Over Again

Makenzie and Savanah go on a trip to visit her grandmother for a while, but while in the airport they run into 5 boys, Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn. The boys know them, however the girls have no clue who they are. It turns out Kenz and Van got into a car accident that wiped out their memories. But how do the boys know them? And why are they so kind to them?

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46. Coffee

SAVANAHS POV I sat in the Café, occasionally sipping my cup of coffee and staring at my iPhone, flipping back and forth between two photos. The first one of Niall and I, and the second of Zayn and I. What the hell am I doing to myself? How the hell did I do this to myself? Only god knows. I love them both, endlessly… but one of them has got to go. Niall has drinking problems, clearly. He cheats, clearly. He drives me absolutely crazy. He is so messy. He requires all of my attention. He needs me. But I love him. He’s sweet, though that sounds crazy he has his moments. He’s thoughtful… sometimes. He spoils me rotten. But Zayn… Zayn is unlike any man I have ever met. Or been with. He’s compassionate. He’s truly kind. He’s sincere. He’s honest. He’s loving. He has the most passion about any topic he talks about. I’ve never heard him say a bad thing about anyone. His priorities are flawlessly lined up. And I love him. But, he’s not my boyfriend. I didn’t promise Zayn what I’ve promised Niall. I haven’t given Zayn what I’ve given Niall. I sighed and looked back down at my phone, staring at the pictures. A waitress that was much too happy to be working at a run-down California café asked me if I wanted more coffee, and without waiting for an answer filled my cup to the brim. I sipped and looked at the picture of Niall and I and smiled, remembering how many times we had to take that photo for it to be acceptable. The first time he wasn’t paying attention, the second time, I sneezed, the third time he was looking at my boobs, and so on. But in the final photo, we both looked so happy. Smiling and looking into each other’s eyes. I slid my finger to the right, to the picture of Zayn and I. I took a gulp of my coffee and observed it closely, remembering all the details of that day. We were at the park, having a best friend date, which was allowed early in Niall and my relationship… before he got possessive. I found this photo when we got home from our “date”. A fan had taken it. He was sitting on me laughing, I was laughing as well, but reaching for my phone that was centimeters away from my fingers. He had tweeted a “coming out of the closet” tweet to my twitter and was preventing me from deleting it. I was ready to snap him in half. Just as I began to take another sip of coffee, Makenzie burst through the door, pulling harry behind her, their hands clasped firmly together. I raised my eyebrows at the scene they had just caused. “Yes?” “We have to go.” Makenzie quietly said. “why?” I said with a teasing tone, this was all light hearted for me, until I looked over to harry. His hair was shoved under his fedora, his eyes puffy and red from crying most likely, he was hunched slightly, and he clung to Makenzie like a lost child clings to his mum after she’s been found. “Shit kenz… what did you do to him?” “It wasn’t my doing Van, please come with us, we’ll explain in the car.” “I have coffee here, lets just talk here.” I patted the chairs next to me and Kenzie glared at me. “This is not a matter for public Savanah.” “Then whats the matter?” I folded my arms and crossed my legs. I was not leaving this spot until they explained something to me. Harry looked up at me and through tears whispered: “Louis.” He crunched over and began to cry harder. I jumped out of my chair, threw some money at the obnoxiously cheery waitress. “After you then?” I said gently, rubbing Harry’s back and followed them out.
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