Falling up

Old me

-2 hours later-

Niall just got done fully explaining who everyone was to me and some memories.

Yet I don't know why I couldn't remember the 'most important people in my life.'

"I just want to go home." I whined falling against the couch.

Getting up I walked into the kitchen and pulled out some water knocking over something and it breaking all I've the floor.

"Whoops..." I muttered grabbing the broken pieces into my hand and trying to clean up most the mess.

I felt something slice into my skin and I opened my hand on instinct- seeing red blood come out of my hand it pouring onto the floor.

"Oh my lord- Spencer what did you do?" Zayn said crouching down beside me and laying my hand ontop of his.

"I- it broke so I tried to clean it up."

I said looking at the huge mess I made.

"Love that's glass- it going to be sharp." Zayn said helping me stand up and bringing me by the sink.

"We'll I'm sorry I didn't remember." I said mockingly.

He sighed in defeat and turned on the water, and taking my hand putting it underneath.

The stream of water helped with the pain and it seamed to ease a little.

"Alright- I'm going to take the glass out, this is only going to hurt a little okay? " Zayn said babying me once again.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

Hearing a cabinet door open and close I guessed that Zayn had gotten some tool from there.

I felt a pinch and my skin tore a little,

Blood oozing out again.

"Damn- that hurts." I said wincing in pain.

"Told ya." He said continuing to pull the glass out of my Hand and then my continuing to complain about the pain.

"You know what Spencer- your starting to sound like your old self." Zayn said randomly while wrapping up my hand in gauze.

But I hated my old self.

I didn't respond and looked at

The floor seeing designs in the wood and thinking about the old me.

"It's not a bad thing you know- being your old self. I loved the old you. Heck I've always loved you but you were just different when we met you. We all love you the second we me you." He said taping the end of the gauze around my hand.

"But I don't want to go back to 'The old times'." I whispered barley audible, hopping off the counter.

"You can't take back the past but you can take the past and learn from it." Zayn said putting his hand on the small of my back and guiding me back to the family room.

He sat down and I looked around for a seat- seeing there was none.

"Come on love- you can sit on my lap." Harry said smirking a little.

I managed a weak half smile and awquarly sat down on his lap.

The words 'Paranormal Activity 3' lit I the screen and I knew immidelty I would love this movie.

Resting my head on Harry's chest I watched the movie for a while before slowly closing my eyes- dreading for sleep to come.

The darkness finally won and it overwhelmed me and I fell into a deep slumber.

-A/N- so sorry I haven't updated in forever! I updated this story in my computer for once and it did it like 4 times but the chapters didn't upload or anything like I though they did, so I have to rewrite them all. Love you all❤ - E.