Since Year Five (bxb)

🌷 T W O 🌷

(Nicole)

Zaine's POV

I woke up at 3 in the morning screaming from a bad dream. How? How could that come back to my mind after so many years? I wiped the tears from my face as I sat up and fiddled with my fingers while in deep thought.

How could such a buried memory resurface to my mind? How could I possibly remember Kendall? Most importantly, why? What would this lead to? What type of sign is this?

I frustratedly pulled my hair. Maybe I'm over-thinking this. It was just one bad dream, no need to make it dramatic.

"No! Please! Don't leave!"

"Zay, sweets, its time to let go. I'm sorry..."

"No mom! I need him! Kendall!" Just as I ran for Kendall and was able to hold him in my grasp, I woke up once again.

"Ficken!" I whisper-screamed as I woke up. Why, why does my mind have to mess with me like this? Over these past few years, I've been dealing with depression all because of this memory.

I sighed and got out of bed to go freshen up. I went to shower, brush my teeth along with my wild hair, then put some clothes on. I decided to put on a Thrashers shirt, ripped blue jeans, vans, and a black jacket. I looked into the mirror one last time before heading downstairs to grab some breakfast. There was bacon along with some fluffy pancakes, and a note on the stove.

Sorry I had to leave early! Have a fantastic day at school, I love you, and enjoy the breakfast I made you!

I can't even recall the last time I've actually seen my mom in the morning time since she's always busy working. I quickly devoured my breakfast, grabbed my bag along with my skateboard and went to school. I was quickly greeted by my group of friends who were extra excited to see me for some reason.

Heh, I wasn't complaining. I love the attention. In fact, I missed it. I missed strolling through the school and having all eyes on me, which is attention I'd never get from my parents who are almost never home. Call me an attention whore if you want, but I love it all.

I walked down the hall getting the squealing stares from everyone. I went to my locker and grabbed my usual stuff then headed to class with my friends close beside me. On my way to chemistry, I recognized a very familiar yet unfamiliar presence walk past me. I looked back to see...

Kendall? It can't be... I thought-

"Earth to Z! Did you even hear a thing I said?" I snapped out of my thoughts when Troye slapped me on the shoulder.

"Oh u-uh yeah... Sorry just had a thought."

"Alrighty. Anyways, you should totally come to my party tonight, It'll be epic! There's gonna be..."

I tuned him out once again as the familiar face flashed in my head and seemed to stay there. Why does my mind keep fucking with me like this?

"-So you're coming right?" I was snapped out of my thoughts again and I nodded. "Great! I really hope to see you there!" he walked off to his class.

Maybe I'm just seeing things... It can't possibly be him. That's impossible. I know it wasn't...

And there he goes again, flying past me with his head down yet I could make out every feature of his face. I better be going insane...

I walked into my class then took my usual seat by the window. The seats beside me filled up quickly, with the majority of the crowd being thirsty girls. Honestly, I couldn't care less about them. I mean, if I don't even get an Adam's apple around them then what makes them think their flat square asses could even dare to excite me?