Oh ya, stupid old Winnie. Winnie lost her memory, so Winnie can’t remember anything. Winnie can’t hear either. Like, when Winnie makes a call and comes back she can’t hear her best friend and boyfriend fighting or anything!
Ya, I heard everything. Lucas and Samantha are pretty screwed aren’t they? I had been trying to call Zayn. Yes, goody-goody Winter is lying to people. Surprise, surprise people, Winnie isn’t who you thought she was. Winnie is exactly like her child hood best friend and boyfriend.
“Hi, you have reached Zayn Malik; I must not be at the phone at this moment. Or, I am ignoring you. Just joking, I wouldn’t be ignoring you, defiantly if you’re Winnie. Well, anyways, leave a message at the beep.” Zayn’s accent came through the phone. I sighed; being alone in my room was super boring.
I exited out of the call. Why wasn’t Zayn answering? Ugh, why did that boy have to be so far away?
“Winnie, are you in here?” Lucas asked and I sighed.
“Ya,” I told him quietly and he walked in. Damn, he was hot though.
“Do you remember anything yet?” He asked quietly, trying to be nice.
“No,” I lied, smiling to myself. It was so easy now.
“Oh, I’m sorry Winnie.” He sighed, kissing my forehead.
“It’s fine. Maybe one day, one day, I’ll remember.” I told him sadly. I laughed inside my head. Dip shit don’t want me to remember.
(Zayn’s POV)
My phone had died. Which pissed me off a lot; I couldn’t even find the damn charger. I kept feeling like there was something important I needed to know. But, if it was on my phone, I wouldn’t find out till I found my charger.
“Zayn, stop worrying,” Harry laughed as I paced around the room.
“No, I won’t stop worrying.” I groaned, sitting down on the bed and looking at the curly head boy.
(Winter’s POV)
“You really think she won’t find out?” Sam snorted. She and Lucas were just inside that door. I was supposed to be going to the bathroom. Well, I’m not. Lying was becoming my dirty habit.
“Yes, I do. She doesn’t remember anything. I really don’t think she will!” Lucas shouted at my best friend. They had kissed. They had done more than that. I was a virgin for god’s sake; I did not need to hear about this shit.
“You’re acting like she is stupid.”
“Maybe she is.”
“YOU ARE HER BEST FRIEND LUCAS! YOU USED TO BE INNOCENT AND SHIT! YOU USED TO BE A LOT HOTTER THAN ZAYN. A LOT BETTER FOR WINNIE THAN ZAYN,”
“Geez, a little jealous there Sam,”
“Ha, you think you are so awesome. You aren’t, you are an air head. You are a mother fucking, cock sucking, and asshole.”
“Nice comeback.”
“Thanks,”
“Oh my gawd, Sam said thanks! No wonder it’s cold outside!”
“It’s not cold outside dip shit.”
“And she’s back.” Lucas laughed as I walked into the room, trying to act like I had heard nothing.
“Hi,” I said shyly, looking at them.
That’s when my phone rang loudly in my sweat pants pocket.
I knew who it was before even opening the phone.
“Zayn,” I asked into the phone, waiting for his accent.
“Winnie,” He responded calmly.
“I miss you,” I cried into the phone. Sam and Lucas both looked at me with wide eyes.
“Do you remember?” Zayn asked hopefully.
“I have remembered! Since like yesterday,” I groaned.
“I miss you,” He sighed into the phone.
“I miss you too.” I sighed, looking at Sam.
“How much do you remember?”
“Pretty much everything,”
“What’s everything?”
“Seriously Zayn,”
“Yes seriously.”
“I remember, huh, I can’t remember anything.”
“No way,”
“Joking,”
“You’re so mean Winnie!”
“I love you Zayn.”
“I love you too Winnie.”
“Please come home.”
“I can’t, I wish I could though.”
“Oh,”
“I have to go, Win. I love you.”
“Love you too Zayn.” I cried into the phone, exiting the call. I turned to face Lucas with a smirk across my face.
And bad ass Winter makes her way out of her shell.
So, your favorite writer (daydreamZzz67) is going to probably kill me. I think she was supposed to write the phone call. But, I wanted to!
So, being childish like I am, I did. I sorry chicka!
Internet hugs, mem4life (Paeton)
