Chapter 22

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Latika's POV~

6:45am. An irritating, annoying buzzing woke me and Zayn up from our sleep. "What the-" i heard Zayn complain. "Why are you leaving so early?" He sat up, leaning on his elbow looking down at me, still laying face down on my pillow. "Im not.. I have to get ready." I answered getting my lazy bum up, and going to the shower. I turned the water on, and waited for it to get warm, while i brushed my teeth. I tested the water, and it was perfect. I hopped in, and started to do my body. I moved on to my hair and then shaved. I turned the water off, and put the fluffy white towel around me. I peaked a little through the door's opening, and didn't see Zayn, so i quickly ran to the closet. I picked out my work uniform, and went to my makeup section. 

I wasn't really breaking out, so i went straight to mascara, eyeliner, and some simple chapstick. I let my hair down, and brushed it, i was going to let it air dry, and went downstairs. "Noooo!!" I heard someone yell. I thought it was Rosey, so i hurried to where the sound came from, the kitchen. "I won!" I saw Rosey celebrating, laughing at Zayn, on the kitchen floor holding his head in hands. "What happened?" I asked, kind of curious. Rosey's head snapped my way, and she started to laugh. I smiled, not knowing why but i did. "What?" I giggled out. " Zayn's pancakes fell from his head." Why the world does he have pancakes on his head? "Oh, jajaja!" I started laughing at Zayn as well.

"Are you going to work?" Rosey asked. "I am, i wish i could stay and help you, but im going today and asking my boss for the rest of the weeks off." "Its okay darling. I can take care of Rosey." Zayn assured. "Baby, you can't even keep small pancakes balanced on your head..." I teased. "Got em!!" Rosey yelled, laughing and i joined. Soon Zayn did as well. "Well, im going to have to get going, im going to try and get home earlier. See yall later! Byee!" 


Zayn's POV~

I dont know of she remembers me... Would she? Of course she doesn't Zayn, it's called Amnesia. "Rosey, wanna go somewhere? Since the pancakes went to waste." She giggled, wow.. Sounds like Safaa. God, how i miss them. "Sure." I told her to go get ready, and so did i. 

~25 Minutes Later~

"Ready?!" Rosey asked me,  she was getting impatient. "Yea, just let me do my hair." "Seriously?" She gave me a look, and went downstairs to wait. About a couple 10 minutes later, i went to meet her. Waiting. "Finally! You still look horrible." "Thank you, i learn from you." I smiled innocently. She rolled her eyes and went to the car. 

"Welcome to Denny's. How may i take your order?" (A/n: I miss that place! I havent been there in like 8 years!) 

We told her our order, and she left to get it. I caught her satarring out the window. "You okay?" I asked, kind of worried... Because she was starring out the window? Wow Zayn..  "My.. Ouch! Oww.. My he-" she blacked out and...

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