful, she seemed familiar. Then it clicked Zayn, she was one of the girls that Luke told him about, Elisa. She didn't utter a word to him but undid their fingers as she placed her arms on the sides of his shoulder as he looked at her confused. She leaned as his breath started to fasten. She shifted her lips to his ear as she whispered: "Take this as a good night and get along, Zayn. You've had a lot already. Just, live this."
Zayn nods unknowingly as she smiles and faces him as another song starts playing. She moves to the song as Zayn follows her steps. He doesn't know how to dance but what's wrong in trying? She started giggling as they moved through the song together.
'Every saturday night I get dressed up to ride for you, baby...'
Elisa pushed herself closer to the boy as they moved together, not breaking the eye contact with him as she moved with him. There were people dancing to the song, people staring at them, well, some confused, some jealous.
'I drive fast, wind in my hair, I push you to the limits, Cause I just don't care,'
Zayn wrapped his arms tight around her waist as they danced closer. Zayn doesn't know what he's doing, but he was too into her eyes to notice what's happening in the background.
'I've got a burning desire for you baby,'
Harry was pushing through everyone, they were cursing him as he pulls the girl with dirty blonde hair as she gasps but as soon as she looks at him she chuckles. "Bye Zayn," she says as Zayn looks at her confused, "Where are you going-"
"Zayn! What the fuck are you doing?" Harry asks as Zayn looks at him, they were way too close and Harry was invading his personal space. "I was dancing." He replies nonchalant as Harry sighs. He takes his hand as Zayn groans. "No, I'm not going anywhere."
"Shut up." Harry says. He did have a few shots, he knew Zayn wasn't drunk. Harry was fuming, he didn't like the way Zayn was dancing with that girl, he met a few minutes ago. He was way better than that girl, Zayn wasn't very straight anyways. Everybody likes a little mix, don't they? Harry dragged Zayn to a corner as he pushed them through the dancing bodies as he pushed Zayn to a wall and the picture stuck near that moves a bit.
"Zayn, do you love her?" Harry asks, almost yells. "No." He says the truth as Harry sighs. "That's your ex-girlfriend, what the fuck is she doing? Why were you even dating her?" Zayn looks at the blonde who was making out with a rebel half naked as the people around her were cheering and she was enjoying the attention.
"I don't know." He replies as Harry takes his hand and walks upstairs, bumping into a few girls and guys who were laughing loudly. He knew there was a terrace somewhere, last door. He kept walking as she saw a lady, who would be almost 40, making out with a school boy. He nearly threw up, but managed to ignore the fact that he just saw something like that.
He tried opening the door, he looked in, no one was there. He pushed Zayn in as he closed the door. It was cold outside, the moon was visible and it was a beautiful sight. Zayn was looking around curiously as he looks at the guy who bought him in there. Harry sighes as he walks to the edge as it was wide, he sat there, facing Zayn. "Why the fuck are you doing this Zayn? It's, I don't know."
Zayn looks at him as he sighs. "I don't know Harry, guess, I want to enjoy. I've got a war in my mind." He says with a smile as Harry chuckles. He looks at Zayn who was looking at the sky wondering again. Zayn chuckles as he shook his head. "You don't know Harry, I'm in trouble."
"What trouble?" Harry asks curiously. "I've smoked, I think I have took drugs and the bad thing, I really liked it and I need more." He admits as Harry looks at him but doesn't say anything. He just nods as Zayn looks at him. Harry gets off the edge and walks closer to the boy.
"I have amnesia, I know everybody is afraid to make me theirs cause I'll forget. Then I'll act like nothing happened, I'll always be happy and leave them in the darkness. That's why I don't want to be with anyone, Harry. I want to be alone, for the rest of my life, like this. I even forgot Luke, I met him like two days ago, how long can I take this? I forgot the boys I went to school with first, I remember my mother cause she's always around. I forget everything. I'm not taking my useful drugs, cause I don't want to."
Harry just listens to him as his eyes start to gleam up. "Are you crying?"
"No, my eyes felt like pissing."
"Shit that's disgusting." Zayn says with a smile as Harry chuckles as tear drops start falling down his eye lids as Zayn looks at him surprised. "I, I like you Zayn, I, I don't know. You won't love me because you're not into boys. I'm not afraid of you forgetting me, I'll make you love me again and again. I'm ready for everything Zayn just, give me a fucking chance."
"That's not the reason why I won't give you a chance Harry," He starts as Harry rubs his eyes and sniffs. "I like you too and I'm afraid of forgetting it, I want to store the memories, I made a book before I had amnesia about me and Perrie. Perrie gifted me a book too, for my birthday. Everybody told me that we were madly in love and had the best dates, everybody envied us. I forgot every thing, I don't remember her, I don't like her, I hate her, am I the reason why she's like this, now? I'm a criminal now? I'm a trouble maker now? I'm not getting into this again Harry. You will find someone."
"No, no, no. I want you, Zayn. Isn't this good that you love me too? I mean like, we can start this slow, I'll message you and call you every second that I can for you to not forget, please Zayn, let this work, I love you so much, I hate seeing you with others, I'm mad and you're the reason for this." Harry says as Zayn starts walking towards the door. "Come on Harry, you're drunk. You need some water."
"Zayn, I love you." He says again as Zayn takes his hand this time and drags him out of the door and closes it behind him as Harry starts crying. "Why are you doing this? Do you like seeing my like this? Niall knows, Liam knows and Louis knows! Why are you doing this Zayn? You're so fucking gorgeous by your heart and your looks, I'm not good for you? You're breaking my already broken heart into fucking pieces!"
"Harry, I'm trying not to break your heart, I'll break your heart by being yours. Come on, let me find your friends." Zayn says as Harry sobs but doesn't leave Zayn's hand as they get back to find the others knowing that it was enough for this night.
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Holy shit, what happened?
Poor Hazza, it's the truth, Zayn might forget him ;(
My classes start tomorrow, I have one hottie teacher who comes once in a month ;(
Actually the only teacher who is not 40, lol.
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