Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 23

*ZAYNS POV*

I was trying my hardest to get Emma to regain her memory. I was taking her places I took her when she knew who I was. Today, the boys, Carley, and I were taking her back to the beach, hoping something would trigger her memory.

I go down to her room to get her. I walk in and see her packing her bag. Last time we did this, this was the part where I told her she was my girlfriend. Sadly, that won't be happening this time around.

"You ready to go?" I ask her.

She smiles, "Yeah." she throws her bag over her shoulder and follows me out of the room.

****

We arrive back at our private beach. We set all our things down on a picnic table. All the boys had already ran into the water. Emma stays sitting on the bench to the table. "Come on, Em. Lets go in the water." I say to her.

"I can't, Zayn." she pauses, "I'll get my wig wet." she says quietly.

"I won't let it get wet, Em." I lift her up in my arms, "I promise."

"Okay, I trust you." she whispers in my ear.

I carry her down to the water and carry her in to where the water reaches the middle of my chest. I hold her up out of the water far enough so that her hair doesn't get wet. She quickly puts her hair up in a bun. She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

"Please don't let me go." she says.

"I won't." I tell her.

I break the silence by asking, "Does anything look familiar about this place?"

She sighs, "No."

"It was worth a try." I say.

***

We get out of the water and dry off. We were successful at not getting Emma's wig wet. Emma puts back on her clothes and I throw my shirt back on. 

There were several storm clouds heading for the area we were in. We could the thunder getting louder and louder. 

We decide to skip the bonfire this time around and pack up all our things. 

I tell Emma to get in the car in case it started raining. I would hate for her wig to get wet in the rain. Sure enough, right when she got in the car it started raining. Not just little water drops, but huge ones, and a ton of them. 

I scurry around to grab everything in the process getting completely soaked. I run over to the suburban that everyone, but me, was in. I throw my stuff in the trunk and hope in the back.

I turn to see Emma sitting next to me laughing her ass off. "Oh, I'm sure you got a kick out of that." I say.

She giggles, "Yes, I did and now your soaking wet."

"So are you." I reply.

"What? Zayn, I'm not-"  I cut her off by pulling her into me and wrapping my arms around her getting her wet.

She giggles, "Zayn, stop!"

I chuckle and stop. She smiles and lays her head down on my shoulder for this long ride back to the city.

***

We get back to the hotel and I walk Emma back to her room. 

"I had a lot of fun today." she tells me.

"Me too." I say.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" she asks.

"Of course." I say and peck her lips.

Shit. I forgot that she wasn't technically my girlfriend at the moment. I forgot that in her mind we have never kissed before. 

"Emma, i'm sorry, I forgot." I explain.

She slowly starts to close the door, "It's ok, Zayn. I'll see you tomorrow." she says.

Damnit.

*EMMAS POV*

I lean my back against the door I had just closed on Zayn. I touch my finger to my lips, I could still feel his touch on my lips. I had not expected Zayn to kiss me. But, I also can't forget that in his mind we have been dating for God only knows how long, but in mine, I haven't known him that long. He left me wanting more. 

Could I be falling in love with Zayn?

Again?