Chapter 21

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(Y/n)'s p.o.v

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It's been hours. You've been trying to find the woods but it turns out neither of you knew where it was. Finally Liam took his phone out and searched where to go.

You were finally heading towards the familiar woods Zayn and you drove through on his motorcycle. It was getting brighter outside. You weren't sure if Zayn would still be there.

You started getting closer and closer to the spot where Zayn would be. It was coming into view. Before you could start to see anything, Liam stopped the car.

"I'm going to see him first," Liam said, "you stay in the car"

"Why can't I see him?" You asked.

"I want to make sure he's okay. I want to make sure he won't say anything that could hurt your feelings," Liam answered.

"Ok but I still want to see him," you told him.

"Deal" Liam responded.

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It's been so long since Liam left the car.

What could possibly be taking him so long? You asked yourself.

Finally you saw Liam walking up to the car. As he came closer you noticed a sad look covering his face.

Was he about to cry?

Liam got up to the car and opened the door.

"What's wrong?" You asked him.

"Are you sure you want to see him?" Liam ignored your question.

"Of course!" You answered.

"Ok come with me," Liam said and helped you out of the car.

What could possibly be so wrong?

As you walked up to the spot, the blanket was still on the ground. Everything else was put away. Zayn was sitting on the blanket, facing away from you, looking at the beautiful view. You were so happy to see him. You thought you would never see him again.

You ran up to him and screamed "ZAYN!"

He turned around and looked at you like you were an alien.

That's when he said something that smashed your heart into a million pieces, "who are you?"

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Zayn's p.o.v

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Where am I? I asked myself.

I had no clue where the hell I was. I was in the middle of nowhere. There were so many trees.

Why are there so many god damn trees?

This was so frustrating. All I have is a stupid basket and there's a bike here but I don't know how to drive a fucking bike. I wonder if there's anyone I can call.

Do I even have a phone?

Can I even call anyone in the middle of nowhere, where I am?

After struggling to find something for 15 minutes, I gave up. I just sat here and looked at the view. At least there was a nice view. There's a city far to the left but I have no clue how to get there.

It's weird. I don't know where I am. I don't know why I have the things that I have. I don't know why I'm fucking here. And worse of all, I can't think of anyone to help me. It's like I don't know anyone.

Like I don't even know myself.

That's when I heard it. I heard a car. A truck, maybe. I'm not sure but there was someone. Finally. I heard footsteps. And that's when I turned around to see a tall boy, around my age, how old am I? He had light brown hair and light brown eyes. Concern was covering his face.

"Are you Zayn?" He asked. I didn't even know who he was talking about.

That's when I asked him, "Who's Zayn?"

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Liam's p.o.v

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This couldn't be happening. This has to be Zayn. I know it's Zayn, I just know it.

How could he forget himself? I asked.

That's when I knew the answer.

Cris.

Cris found out. He found Zayn and blamed him for my actions. He must have gotten so mad that he made Zayn forget everything like Cris said he would do.

What is (y/n) going to do when she finds out?

"Are you sure you don't know your own name?" I asked him.

"So I guess that's who I am. I'm Zayn then." Zayn shrugged.

"What happened to you man?" I needed to ask him to see if he remembers what happened.

"I have no idea. I have no clue where I am or why I'm here. I don't know anyone or anything. I'm just here. I don't even know myself," Zayn simply said.

No no no.

This is going to hurt (y/n). All she cared about was seeing Zayn again. But there isn't a Zayn anymore. All that's here for her to see is a shell of the man. A simple mindless body.

This isn't Zayn.

"Do you know a girl by the name (y/n)?" I asked him. I'm using all my hope that he will say yes.

"No" Zayn answered.

"Who's that?" He asked.

I couldn't help but feel so sorry for her. (Y/n)'s heart will truly be broken once she finds out that yet again, she has been forgotten.

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