More than a memory (A One Direction fanfic)

Chpt 3 - New beginnings

Chpt 3 - New beginnings

"One direction." He spoke.

"Does it ring a bell?" He asked patiently.

I shook my head slowly and found myself looking at him strangely. He stared at our entwined hands and began to rub my palm with his thumb soothingly. Normally I would have pulled away, feeling uncomfortable, but I didn't; because I wasn't uncomfortable. It felt right.

"Bethany." He said, then looked up at me with his eyebrows raised. "Thats your name." He added, answering the question lingering at the back of my mind.

"I am Niall Horan." He recited as if reminding himself as well as me. "I'm part of a boy band called one direction. The other boys in the band are named Louis, Harry, Zayn and Liam." He pointed to the white curtain shielding us from the world outside, shielding us from reality.

"They're in the waiting room. Maybe if you saw them, you would remember?" He asked rather than stated. I nodded, eager to remember something, anything.

He smiled and got up from the bed, pulling the papery curtain back and looking back at me.

"I'll be back soon, Beth."

I found it hard getting used to him calling me Beth. It just didn't feel like my name. A name defines you as a person, it defines who you are. Beth, just didn't feel like it defined me. I felt as if I were a new born baby, starting a new in the world. So innocent, so confused, so .... new.

Seconds later the curtain was pulled back and I was tugged out of my distant thoughts and back to reality. Five teenage boys walked into the room, including Niall. They all looked at me with watchful, serious eyes.

The tallest of the boys had short, shaven hair and a wise, solemn face. His sturdy, toned body was covered by a navy blue tee-shirt and jeans. His large hands were shoved into his pockets and his warm honey-brown eyes watched me with such concern it was almost... fatherly?

A tall, lean boy stood next to him, with a head full of chocolate colored chaotically perfect curls and a winning smile. His hard, yet friendly eyes were forrest green and bore into me with such intensity I felt as if he could read my mind. He wore baggy jeans and a white v-neck, a necklace hidden under his collar.

The shortest of the boys (apart from Niall) wore a striped tee-shirt and had a wide grin plastered onto his face. His tanned hands were thrust into his red jean's pockets and his brown hair was gelled into a quiff.

The last boy was different from the others. He looked more mysterious, more hurt, more.. familiar. He wore a skin-tight white button-down and the first few buttons were undone, showing off countless tattoos upon caramel skin. His face was slightly unshaven and his dark hair was gelled into a quiff and shaven at the sides, showing off the black studs that pierced his ears. I let my eyes rake over his lean torso and I felt an uncontrollable source of longing over take me. I silently scolded myself for wanting someone who I didn't know, and yet I did know him.. Sort of.

Niall stepped forward and grinned at me eagerly.

"Notice any familiar faces?" His eyes gleamed. I nodded. For a minute we all stood there in an awkward silence, as if they all didn't know how to respond. A moment later the tallest, boy with the shaven hair walked over to Niall and muttered something in his ear. Niall shook his head and he pulled away then stepped towards me.

"Hello, I'm Liam."

He spoke in the most casual way possible considering the situation. His voice was strong and masculine, sharpened by his accent. He grinned and held his large hand out to mine. I shook it cautiously and smiled shyly at him.

"Liam... Liam... P-pay?..." I said as my brain worked overtime and my head began to hurt.

Liam's grin grew wider. "Liam Payne." He corrected me.

I smiled and for once I was proud of myself, I had remembered something! Niall came closer to me and patted my shoulder in approval. "Well done." He praised me as if he was a school teacher and I was the innocent, unexperienced school-child, still learning, still growing.

The boy with the uncontrollable curls stepped forward next, getting down on his knees beside my bed so that he was at eye level. He smiled his winning smile and his green eyes gleamed.

"I'm Harry. Harry Styles." He drawled slowly in his low, raspy english accent. He surprised me by reaching into his pocket and scrolling through his phone. I looked at him strangely.

Why was he being so rude? I thought to myself.

I was about to say something but he turned to me and showed me a picture on is phone. A beautiful , pale, dark haired girl's face peered into the camera, it looked as if she was laughing. Harry's face appeared next to her and his dimples were peaking through as he laughed along with her.

"Thats us."

It took me a moment to realize that the girl in the picture was me. I held my breath and felt as if I had never seen myself before.

Harry was about to say more but the boy wearing the striped tee-shirt jumped in.. literally. He leaped on top of Harry and grinned wildly.

"My turn!" He exclaimed, his voice was very high in comparisin to Harry's. He held his hand out, still sitting on Harry's shoulders and I took it in mine. He shook it quickly and introduced himself. "I'm Louis!" I found myself giggling at how loud he was. His smile was contagious.

"Hey, Louis." I squeaked

Harry nudged Louis off of his shoulders and a shrill scream was heard as he tumbled to the ground. The boys all laughed their deep rumbling laughs and Niall threw his head back, unable to control himself.

The last boy, I guessed, was Zayn. He sauntered forward, grabbed my hand and shook it. His soft hand sent a shoot of warmth up my spine and I felt myself shiver. He smiled a crooked, yet perfect smile, his dark, captivating eyes scrunching up as he laughed.

"Vas happenin'?" Zayn purred in an accent I could not describe. His smoky breath fanned over my cheeks. "I'm.."

"Zayn."

I cut him off, finishing his sentence for him. His dark eyebrows raised and he glanced back at the boys and Niall, before looking back at me.

"You haven't changed a bit!" Zayn chuckled, patting my shoulder.

Author's Note:

Hi guys! Sorry for this chapter being so boring, but I promise the chapters to come will be much MUCH more entertaining! I have noticed that my first few chapters have been very similar to a book that I have just began reading named "Try to Fix you". But don't worry, things will become more unique and interesting soon. Thank you soo much for reading guys, I love you!!!

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