The three of us were standing around waiting for news on what had happened to Zayn's girlfriend who I could swear seemed oddly familiar. I was really confused by it because Caycia is one of those odd names which you definitely wouldn't hear often, yet why did she seem so familiar? I couldn't quite put my finger on it . . .
Liam and Niall were being goofy, throwing things and chasing each other around as I sat on the stage, having a bottle of water and relaxing. Just as Liam and Niall approached me, we heard the large stage door open, turning all of our heads in that direction. Zayn walked through the doors and we all sat on the stage, hearing the clunking of his heavy army boots as he walked.
"Hey man, how is she? Is she okay?" Liam asked, worried.
"Uh, yeah. She uh - the doctor came in and checked her out - says it's just a case of stress. Like, the jetlag, meeting you guys and stuff . . . It was all just a little overwhelming but she's fine now." Zayn said.
"Oh, that's good." Niall said, readjusting himself on the stage.
"Wh-what was wrong with her? Like what happened when you took her back to your place?" Liam asked, curiosity getting the best of him.
"Yeah, what happened? She seemed - it seemed like something was wrong," I piped up.
"Well, she uh . . ." Zayn scratched the back of his head, trying to gather his thoughts, "she told me about her life."
"Huh?" Niall asked, confused as the rest of us.
"She told me about her first love. This guy she dated in senior year of high school. They dated shortly, fell in love and he left her on grad without giving her a reason. He moved away and never talked to her again, the bastard. She told me about how she like fell into a depression, changed her name, hair, and got some tattoos and moved to LA. She even told me the meaning behind her tattoos." Zayn said.
"Really?" Liam asked.
"Yeah, she has this like, daisy tattoo," Zayn said, pointing to his lower abdomen, "Like here, and she said it was for her first love. How he broke her heart, and how she simply loves daisies."
Just then the gears began to grind in my mind. It wasn't possible. Could it really be? Was it seriously Tarin? No, it's not possible. It doesn't even look like Tarin. It looks like an entirely different person. My stomach turned in knots, and I had the feeling of vomit rising in my esophagus. The story Zayn just told seemed so similar to that of mine and Tarin's. It wasn't possible that it was her. But then why did Caycia's face seem so surprised . . . so twisted in hurt? Why'd I feel a spark when I shook her hand? It must be Tarin. The girl I fell in love with so long ago..
"Hey man, you okay?" Liam asked suddenly.
I could feel my face get colder, the blood not flowing there anymore, it beginning to pale quickly. There is just no fucking way. This isn't possible. If that is Tarin, we're going to have a huge problem.
A muscular arm hit my back, startling me, "you okay? Seriously, Louis." Liam asked again.
I straightened up, "uh, yeah man, sorry. I just - I uh - I felt a little dizzy for a second there. No big deal. It's gone now." I played it off.
"Anyways, we uh - I have some news lads!" Zayn shared excitedly.
A chorus of oohs and ahs followed his sentence.
"I asked Caycia to move in with me last night, and she said yes!"
Liam and Niall jumped off the stage to hug Zayn, nearly throwing him to the ground.
Okay, well we definitely have a big problem.
I'm in love with Caycia.