Written in my Memory *complete*

After a tragic accident that nearly caused her death, Lia loses her memory. She can't remember anything that happened to her before that fatal day; anything except one name. One name she keeps repeating over and over again: Zayn.


6. Thank you ~ Lia & Zayn

I walked into the living-room and made my way toward the couch to sit beside Riley who was reading a magazine. She put it down when she saw me and smiled widely.

"I loved the way you dressed them for their interview today!" she exclaimed excitedly which made me giggle. "You dressed Niall in a sexy way, I loved it!" We both burst out laughing.

"Thanks, Riley," I managed to reply while I tried to get my breath back.

"I'm going to see him tonight so I hope he hasn't changed clothes." She winked. Then, she stood up and told me she was getting ready before leaving. I nodded and turned the TV on.


Riley came back a long time afterwards.

"I'm going to be late!" she yelled, while running toward the shoes closet in the hall. The doorbell rang and she shouted even louder, "no! He can't be here already! I'm not ready!" And she ran back to the bathroom.

Why didn't she open the door? I muttered to myself as I made my way toward the front door to open it. Niall walked in with an amused look on his face.

"She ain't ready, is she?" I shook my head and he laughed. "She yelled it so loud I'm sure all your neighbours must have heard it."  I laughed gently.

"Riley!" I yelled. "Niall's here!"

"I know!" she replied before rushing toward us. "I'm ready now!"

"Let's go then!" Niall exclaimed, unable to take his eyes off her.

"See you later, Lia!" the two of them told me before walking away.


I walked into my room and looked at what was on my bedside table. I realized I hadn't looked at what was mine in the room apart from the clothes. There were some books and as I lifted them up, something glittering caught my attention. I took it in my hand and looked closer at it. It was a small necklace with the word 'Love' on it. I smiled but wondered who gave it to me.




The doorbell rang and I ran into the hall, trying not to fall as tears blurred my eyes. I wiped them away as I stood behind the front door, praying for him not to be here already.

"Hi Lia!" Harry exclaimed happily. "He cou..." But he didn't finish his sentence and the smile on his face faded away. "What's wrong, Lia?" he asked, concerned.

I opened my mouth to reply but I burst into tears, sobbing loudly. I pointed out my neck to make him understand what was wrong but he didn't get it.

"I... lost.. it," I managed to stutter and Harry nodded, understanding what I was talking about.

"Don't worry. I'll help you find it; I'm sure it's not lost forever." He kissed me on the forehead before coming into the house.

"Did you still have it when you came back home yesterday?" he asked me and I nodded while trying to stop crying.

"Then it must be somewhere!" He winked. "I'll look for it in the living-room and in the kitchen. Maybe you could go and look into the bathroom and the rooms?" he told me gently.

"Thank you, Harry," I whispered and he smiled as I walked away toward the room.


Half an hour went by and I still hadn't found anything. I couldn't stop crying; this necklace was everything to me and I had lost it.

Suddenly, I heard quick footsteps in the corridor and Harry walked into the bathroom, a wide smile on his face and hiding his hand behind his back.

"I found it!" he exclaimed. He showed it to me before putting it around my neck.

"Don't lose it this time," he muttered. I nodded.

"Thank you so much, Harry!" I hugged him, resting my head against his chest.

He leaned his head on mine and whispered, "you're welcome, love."




"Hi Lia!" Lou greeted me as I walked into the dressing room in the morning.

"Hi Lou!" I waved and smiled."So what is there to do today?" I asked her and she shrugged her shoulders.

"They don't have any interviews but new clothes are arriving today so you'll have to put them away, I guess," she explained to me and I nodded.

"Nice necklace you have on today! Who gave it to you?" she asked me a while afterwards.

We heard footsteps coming closer as I answered her, "Harry gave it to me!" Her eyes opened wide.

"Hello!" the five boys exclaimed as they walked in the room. Both of us greeted them.

Lou went toward Harry and told him, "that's a nice present you offered Lia, Harry!" She winked and walked out of the room. He looked surprised and stared at me, expecting explanations. I walked toward him and showed him the small necklace around my neck.

"I had a flashback yesterday and I remembered about that necklace. Thanks for giving it to me, Harry." I kissed him on the cheek and made my way out of the room. But I noticed Zayn was very pale. "Is there something wrong, Zayn?" I asked him, surprised.

"No, everything's fine. Don't worry. I'm just a bit tired, that's all." I nodded weakly and walked away, leaving the five guys in the room.




Zayn's POV

"The necklace you gave her?" I said slowly, not looking at Harry. "What did she remember?"

All the other boys turned to look at Harry, not wanting to say anything. I looked up at him as well and he shrugged his shoulders, seeming to be as surprised as I was.

"Apart from the day she had lost that necklace and I helped her find it, I don't see what she could have remembered."

I raised an eyebrow, "the day she lost it? She lost it?" Harry nodded.

"You had asked me to pick her up to drive her to your house because you had been preparing a romantic dinner for her," he said.

"I hadn't finished in time so I told you to bring her to my place so I could have more time," I finished his explanations, remembering. Harry nodded.

"She couldn't find it when I arrived. You should have seen the state she was in... So I helped her looking for it and that was all."

"That was all? Are you sure?" I asked him sharply.

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, I am."

"Why didn't she remember the day I gave it to her? Why?!" I shook my head. None of them spoke.

"But if she had, it would mean she would have remembered you. What would you have said then? The truth? Would you have told her you left her?" Niall said in a calm but sharp voice.

"I don't know... But that's not the point."

Niall sighed loudly.

"Don't worry, mate." Liam walked toward me and put his hand on my arm. "There will come a day when she will remember everything correctly."

"You're wasting your time by telling him that, Liam. It's obvious Zayn dreads the day it will happen. It would mean that he would have to live up to his actions," Niall told Liam, bitterness in his voice clear.

I ignored him, though his words hurt me. Why was he always right?

"I don't understand! Why are things going in the wrong way? Why can't her memory come back properly?!" I shouted with anger, my voice echoing through the room and the corridor.

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