Forget Me Not (Nouis)

3rd Petal: 'Best mates' eh? I'm missin' lot of things here!

"So you don't know us?" The boy who hugged me earlier said after I explained to them why I didn't know them.

"Uh.. Yes?"

They looked at the other boy who has brown hair and brown eyes. Their eyes were accusing and questioning. The puppy looking man raised both of his hands in front of him, as if surrendering.

"I tried telling you but you got all excited when I told you guys that we're going to visit him and you won't shut up so yeah... Sorry."

They all sighed in irritation and then we were all silent. They all looked at me intently, especially the curly one and the blue-eyed man. I just fumbled with my hands and stared at it awkwardly, not knowing what to do. I took a glimpse at them a few times to familiar myself with their faces.

Okay, one thing I noticed about them was that they all have tattoos. Especially the man who hugged me- Zayn- and the curly man. They all look, well, handsome. But I'm not thinking like that because I'm gay or anything. It was just hard not to notice it. Though personally I think Zayn was the most handsome, no malice intended.

The 'puppy man' then cleared his throat and spoke.

"So you don't know us?" I nod. How many times will they ask me the same question? God.

"You don't know our names?" I nod. Like duh.

"You don't know who you are?" I nodded and then shooked my head.

"I told you, I remember my whole life until I was like 16 or 17. So I know who I am, my friends and everyone except anyone and everything that happened in the last four years of my life." I said.

They looked at each other, and I can tell that they don't know what to do. So, I started the conversation instead of being trapped in a very awkward silence again.

"Do I know you? I mean, of course I do since you're here and all but are we close?"

The curly one answered immediately.

"Yes we are. Like super close. We're best mates."

I looked at them one by one, my eyes lingering at their faces.

"So... What's your name? Mind introducing yourselves?" I asked them, half smiling when I saw their reactions. Only now that I asked them that it finally strucked them to introduce themselves.

"Right. I'm uh, Liam Payne." Said the 'puppy man'.

"I'm Zayn Malik."

"I'm Harry Styles." Said the curly one. I looked at him and saw his face more clearly. Green eyes. Green... Wait. I think I saw that eyes before.

I started to search my brain for green eyes, my eyebrows furrowed. My head started to throb until I heard someone clear his throat and a hand in front of me appeared, offering a hand shake. I just stared at it even after a man spoke.

"Louis. Louis 'The Tommo' Tomlinson!" He said rather cheerfully. I accepted the handshake and looked up, and I'm met by stunning blue eyes.

They were beautiful- his eyes. And he was smiling at me widely, it even reached his eyes which made them more... Inviting. His face was bright and he was oozing with happiness, I felt it. I liked it. No, scratch that. I liked him. He was not like the other three, so stiff and awkward. He was actually more carefree. His smile was so contagious tgat I felt myself showing a full smile. Then I looked at his blue eyes, I can get lost at his eyes over and over again.

Wait... What? What am I...

I heard someone clear his throat or maybe all three of them did. I looked at them and back at him. He was still smiling. Like he doesn't care if I've been staring at him intently or if I've been holding his hand for too long or if I've been smiling like crazy at him. His expression wasn't changing, still smiling and beaming with happiness. And this made me smile more, if that was even possible.