Vivian's POV




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Perrie rings the doorbell over and over again.

"What the fuck Louis!" We hear yelling from inside followed by glass breaking.

Perrie opens the door and we storm inside, finding Louis on top of Liam throwing fist after fist at his face.

I rush over to Louis and Liam, falling down on my knees next
to them.

"Louis stop!" I shout.

He keeps on hitting Liam, as if he doesn't hear a thing.

"Louis!" I shout again.

His face shoots to me and his expression softens. "Vivian" he whispers.

I haven't even noticed that I'm crying. "What the hell is going on!" I shout as I stand to my feet, pacing around the room. All of the boys are giving me worried looks, making me feel guilty. Is this fight really about me?

Louis stands to his feet too and walks over to me, wiping blood from his face-which clearly does not belong to him. He reaches for my face but I back away, shaking my head.

"You little slut!" Liam shouts. Louis turns around looking at Liam.

I step forward, making my way to Liam. "What the hell is going on Liam?" I sigh.

"Like you don't know," he rolls his eyes as blood drips from his lip and nose.

"Tell me," I order.

He laughs and shoves my body away, making me fall to the floor.

"Enough!" A voice shouts. I turn my body towards the direction of the voice, finding Zayn shaking his head angrily. "Calm the fuck down! Everyone! Go to the living room!" He shouts.

Everyone follows his orders and Perrie helps me up, walking me to the living room too.

Everyone takes a seat, except for Zayn.

"Vivian what the hell did you do?" He shakes his head.

I gulp, he knows about me and Louis, doesn't he? "I don't know," I whisper.

"Let's be honest, everyone," Zayn sighs.

I look at Louis, finding him already watching me with a guilty look on his face.

"What happened?" Perrie speaks up.

Liam laughs and shakes his head. "May I?" He lifts his hand up as if he's in middle school, asking permission to speak. He laughs again and nods at me. "She's fucking one of my best mates,"

I gasp. "I am not!" I stand to my feet.

"Sit down!" Zayn yells. I slowly follow his orders and sit back down next to Perrie.

"What are you talking about mate?" Zayn turns to Liam.

Liam shakes his head and looks at me before continuing. "How long has this been going on?" He points to Louis then back to me.

"What?" I nervously ask, acting stupid.

"Don't play dumb with me," he shakes his head. I make no mistake to see the sadness and disappointment in his face. How does he know?

"We were all talking and drinking, having a chilled night, when all of a sudden you start shouting at Louis?" Zayn questions Liam.

"You were at the kitchen when this happened," Liam looks up to Zayn.

He nods and motions for Liam to continue.

"I was playing flappy birds on your phone when you received a message from Perrie. I don't look at other peoples things, you know that, but it flashed on the screen saying something about Vivian. I got worried because I knew Perrie was with her, so I opened the message,"

Zayn frowns, looking at Perrie as if he doesn't know about the message. Maybe he really doesn't know. Perrie shifts away from me, shaking her head, repeating "I'm sorry Vivian," over and over again. Sorry about what? What did she send to Zayn?

"So I opened the message," Liam repeats himself, shaking his head again. "Perrie said that she walked in on Vivian and Louis kissing and fooling around. And that they confirmed that they are seeing each other,"

My heart jumps to my throat at his words. "You said you wouldn't," I whisper to Perrie.

"I'm so sorry, I knew Zayn wouldn't say anything about it, I didn't know this would happen," she shakes her head, begging with her eyes for me to forgive her.

"So it's true!" Liam stands up, the anger returning to his face.

"Liam," I sigh. "Let's talk, alright?" I stand up, walking to him.

He looks at me for a few seconds, but takes my hand in his pulling me to the kitchen. What am I going to say to him? I thought I could trust Perrie. I don't want to end a friendship between Liam and Louis tonight. Their careers are on the line too.

"Liam I-" he cuts me off by kissing my lips fiercely.

"Stop," my voice is nearly a whisper as I push him away from me.

"I lost my memory," I shake my head.

"You think I don't know that?" He whispers as he takes a step closer to me. "You're just confused, that's why you're seeking comfort with Louis. While you have a boyfriend who actually cares for you," he cups my face.

What if maybe, Liam is right? Maybe I should give things with Louis a break and see how it goes with Liam?

"That's not fucking true!" Louis enters the kitchen.

"What?" I look up at him.

"Liam, why don't you tell your lovely girlfriend what happened the day she lost her memory, why don't you tell her why she was in the car on her way to her parents' house," he steps closer to Liam, the amusement clear in his voice.

"What happened?" I whisper to Liam.

"No," he shakes his head. "That's not important," he steps back.

"But it is!" I pull on his hand, pleading. "I've been wanting to know this since I woke up. Please Liam, tell me," I take a step closer to him.

He looks at me and sighs, sitting down on a chair.

"I walked in on you and Louis kissing," he begins, then looks at Louis with disgust. "We had a little argument and I," he shakes his head. "Nevermind"

"No! Tell me," I plead again.

"He slapped you! What kind of coward hits his own fucking girlfriend? Actually, what kind of coward hits any woman, for all that matters!" Louis throws his hands in the air.

He what? I stand frozen on my spot as Liam and Louis wait for my response to the new news. I notice the rest of the boys walking into the room too, all looking shocked. They heard everything.

"I-I need to go," I walk to the door.

"Give me one last chance, please Vivian," I turn around to Liam's pleading, bloody face.

I shake my head laughing. "I don't know you in my new memory at all Liam, but from what I just heard, I don't want to know you either," I tell him.

Louis walks to my side, pulling me into a tight embrace, which I surprisingly don't fight.

I sigh and look up to him "take me home please?"

His frowning face turns into a smile and he opens the door whispering "with pleasure," in my ear.




These past two days have been exhausting. Everything bad that could possibly hit me, does. And I don't like what I'm hearing from people at all. When will things start being better? When will the happiness come? I have Louis, and that's happiness, but I feel like I want more, I need more.

Notes

"Some day we will find what we are looking for. Or mybe we won't. Maybe we will find something much greater than that."