I saw his eyes widen when they met mine and he stood up straight away. A warm and relieved smile appeared on his face and he looked around us.
“Yes, I do remember. Of course, I do.” He then avoided eye contact with me.
I leaned against the barrier of the small bridge and carried on speaking in a whisper,
“After what happened here, I couldn’t imagine going to any another place. This one will always have a special place in my heart. And I’m sure you know why.” Not expecting an answer, I didn’t look at him.
It seemed to be a while since we last came here together. But of course, we couldn’t as he hadn’t been by my side. At that very exact moment, I didn’t know what I truly felt about him. I had felt abandoned which had been the reason why I didn’t go back home but now that he was standing beside me, I just doubted it. I should be angry and mad at him. I shouldn’t stay here with him talking calmly. I should be yelling at him, all the anger there was in my heart and how I now felt after finding out how he cowardly left me.
But I couldn’t. I didn’t expect him to look for me. I didn’t expect him to notice I was missing. He had seemed so distant all the time. Distant but I had noticed the sadness in his eyes every time I caught him looking at me. And now he looked both worried and relieved to see me.
I couldn’t be mad at him. My anger faded away at the moment I saw him leaning against the barrier, looking broken.
“It’s weird, you know…” I started to speak again and I felt him look at me. I was sure he raised an eyebrow. “I only remembered short moments and I got them all wrong. I didn’t interpret them correctly. But this afternoon, everything else came back at once. And in the right order.”
I smiled sadly and felt a few tears rolling down my cheeks, being unable to control it.
“And it hurt. Maybe it was too much for me to get all those memories back at the same time. But it hurt even more to know there was nothing left from those memories now. I remembered the best moments of my past life but the other person sharing them with me wasn’t there anymore.”
Resting my head against my arms, I watched my tears drop onto the ground.
“All I remembered at first from you was the arguments we had. Is that why you decided to leave me? Is that why you agreed to become only friends with me when I accepted the job?” I sobbed loudly, crying harder. I wasn’t mad at him. I just needed answers.
I felt his hand on mine and soon, he pulled me into a hug. I rested my head against his chest and let the tears flow down on him. His head on my shoulder, I felt his breath against my skin as he whispered gently, “I have been a coward. I was weak when I saw you lying on that bed unconscious. I acted like a fool by leaving you. And there is nothing I will regret more than my actions on that day. But I know I can’t apologize for what I’ve done.” I felt him breathing deeply.
“I remembered all the things you didn’t at that time but only the negative sides of our relationship appeared in my mind on that day. I felt guilty because I knew why you had run away. I knew I should have run after you but I didn’t. And when I did, it was too late.”
I felt slightly taken aback when I felt a drop falling along down my neck. Please, don’t cry, Zayn.
“And then you started to work with us and when you came to talk to me, saying you remembered my name, all I wanted to do was tell you the truth. I wanted to have you back and I felt even worse for having been distant and cold toward you.”
“You were my everything and I left you.”
I pulled slightly away from his embrace and looked up at him. His face was red from crying and tears kept streaming down his cheeks. I didn’t know which one of us was crying the most.
“Lia! Zayn!” Harry and Riley’s familiar voices yelled from behind me but I didn’t care.
I wiped away all the tears from Zayn’s face and murmured, “you still are my everything.”
And then he leaned closer to my face, pressing his lips gently against mine; those lips that were meant to be against mine. I wish we had never been apart.
“I love you, Lia,” he muttered, his lips skimming mine.
“I love you more, Zayn.”
And our lips met again.