A Thousand Years

When Louis meets a girl, his life turns upside down and she changes him in ways that can't be explained. When an accident causes Louis to lose his memory, it is up to Angela and his friends to help him regain the memories that have been lost. In an attempt to help regain Louis' memory, he can only remember his past.


7. Irresistible

As soon as I arrived back at the hotel, the guys bombed me with tons of questions. They were mostly worried about where I've been all night. I simply told them I was at Angela's house. I knew they'd eventually get ideas, but I didn't care. All I kept thinking about was that split-second moment when I remembered why I was drawn to Angela. I couldn't deny my feelings for her.

I had fallen for her, or was beginning to at least.

We were leaving for another concert on our tour since it was on hold for a few months while I was still at the hospital, but I didn't want to leave. Not when I was beginning to remember little by little of the girl I had met at the hospital. I needed more time.

I knew I had memories before the accident, but my mind was still a bit foggy. Every time I tried to think about what happened before the accident, I come up blank. I keep looking at the scrapbook and none of the pictures before the accident rang a bell. In my mind, I was truly and utterly lost. I was confused and there'd be no one to help me.

"Can't we just stay a little bit longer?" I asked the guys who were almost done with packing the bags. They stopped in the middle of what they were doing and just looked at me. "I need to remember her." I said. "I need time to remember what happened before the accident."

"There wasn't much that happened Louis. Angela went to our concert with her sister and you two had a great time on your date." Harry said.

"Why do you want to remember a girl you've met before the accident?" Zayn asked. My friends were being stubborn. "I think I'm in love with her." I answered. I didn't really know what happened after that, but I do remember them sitting me down on the couch.

"You have a girlfriend Lou. You have to know that El and Angela aren't really on 'good terms.'" Liam said.

"Why not?" I asked. They shook their heads at me. Of course I didn't understand why they weren't on good terms. "Then you don't remember the bonfire." Harry said. The bonfire? I asked myself, looking at them as they exchanged looks with one another. "What bonfire?" I asked.


When they finished explaining to me what happened at the bonfire, I still couldn't understand. "I don't get it." I said. Was Angela jealous of Eleanor or was it the other way around? I was confusing myself. It was all so much to process. "I don't know how clear we can make this Louis. You can't see Angela." Liam said.

"I can't see her?" I asked. But I have to see her. She was irresistible. I would never be able to resist the urge to see her. If I couldn't see her, then... "She's everything to me." I said.

"You hardly remember her Louis." Harry said.

"I don't care. None of you know how I feel." I told them. I stormed out of the hotel room and walked out onto the sidewalk. I didn't care if it took years to remember everything that happened before the accident. Just as long as I got to see Angela, I'd be happy.

I walked to the park where I could finally be alone and just think about things for a while. I was happier with Angela. I remember the times when I was with Eleanor. That's how Angela made me feel. I could be myself around her. We would laugh and joke around for hours like we had no care in the world.

I'd tell her how I feel even if I don't remember how we really met before the accident. What really got me stumped was about the bonfire. What really happened at the bonfire? Why aren't Eleanor and Angela on good terms? That's what I wanted to find out.

I walked to the mall and found Angela sitting at a table in the food court. She was sitting alone and I walked up to her. "Hey." I smiled as she looked up and gave me a smile. "Hey Louis." She moved over as I sat beside her. "What happened at the bonfire?" I asked her.

At least five minutes passed before she answered me. "I don't want to talk about it. I tried to block it out of my mind Louis. It's best that we shouldn't talk about it." she said. It sounded like she had been hurt by someone, like she had been crying. I took her hand, caressing it gently. "It'll help me remember." I said.

She nodded and took a deep breath before starting her story. She had told me when Eleanor had come to see me, we were all at the mall in the food court. I had walked over to Angela and she invited us to the bonfire. We all went, but she was a bit disappointed when I brought Eleanor. So in order to try and not show that she was jealous, she allowed for Eleanor and I to sit next to each other while she sat beside Harry.

"After the bonfire, you came up to me and we talked. You made me smile, but I was still a bit hurt on the inside. I just didn't want to show you." she said, looking down.

"You're jealous of Eleanor?" I asked her.

"I can see how happy she makes you Louis. I mean, she's your girlfriend and I'm just your... friend." She didn't look my way. Had I done this to her? Had I hurt her from the start? Slowly it was all coming back to me. I was afraid to tell Eleanor about Angela because she'd think I was cheating on her. I figured that Angela was a bit hurt by that.

"You're someone's girl." I smiled. Angela looked at me and it looked as if she had been crying. She was crying. Tears were running down her cheeks as I reached up and wiped her tears away.

"Who?" she asked.


A smile spread across her face and I couldn't help but smile as I kissed her lips. The kiss lasted longer than we both thought and pulled away. "I have to go back to work." she said. I stood up and held out my hand towards her, "You deserve a break. Come with me." I smiled. She looked at my hand and without any hesitation, she took it as we walked out of the mall together.


We arrived at the beach and finally I let out a small sigh of relief. Angela and I were alone. It was the one moment that I've been waiting for the entire time she and I have met. We walked along the shore, talking about how our day went and also to talk about everything before the accident.

We sat down on the beach together, side by side as we listened to the sound of the crashing waves. Angela's head rested against my shoulder. I heard her let out a sigh, but I couldn't tell if it was a happy one or a sad one. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She looked at me and smiled, "Nothing. I'm glad we're enjoying this time we have together."

She took my hand and held it in her hands. "I don't care how long it's going to take for you to remember everything that happened before the accident, but I'm going to be here for you... always. Nothing and no one will ever change the way I feel about you."

There was something about the way she spoke; how her words just flowed like a song. "What do you remember now Louis?" she asked me.

"I remember hurting you the night of the bonfire. Your eyes said it all. You were mad and sad at the same time. I think it was because I was afraid to tell Eleanor about you. Are you still hurt by that?" I asked.

She shrugged, "A little bit, but I understand why you didn't tell her about me. At least we're going somewhere with the memory... thing."

"Who's Jessica's favorite guy from our band?"

"I'm pretty sure it's obvious." she smirked. "He's my favorite guy too."

I smiled as I leaned in and kissed her lips. They were irresistible. We pulled away and the sun was setting. "I don't want this day to end." she said.

"Same here." I told her.

"How long are you staying for?" she asked.

"As long as you want me here."

She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder as we both watched the sunset. It was a great way to end a perfect evening. I remembered why I came to the States; why I came to Los Angeles. The guys and I just had another CD come out. We were on tour for that CD. Los Angeles was one of the cities where we stopped.

Angela was the girl I met at the mall. She was the reason why I had to go back to the same mall almost every day since we've been here in Los Angeles. Her smile, the sound of her voice, her laugh, her eyes, her lips, and her personality were all the things that made her irresistible.

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