Too Close To Love

Emotions Over Memories

"Excuse me, can't you see, I'm busy right now". Her shrill voiced huffed, lips still coated in red. A small giggle floated from my lips, only to be silenced when my eyes drifted to where 6 pairs of hands were gathered. Her own hands gained the territory of her protruding stomach, a pair of tanned ones parted to the side. On the other side where that belonging to a gentle boy, with big brown eyes. Then a mop of curls held her stomach protectively, followed by a bright boy, who connected to his side. Then there was him. Blue eyes glowing as his hands brushed her stomach, hands millimetres away from the boy with hazel eyes. Zayn.

I hadn't realised I'd said that out loud, until their eyes flashed up to meet mine. They all mirrored each others. Confusion, shock, hope, fear, relief, love. And from one in particular, hurt. The eyes I would never forget. Zayn beamed brightly at me, hands falling softly from the blond girl's stomach, much to her dismay. Then it hit me. Elle.

My legs carried me back to the door, trying to control my emotions. I was pretty sure I had failed, and they were painted obviously all over my face. As I closed my eyes, I felt a hand rush towards my face, this time not using my quick reflexes to stop them. I winced as they touched my cheek softly, not the slap I had imagined. As the hand gently reached towards my cheek, I stared into his big blue eyes, and the whole world seemed to stop. His light, soft lips opened, as if to speak, until we were cut off by a shrill scream. Anger boiled inside of me, but I calmed myself as his hand found mine, tugging me to the edge of the room. He knew me too well, it was a shame I hardly remembered anything about him. He flopped down on the chair, slightly cautious of me as he guided my shoulders down on the plastic one next to his. I frowned at his actions, bringing my knees up to my chest as I wrapped my arms around them, finding Niall's hand reach towards my own. I kept them buried. I wasn't sure what he was feeling, but I suddenly remembered it all. He left me, he chose to leave, and then came back, only to leave again when I needed him.

I hadn't particularly wanted to witness the girl I despised giving birth to the boy I loved's child. But I didn't want to leave my boys either. The curly haired boy and his friend scuttled over to our secluded area in the large room. Luckily, the room was huge, and we took up the corner, our view blocked. I was grateful for that, as I faced the window, noticing three pairs of eyes on me.

"How much do you remember". His broken, soft voice croaked, breaking the near 3 minute silence. This was the question I'd been dreading most. The question that left my mind reeling, questions firing in my head. How much did I remember? As he waited patiently for me to recollect my thoughts, the curly haired boy sparked up unimportant small talk with the boy next to him, who seemed to be munching on something rather strange. As my eyes vacantly drifted towards the large orange object in his mouth, my thoughts seemed to drift towards the question. As he lazily chomped down on the orange carrot, my body froze, eyes gleaming. This was it, one of them moments here it all suddenly dawns on you.

"Not being funny, but how is it that you remember when Lou starts munching his carrot..." I hadn't realised how closely Niall had been watching me, until I snapped my head around to meet his face. Only to find us inches away. Another movie moment. As I gulped down swiftly, I found it within me to make the first move. As I slowly inched forward, I saw his eyes widen. My arms flung round his small shoulders, as I burrowed my head into his warm neck. The sudden proximity may not have been the one he was looking for, but it was still a huge step forward for me. The two boys generally were in conversation right now, not noticing mine and Niall's embrace. I hadn't remembered anything too drastic, just simple details. About those around me. Those around me that I strongly cared about. I am in no way saying that I don't care about the other boys, it's just Niall and Zayn connected with me from the start, whenever that was. I discovered that me and Niall went way, way back... But I'm still waiting to find out when...