Don't You Remember Anything?

Niall Horan is Anne Mitchell's boyfriend; But after a heart breaking car accident, Niall lost some of his memory. He doesn't remember anything on his relationship with Anne and he doesn't even remember who Anne is. All he remembers is that he's friends with 4 best mates. He's succeeded third place in the X Factor UK and is in a band called One Direction. Will Anne and her bestfriend and the boys be able to help Niall back to his senses? Or would Niall forget all the things he did with her?

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11. Chapter 11: Zayn's POV (Stuttering)

I got to meet wonderful fans today! Thank you for coming to our concert. We've had a great time with you. It was nice meeting everyone on the meet and greet! :-) - Zayn

This was a very nice day actually. It's almost 12 AM and everyone's asleep except for me, Tomorrow will be another day. I know we shouldn't have asked Anne and Kam to spend one whole day with us tomorrow. Why not anyway? They're nice girls and we've had a blast with them.

We already planned the plans for tomorrow. We get to meet them again on 11 AM where we stop at Nando's next for lunch. Niall almost freaked out when he learned that Anne has never heard of Nando's before.

Thinking hard, I forgot to tell them what time we should be meeting. Maybe they're still up. Maybe they're tweeting. Maybe I should tweet--wait, no scratch that. Message fits the word. Maybe I'll message Kam and tell her the plans for tomorrow.

"Are you still awake?"

I waited. No, I think she's asleep. But maybe she's still awake. No.

*buzz*

I saw her reply. She's still up.

"Yep. Awake like an owl. Why? And is Zayn Malik really messaging me?! *fangirl screams* :p"

I laugh quietly that way I wouldn't disturb Niall. I love her sense of humor.

"Yes. He is. :-)"

Waiting...

*buzz*

"Disturber."

"Am not. Why would I disturb you?" I reply to her.

"I don't know. My phone vibrated and I knew it was a message from twitter. Of course, WHO wouldn't be replying to One Direction's Zayn Malik! Right?"

I considered her answer and said to myself that she has a good point.

I typed, 'I disturbed you'

I caught a glimpse of my last tweet and as always it had a hundred thousand retweets, favorites and replies.

When I read Kam's reply I can't help myself from smiling. "No! It's fine. Why did you message me in the first place?"

"To tell you about tomorrow?"

"Is that really a question or what?"

"Tell you what. Why don't I call you? Give me your number then I'll answer your question" I tapped the bedside table with my fingers, waiting for her answer.

"Of course! Are you nuts?! I'm giving my number to a famous singer!!!" Her exclamation marks were non-stop. Her number popped up on my screen and I hit save. I called her afterwards.

"Is this the Zayn Malik who keeps messaging me?" She asks groggily.

I fixed my voice to sound like it wasn't me talking. "No. This is pizza delivery. Can I take your order?" I tried to hide my laughter since it was too funny.

Would she fall for my prank? Probably. I am a good jokester.

Her voice sounded serious when she answered "Oh. Sorry, wrong number" before hanging up. I laughed so hard. If I could only see her face! Maybe I'll laugh even harder when I see her face. I hit the call button again and this time when she answered, I can hear her annoyed voice.

I beat her to it. "I'm kidding! It's me, Zayn. Did you fall for my prank awhile ago?" I kept laughing.

"Oh? You were pranking me? I thought that *prank* of yours was very lame, Zayn. That's not a real prank, Mr. Famous Singer Guy," I can already imagine her smiling. I clapped over the phone.

"Bravo!"

"Thank you."

"So uh... I called to tell you the plans for tomorrow."

"Was your last message a question or not?"

"No."

"Oh. Go on then."

I took out my planner and told her everything what's written on it. "That's all."

I heard her stiffle a yawn. "Okay then."

We were silent for several seconds. I shouldn't cut the conversation. My eyes saw Niall. "Did you see Niall and Anne lock eyes awhile ago?"

"I did. And I also saw them turn pink after."

"Do you think Anne finds him attractive?"

"Already?"

"Why not? You find me attractive, don't you?" I tease her.

"Oh yeah! On pictures!" she said in between giggles."I still don't know. Maybe but not sure. I mean she's not a fan of you guys."

I gave her a long 'that-hurt' voice. "I can't do something about that. But I did see Niall's tweet on her screen. I knew she's reading it before she fell asleep." I didn't know he tweeted her. "How do I know you're not kidding?"

It took her a second before answering back. "Because I'm at her house inside her room. She's sleeping. Her phone fell awhile ago. When I took it, I saw his tweet."

"You're a gossip girl, you are." I said to her.

"I'm going to punch you tomorrow, Zayn Malik and I mean it!" she threatens. I just laugh.

"Niall likes her, I can feel it." I said in my know-it-all voice.

"How?"

"I just can feel it. Let's make a deal. If Anne and Niall have a good time with each other--and I mean lots of laughs, talking too much, they'll only join in on our conversation a bit--I'll take you out for an adventure tomorrow with the boys." I grinned.

"Hm... I don't think so. Anne isn't even a real fan. How can -" I quickly cut her off. "One deal only."

"Fine. But if I win, I want your Take Me Home album for free with your autograph on it." Lame deal but okay. I just nodded like she's there. "Alright then. If I win, I'll take you... um... to the Monster Rollercoaster tomorrow!"

"No way! Do you want me to die of asthma when I get too scared?"

"You have asthma?" One thing I don't know about her: asthma. I got shocked about the news.

"Yup." She doesn't look like she has.

"Why?"

"Well -" Kameron paused, then "I had asthma when I was 13 years old. I was rushed to the hospital because I couldn't breathe. That's how it started."

"Oooohhh."

"I have family history of asthma. My mom, uncle and cousin have asthma. Soo... not a shocker!"

"It is for me. Okay... I better make sure when we are together nothing bad will happen to you. Scratch the rollercoaster." I promised her.

"Aww. Zaynie that's too sweet." she cooed.

I can feel her blush over the phone. I also blushed when I realized what I've said to her--and the nickname she gave me.

"I m-mean bec-cause y-you're my friend. I care for my friend's safety a-and h-health." I stuttered then I heard another yawn. This time, louder.

"Well, you better sleep now Kam. I'll just see you tomorrow, babe. Good night. Sweet dreams." I said to her.

"Good night, Zaynie.You should sleep too. It's late."

"Okay."

"Bye, Zayn."

"Bye." I hung up after that and went to bed.

Before I let sleep take over, I realized that I want to know her more and be more than friends if that's possible.

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