Chapter 29:|

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Niall P.O.V

"So, how does it feel being back in town.... any changes since you left?" I asked ZJ. While we are strolling down the streets, getting near the......park....

"Nothing really changed except for that bakery that a friend of mine works at ha-ha," He chuckles out while looking ahead of us.

"Yea, 'Sweetness' opened two years ago, it's my friend Louis's favorite place to sit and eat. He is actually friends with the owner!" I told him, while looking at him. He just 'hmm' at me and looked at me smiling then turned his away.

After 10 minutes of walking, we finally stop at the park, and sat down on the grass while looking up at the stars.... every once a while I would stare at ZJ, since he reminded me of Zayn......Zayn

'I miss him' I thought to myself while sighing quietly

"Whats wrong?" ZJ asked me

"Oh nothing," I replied to him

"Are you sure?" he asked again

"I'm sure, don't worry about it mate" I chuckle out while looking at the monkey bars from the park........

"Would you like to play at the park? Specifically, the monkey bars?" ZJ asked me, I just look at him for second until I nod a yes. We began walking towards the monkey bars where I began swinging from the first bar to the next.

"You're really good at this," ZJ said to me while looking around

"Thanks even though I'm too big for this, making it easier for me to swing from bar to bar" I said to him while smiling......ugh memories

"When was the last time you play on the monkey bars?" he asked me

"Um.... I guess four years ago..." I answer quietly... while looking at the monkey bars then at the ground....

"That's a long time.... why did you stop?" ZJ asked me

"I-it's complicated...." I told him until I began walking away from the park.... because those memories were coming back to me.... I need to get out of there

"Hey, hey whats wrong?" ZJ asked me again, as he grabbed my wrist

"Nothings wrong.... I just want to continue walking....and get out of here" I whisper the last part to myself

"Why do you want to get out of the park?" he asked me confusingly

"I just have some bad memories from being here okay, now can we please leave." I asked him, as I tried to get out of his grasp...but he wouldn't let me go

"Tell me what happen...." He asked me, while looking into my eyes from his shades

"Why do you wear those sunglasses? It's not even sunny outside nor is it in the bar?" I asked him to try to change the subject

"I just have......sensitive eyes that's all" he told me while letting go of my wrist

"Well the sun isn't out, and we aren't in the bar anymore, take them off," I told him

"No thanks, I'm good" he tells me as he walks away to the sidewalk

"Oh, come on mate just do it, what harm will come from doing that?" I asked him

"No harm will come from it, I just don't want to do it that's all" he tells me, while looking away from me as he adjusted his glasses

He is hiding something

"If you don't want to take them off then that's fine," I tell him, as he looks at me, making me quickly grab his glasses and hold them in my hand, making me say

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