The 5th Member

Chapter 12

After I finish the little meal Liam had prepared for me, I feel my eyelids getting heavy. I feel my body slowly sinking into the soft couch that I have come to love, it releases the tension from my muscles and relaxes me. The past few days have been so incredibly crazy... I couldn't put them into words.

"You tired?" His thick accent comes from behind me as he places a hand on my shoulder. His touch comforts me, but makes me feel so weird all at the same time.

"Yeah, a little." I admit while sitting up and stretching out my arms I roll my head

And realize him staring at me, watching how every muscle moves in my body. I shiver a little and quickly get up from the couch.

Back up the stairs to our bedroom again, he leads me. I look at the room I have become a little more familiar with. Wow. The way the drapes match the comforter on the bed. Oh, and the tempurpedic bed the relaxes my whole body and allows me to sleep like a baby. I bring myself to my closet and put on the warmest and softest pajamas I can manage to find. I'm freezing even though the room is at a comfortable temperature.

"So.. If you want I can sleep on the couch downstairs.." He shifts uncomfortably in the doorway. I can see it in his eyes he is hurt. I see it every time I walk in this room. I don't remember anything, or any memory of him, besides the fact that he is famous.

"I wouldn't want that.." I say shyly. Honestly, I want him by my side tonight. I like the way that when he falls asleep, his arm involuntarily wraps around my waist. As uncomfortable as it is, I feel like I know him. I do know him.

He softens and he lifts his lips up into a smile.

"Okay, I'm going to shower in here, but you can get cozy in bed" he smiles while he walks over to the bathroom. His bare feet hit the title floor and the sounds makes my heart beat faster. Why?

I walk over to the bed and move around, settling my body into the bed. It feels better than I remember from last night. I look at my nightstand and go through everything on it. The first thing I see is a picture frame with a picture of us kissing. Oh.

As I continue to look, I see a small notebook that has the word "songs" scribbled on it. I begin to thumb through it and the first page is a letter that I wrote a while back. It reads:

"Well Lexi, you've made it. There is no other way to our it. Through all of the hurt, betrayal, cutting, suffering, you found gods plan for you. Not only have you found four beautiful new best friends, but you've also found the best man in the world. Honestly, I could picture my whole life with him. And he is a man that would never give up on me, and that's what makes it better. Through the arguments, awards, concert tours, paparazzi, intimacy, love.. He is always there. Now here I am. Writing in my song book to myself.. Just in case I ever forget.."

Hmm.. Ironic.. I continue to read

"Maybe someday my children can read this so they can learn to follow their dreams too.. I'm an inspiration now. Wow. I'd never thought if say that."

I stare at my writing as I choke back tears. Why did I have to forget my life? I don't understand how I could forget everything so new and beautiful to me.

As I turn the pages I see various songs titled such as "Change Your Life" and "How Ya Doin'?" They are cute and catchy songs. I like them.

As I begin to look through my old book, I see a page that says "lyric ideas" I grab a pen and quickly scribble down this:

"Now you know what's real."

Liam had said this to me earlier today and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. It stuck to me. Do I know what's real? Or is this all just a dream? No. It's too real to be.

Just as I'm deep in thought, Liam slips out of the bathroom door with dripping wet hair and great sweatpants. He is shirtless, oh yes. His abs are making me weak and I find myself staring at him and all of his glory. I shiver again. Not because I'm uncomfortable seeing this beautiful man shirtless, but because I'm generally cold.

Liam looks at me with a small smile.

"Hey love, are you cozy?" He says looking at me concerned. It's like he knows exactly when something is wrong.

"I'm just a little cold to be honest.." I say shyly while shivering once more, I wish is stop doing that.

He walks over to his closest and dogs through it quickly. He pupils out a bright red Adidas sweatshirt and hands it to me. I thank him and slip it on. It fits great and I smell it, admiring his scent.

"You wear that sweatshirt of mine all of the time" he says with a little chuckle while sliding into the bed with me.

"I don't want to ask to much of you Lexi, but tomorrow is the movie premiere for the boys and I. You and the girls are invited to attend because Perrie wants to go support Zayn. If you want to come,

We can go get you a dress tomorrow?" Worry is obvious in his voice so I turn to him in bed and relieve him.

"I will always be there to support you" I say and he releases a deep breath.

"I know I don't remember much.. But I remember enough to know that I love you Liam. I've always loved you."

That's all he needed and he finally did. He kissed me again like he did at the hospital. Except this time was longer and full of meaning. Maybe this won't be too hard.

Maybe it will be better than before.