Anything For You

Chapter 8

Zayns POV

I was exited to meet Morgan. Harry had told me about her. He said she was beautiful. Blonde hair with big blue eyes. A perfect body too. I was meeting her in less then an hour. My hair was perfect (As usual) I sprayed some cologne on my body and went to get dressed. What should I wear? I wanted to impress her, but if I wore something too fancy Niall would know what what was up. I'm sure he liked her. He didn't like letting strangers stay in his house. Obviously something was different about her. I'll have to find out for my self at lunch.

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2 hours later

I stepped out of my car and looked for Niall. He was probably inside already. I walked into Nando's and looked around. Niall hadn't showed up yet. I picked a table in the back. Hopefully no one would recognize me and ruin my lunch.

I waited for almost 2 hours before I decided to just go home. I had called, texted, and left plenty of voice mails. Obviously he wasn't gonna show up.

Niall's POV

We were late! Zayn had probably given up by now. I checked my phone...7 missed calls, 13 new text messages, and 2 new voice mails. I didn't reply to any of them. I felt like shit. I can't believe I let that just happen. Morgan. She was gone. And from the looks of it, she wasn't coming back. I sat back on my couch and curled into a ball. I should have stopped her. She needs to be in my life. I didn't know her for that long, but what I did know was that she was perfect. She was real, not trying to always impress me. She was always herself. And I just let her walk out of my life, probably forever.

Morgans POV

My feet hurt. A lot. Tears streamed down my face, reminding me of Niall. Reminding me of the Happiest time of my life. And now it was gone. I replayed everything in my head again. The night we met. The day out to the beach. Then the fight came into my mind. How could he say those things? I know I said some things I shouldn't have, but nothing like what he was saying to me. Saying things about me that wasn't true. He had no idea of the life I had to live. The abuse. Verbal abuse. Physical abuse.And yes, even sexual abuse. My life was far from perfect. From the first time we met, I knew that he knew something was wrong. Something was bothering me, but he didn't have the right to know. It was my problem. I didn't need people to feel sorry for me. I had enough of that from the teachers at school. I was sick of it.

I slowed to a walking pace and wiped the tears off my face. I only knew Niall for like 2 days. Why was I so upset? I would just forget and move on. Like I always did before.

*flashback*

I woke up from a dreamless sleep. My body was cold. I sat up and panicked. I wasn't in my bed, I wasn't even in my own house. I was in an all white room. It looked like a hospital room. To the right of my bed was machines. The steady beep from one of the machines rung in my ears. I was in a hospital! I tryed to sit all the way up and walk out of the horrible place, but a nurse showed up and made me lay back down. She asked me simple questions about my past. Why did she want to know about my past.

"why are you asking me this?" I asked her, but she choose to ignore me.

After many more questions and lots of sad looks, she looked me in the eyes and told me "You have memory lose. You were in an accident with your mom and brother."

I remembered the panic that went through me thinking about my mom and brother. I knew what the nurse told me next.

*end of flashback*

I decided to try and shake the memory from my mind, at least for now. I had more important things to worry about.

A/N sorry these chapters are so short): but I don't have a lot of time to write. I mean volleyball 3 nights a week and I have 3 essays due tomorrow! Thanksgiving is Thursday and of course its my family's turn to host it so I have to clean): my house is disgusting.... Well I will probably update tomorrow or thursday and if that doesn't happen it will probably have to be saturday so yaaa.... Love you guys!!!