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Zayn

I hated fake dating Perrie....

I felt bad that I was "dating" her and lying to her. She deserved so much better than me. I wasn't in love with Perrie. I was in love with her...

No Zayn, you aren't, You love Perrie!

It was hard to stay focused on Perrie while we were driving to see my family. Witch meant driving by all the places we went and all the memories flooded my memory. Perrie sat in the passenger seat going on and on about tour.

I found it cute when she talked about her band mates and the time they had together.

We passed my old school, the park, the cafe, fields, ponds, lakes and worst of all her old house. Just seeing it and seeing people moved in there in the time I was away from home, hurt me.

I wanted to forget her, I wanted to love Perrie!

"Zayn?" I look at Perrie. "Are you okay? You've been really quite," she tells me and I give her a fake smile.

"I'm fine, I love hearing you talk. Please go on," I see a smile come onto her face and she begins talking about the malls around the world and how she got into a fight with a lady over a shoe.

It reminded me of her, no Zayn! Stop it, stop thinking of her!

I mentally hit myself and I try my best to tune out my thoughts to hear Perrie but it was hard.

"Are we almost there?" She asks me and I nod my head.

"Only a mile left," she nods before turning on the radio. When she hears that Move is on she starts singing and dancing. I smile at her and watch her from the corner of my eye.

"Get your back off the wall, don't you get comfortable, look n' so hot, I think that I might fall." She sings along.

I can't help but let a big smile appear on my face and I enjoy watching Perrie. As much as it reminds me of her, I actually can stand watching Perrie dance and sing without thinking of her.

"We are here at my lovely house," I tell Perrie. She lets out a gasp as she looks out the window. It wasn't much but was home.

"Oh, my god it's so beautiful! You are defiantly going to have to take me to those parks we pasted because you are my boyfriend and you know how such a child I am!" She grins and I put on another fake smile.

I really didn't want to take her down there because of memories. Kinda how I didn't want to come home, because of memories.

Why can't I just forget about her?

I fucking hated her!!

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