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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*FLASHBACK*

<In Harry’s flat>

“I’ve been up for hours wondering when you were going to get home Harry!”

“Whatever.” He shoved past me, walking to the fridge. He pulled out a bottle of beer. He smelled of booze and women’s perfume.

“Stop whatevering me. We’re going to talk about this damn it.”

“Later.”

“NO DAMNIT. Im sick of you putting me last. I would die for you, and you couldn’t give two shits about what happened to me.”

“That’s not true.” He rubbed up against me with his groin. I pushed him away.

“Stop. Stop the lies, Stop the manipulating. Just tell me the truth.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re cheating on me.”

Harry scoffed and turned away. “Whatever.”

“Theres lipstick on your collar.”

“Shut up.”

“You bastard.” I teared up, knowing I was right.

“I said shut up.” He said through clenched teeth.

“Don’t tell me what to do. I’m leaving.” I walked past him and started packing my clothes into a suitcase.

“No youre not.” He growled. He grabbed my wrists and yanked me up.

“That hurt.”

“That’s too bad. Now be a good girl and give me a kiss.”

“You’re a pig.” I yanked out of his grasp and began packing again.

“YOURE SUCH A BITCH.” He screamed.

“YOURE THE ONE WHO’S CHEATING. IM DONE HARRY. IM DONE.” I began crying.

“SHUT THE HELL UP. STOP PACKING!”

“LEAVE ME ALONE!”

Bombs went off in his eyes. He chucked his bottle at the wall, shards of glass exploding everywhere.

“Youre cleaning that up.” I mumbled.

“FUCK YOU. I CANT BELIEVE WHAT A BITCH YOU ARE!”

I stood up after zipping my bag. He grabbed my arms and squeezed hard, and shoved me back.

“What the hell do you think youre doing?!”

“YOURE NOT GOING TO LEAVE ME.”

“Watch me.”

He shoved me onto the bed.

“NO YOU’RE NOT. YOU LOVE ME.”

“How could anyone love a monster like you harry?”

“YOU LOVE ME.”

“Not quite.”

“FUCK YOU. TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!” He screamed, drawing back his arm.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” I yelled.

He looked up at his arm, unrolled his fist, He drew back and-

*Flashback over*

 

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