You're My Light

When Zayn stumbles upon a girl who has many secrets and cuts herself he decides to take her in. She doesn't trust him at first and is quick to try to escape. But he keeps her firmly trying to protect from herself. As she realizes she can overcome the hurt, the two fall for each other. Then a horrible event occurs, but the boys don't see it as too tragic. Will her secrets all be revealed? Only Zayn can bring the light back to her darkness and vanquish the evils that haunt her.


35. Crazy

I take a deep breath of the cool nighttime air and a memory of standing here crying comes back to me. In the memory Zayn comes and comforts me. I gasp as the memory ends. I look down and see Zayn lighting a cigarette, sitting on the back porch stairs. 

Before I know what I' doing, I'm out of the bedroom and bolting down the stairs. Everyone is back now, sitting on the couches in the living room. I rush past them and out to the back porch. I snatch the lit cigarette out of Zayn's hands and throw it on the ground, stomping on it. 

"What'd you do that for?" He exclaims. 

I completely blank. "Um...I'm not sure," I admit. 

"Damn it," He hits his hand against the wall. 

"What's wrong?" I ask, grabbing his hand mid-swing before he can hit it again.

"You're driving me bloody crazy that's what's wrong!" He yells, looking at me with dark eyes.

"How so?" I ask him, unsure of what he is referring to. I'm still holding his clenched fist in my hand.

"You are doing all of these things that you used to do, but then when I try to help you get your memory back you blank and then you freak on me because you don't have the bloody memories!" He exclaims.

"Explain. What have I been doing that i used to do?" I question.

"When you first found out I smoked and knew that I was trying to stop, every time you saw me smoking you would put it out. You said something about Josh earlier and -"He starts explaining.

"OW!" I scream, closing my eyes. It feels like someone is stabbing my head and in bright Red block letters in my mind it reads JOSH.

"Charlotte! Are you okay?" Zayn grabs my arms and I can tell he is trying to get me to look at him.

"In my mind, it says JOSH," I exclaim, not thinking straight.

" your eyes and look at me," He commands. I open my eyes and look into Zayn's brown ones. "Think about me. Only me," He says. I nod, comprehending what he's saying. I close my eyes again and construct Zayn in my head down to the very last detail. The migraine fades away as instantly as it came on.

"It worked," I breathe opening my eyes. Zayn's face is less than an inch from mine; I could easily lean in and plant a kiss on his lips - but something stops me. As much as I want to, something inside of me tells me it isn't the right time.

"Can I ask you a question?" I ask him, not moving. He nods silently. "Did I ever cry on the porch in the middle of the night and then you came out and held me on the balcony as I cried?" I inquire.

"Yeah actually about two weeks ago," He answers. I take a step back from him, but I flip my hand so that I am actually holding his hand instead of holding his fist.

"Because I actually have that memory," I tell him. He looks at me with shock displayed all across his face.

"If something is not happening for you, it doesn't mean it's never going to happen; it means you're not ready for it,"

---------------------------------------------Author's Note-----------------------------------------------

Hey all my lovelys! I hope you like where I am going with this! YML is coming to a close soon - maybe 6 or 7 more chapters. It's up to you guys to decide if there should be a sequel or not!!

Remember to check out my other movellas as well! :)

Hope I can update soon but I'm not sure because I'm on vacation!!! Love you all!!

XX Emily

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