Remember Me //[Sequel to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

Normal Girl

Tegan's P.O.V
September 2015

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"Dear me,

Zayn made me go to a therapy group for depressed teens. After three weeks of me sitting there, not speaking he finally gave up on making me go. He hadn't been successful on individual sessions either.

I take antidepressants every morning. Even with the stupid pills in my system, I'm sad, but somehow they keep me mildly sane.

I have this new diet to help me gain my weight back. Zayn ordered all this food from some place. I refused to eat anything at first. I couldn't, I hate food, I am completely disgusted with the taste of it. The first time I ate I wanted to spit it out, but Zayn made me chew all of it, swallow it, and finish the whole meal.

I don't have a phone or laptop anymore, I have no way to get on social media. I can't talk to any of the other boys either. I don't have any contact with the outside world, besides paps.

Every time I leave the house with Zayn there's paparazzi. People follow me everywhere I go, snapping pictures, shouting me questions. Questions about the radio interview, my therapy, completely irrelevant shit. I don't answer anything. I'm just sick of it! I'm sick of the large crowds and being mobbed.

I just want to be a normal teenage girl. I don't want to live with a celebrity. I want to be away from this whole celebrity lifestyle. I want to go to  school with normal kids my age, not go to red carpet events. That's what I need. I need a proper life.

- TJSM"

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"Zayn," I approached him. Zayn was sitting on the couch, bowl of crisps in one hand, and the television remote in the other.

"Yes?" He questioned, his eyes leaving the television to look at me for a second.

"Can I go to a boarding school?" I cut to the chase. Zayn coughed, choking on a crisp.

"A boarding school?" Zayn repeated.

"Yeah, ya know what a boarding school is?"

"Yes, but why?"

"I need a break. A break from this spotlight. I'm getting all this attention and it's stressing me out. I'm only getting attention because I live with Zayn Malik, one of the most popular stars in the world." I explained.

"I understand." He nods. "I just think we should think about this more. Will you be okay without me?"

"Zayn I'll be fine. I'm clean, I'm a healthy weight, I got my little bottle of pills, I'll be okay." I assured him.

Zayn has taken anything I could possibly hurt myself with and disposed of it.

"You can go to a boarding school, on one condition." Zayn thought for a minute.

"Which is?" I question.

"Go to therapy."

~~~

Zayn and I intently wait for the phone to pick up. We stared at the screen, listening to every ring.

"Yellow?" Niall finally answered.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR NIALL! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Zayn and I screamed, very off pitch.

"Dear me!" Niall's laugh traveled through the phone. "Thank you guys so much!"

"How are you celebrating twenty two, lad?" Zayn asked.

"Well, we have a show tonight. Maybe I'll sing a little T Swift."

"Atta kid!" I said.

"Adelaide gonna give you a birthday present?" Zayn wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Zayn!" I shrieked, furrowing my eyebrows.

Had I missed something? Again?

"Zayn!" Niall bellowed, laughing. "Oh, good grief, man. Hit 'em for me, Tea."

"Absolutely," I socked Zayn's shoulder playfully. He jerked back dramatically, clutching his shoulder.

"But seriously, I think we'll get a bit of lunch, or something." Niall said, casually.

"Sounds like fun! Tell the rest of the boys I said hello." I told him.

"Will do. How have you guys been?" He asked.

"Tegan has successfully gone to therapy all week!" Zayn exclaimed.

"That's great! You better keep that up, or I'm gonna stick my foot up your arse." Niall threatened.

"Yeah, yeah," I rolled my eyes.

"Liam purposed to Pen. There's a video, I'll send it to you." Niall informed us.

"Are we invited to the wedding?" I joked.

"I assume so, but they aren't planning it for awhile. At least until tour is over." Niall explained.

"That makes sense." Zayn nodded.

"Where are the other boys now?" I asked, curious by the quietness.

"Uh, I don't know actually. They just kind of whispered to each other, giggled, then disappeared. Should I be scared?" He asked.

"Terrified." I stated.

We all chatted a bit until Niall had to go. 

Therapy wasn't all that bad so far. We shared our feelings a lot. Some of the people in my group were checked into this therapy clinic, like they lived there. I could live there too if I wanted. I made a couple friends.

Would I do it again if I got the chance?

Well, off to therapy.

~~~

this chapter suckssss

how are you birdies?

I have news, this book has 1 more chapter, then the epilogue

then it's over

done for it

the end

I have many other books I've been working on throughout writing this, I'm just not sure which one is coming next

I'll let you guys know!

I'll update again later probably

~Ty McNugget