A Summer's Job (1D)

21:"Fight"

Christina's POV

Zayn presses his lips against mine, and that's when my memory decided to spark up and recollect. I remember that Zayn was protecting me when we were kidnapped, my dad was killed, and then I was shot. I remember everything now.

Zayn isn't my boyfriend, but he's kissing me.

We hear a gasp from behind us, and pull apart to see Niall standing in the doorway, glaring harshly at Zayn.

Niall is my boyfriend.

I take a few steps away from Zayn. "Why are you kissing me?"

He stares at me blankly, not knowing what to say. "Yeah, why are you kissing her?"

"We had to play along to help refresh her memory, remember?" Zayn finally answers, but even he is unsure of what he had said.

Niall took a few steps in the room, and snarled at Zayn. "Get out. I want to talk to Christina."

He nodded and ran out of the room. Niall turned to me, anger still lurking in his eyes. "So why'd you kiss him?"

"Wait, you're angry at ME?" I huff. This is ridiculous.

"Well duh," he rolled his eyes, "you kissed another guy, when I'M your boyfriend."

"I freaking lost my memory," I spat, "you seriously can't blame me for that."

"You knew I'm your boyfriend and you still kissed him!" he began to shout.

"First of all, I didn't know at the time when HE KISSED ME! Secondly, I pulled apart when I realized what was going on." I tried to keep my cool.

"Yea right." he spat.

"You don't believe me," I laughed, "wow, and I though you would be so happy when I got my memory back. Oh, and comforting that my dad has been killed!"

He began to feel guilty. "Look Christina, I'm-"

I cut him off. "I am beginning to think that you didn't miss me when I was kidnapped!"

I ran out of the room, tears welling in my eyes. That was actually our first fight we had as boyfriend and girlfriend. I just can't believe he would think I would intentionally cheat on him, I actually wasn't cheating on him. What's his problem?!

Niall's POV

Shit. That's what I was thinking and feeling. Yes, I feel like shit now. I basically just accused my loving girlfriend who had Amnesia of purposely cheating on me when she thought Zayn was her boyfriend, and we were suppose to play along.

It's official. I'm 100% a douche. And she is 100% right and I was completely wrong. I'm so stupid, I don't know what I was thinking. I was jealous. Jealous of seeing the love of my life kissing one of my best mates. And she didn't even kiss him, he kissed her.

I should not have been mad at her. I shouldn't be mad at all, but I can't help myself being pissed off at Zayn. I never think before I act, that's been my whole childhood and the reason I never did well with girls. But my dad isn't here to help me now, is he?

I should give Christina her space, and let her think. I'm just going to talk to her tomorrow, things will be better then. However, I find myself walking out and going to confront Zayn. He was standing in his room, looking out the window.

Probably thinking about Christina.

Dammit! I just had to think that, did I? That just drives me crazy! Did he like the kiss? Does he like her now?

My thoughts were interrupted when I hear him speak up, "What are you doing here?"

"You don't want me here?" I asked, feeling mad again.

"I just don't want to speak to you right now," he shrugs, "and I thought you were mad at me?"

"I am," I sighed, "so why did you kiss my girlfriend?"

He groaned. "I told you, I was playing along. It just happened to be at that moment when she got her memory back."

"Any other reason?" I raised my eyebrow.

"It was just the spur of the moment. Any other questions?" he mocks me.

I roll my eyes. "Did you like the kiss?"

Now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "Niall, it was just a small kiss. Nothing special."

"Do you now have feelings for her?" I interrogated him.

"No." he answered, but I could just tell it was a lie.

"I wonder how your girlfriend is going to think about this?" I say aloud.

"I don't have a girlfriend," he mumbles, "she broke up with me."

"Oh man I'm sorry." I change my mood, feeling bad for him.

"Oh now you're sorry." he muttered, annoyed.

"I didn't know," I defended, "and besides, I was jealous. You would do the same thing if you were me."

He probably wished he was you.

I ignore that thought and focus my attention back on Zayn. "No, actually I would understand."

"You're just saying that so you can make yourself look better." I accused.

"No it's the truth," he rolled his eyes, "I would just make the better boyfriend."

My eyes widened at that sentence. I knew he liked her now.

Zayn's POV

Fuck. Why did I say that?

Christina's POV

I was laying on my bed, and let out a huge sigh. Maybe this will blow all over tomorrow, and things will be the same. No, things won't ever be the same. My dad is dead, I will never be able to hear his voice again. I have a scar on my right thigh, where I was shot.

Three boys entered the room, Liam, Harry, and Louis. Liam started gathering my stuff, "It's time to go home."

I nodded, when a thought hit me. "What about the tour?"

"We're starting it again in two more days." Harry answered.

I stood up, and we walked out of the room. While we were walking, Niall and Zayn stepped out of the room. I gasped when I saw Zayn's face. "Zayn! Where did you get that black eye?!"

"Oh, I hit my eye on the dresser," he muttered, "but Niall helped me."

I relaxed. I'm still mad at Niall, but I felt happy that he helped his mate even though he was mad at him. Maybe I shouldn't hold a grudge.

Niall's POV

We got into the van, on our way to go to Christina's house. I had to beg and give Zayn $30 to not tell Christina that I had punched him in the face. She would definitely be pissed and would never forgive me for that.

But guilt was seething through me. I don't want to tell her, but I have to. Even if it wrecks our relationship. Or I can tell someone. I just can't keep this bottled inside. I will explode. Or worse, Zayn will tell. I know he will.

Oh, he's going to hold it against me someday. Ugh, when did life get so complicated?

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