The next time when Zayn wakes up, he's faced with some concerned familiar faces. At first he thought why they look so concerned? But then he remembers his conversation with Doctor Smith earlier and then it registers to him that he has, in fact, lost his eight years of memory.

He sighs and looks at them properly. He could see his mother, his father, a girl who looks a bigger version of Safaa, Harry's sister - Gemma, Harry's mother - Anne, the lad from earlier - Louis and two other lads he doesn't know about. He frowns because where is Harry? As far he can remember, they used to be attached to hip. Did something happen in these Eight years? Aren't they friends anymore?

"Zayn?" Zayn's trail of thought is broken by a familiar voice. He looks at his side and he doesn't know why, but a wave of relief washes over him.

It's him.

His best friend.

"I am-I am Harry."

"I know." Zayn smiles at him which Harry returns with his own watery one. "How could I forget my best friend?"

"Yeah." Harry nods.

It confuses Zayn as to why Harry's voice is trembling, but then again, his would too if his best friend would have lost his memory.

"You look-you look old." Zayn chuckles softly after looking at Harry properly. He really looks old. The baby fat that used to be there on his face is gone, his curls are no longer wild as it used to be and he seems taller.

"Yeah. So do you." Harry laughs softly at him.

"Yeah? Well, I wouldn't know since I haven't seen my Twenty-Six years old self yet." Zayn chuckles and there's a soft laughter in the room. He looks at the other people and everyone is giving them a pitiful smile while looking at them sadly.

It confuses Zayn again because it's not the smile their families used to give them when they we're teenagers. When Zayn and Harry would chase each other around the house and their mothers would laugh at them.

It's something else.

Something he can't describe in words.

"Bhai?" Zayn looks in front of him and the teenage girl is now giving him a watery smile.

"Safaa?" Zayn asks her, unsure. Safaa nods with a smile and when Zayn opens his arms for a hug, she doesn't waste another minute.

"Bhai, you scared us." She cries on his chest. "We-We thought you never gonna wake up."

"Hey, don't cry. I am okay now. Yeah I have forgotten the memories of last couple of years of my life but I am healthy yeah? I am not going anywhere." Zayn assures her to which she nods.

After that everyone asks him about his health and how he is feeling one by one. Gemma giving him a bone crushing hug and warning him never to scare them like that again and his mother and Anne crying about they are happy that he is okay. Harry told him that the other three lads, Louis, Niall and Liam used to be their best friends from UNI. Zayn told them sorry for not remembering them to which they said that it's okay. That they are happy to see Zayn is okay. Zayn now knows, why they are his best friends. They are just like Harry. Caring and understanding.

After that, their visiting hours came to an end and only one member was allowed to stay with Zayn. Harry volunteered to do that and everyone agreed to him. So after everyone left, it was just Zayn and Harry in the room, alone.

"Um Haz?" Zayn asks Harry softly who is now sitting by his side.

"Yeah?" Harry asks him in a whisper.

"What happened in these past eight years?" Zayn frowns when he sees Harry go still as soon he asks the question. He wonders what happened in these Eight years.

"I mean, I want to know. I don't have any idea Haz. And it's killing me to know that. I feel like I don't even know myself."

"Um, nothing much happened in these eight years Z. Like you graduated University. Got a job and you live in an apartment. So yeah, simple life." Harry informs him with a smile.

Zayn can't help but think like Harry is hiding something from him. He chooses to ignore it.

"Yeah? That sounds so boring." Zayn pouts making Harry chuckle.

"Okay tell me, did we attended the same University like we planned?" Zayn asks him excitedly. He still remembers how they promised each other that Harry was going to apply in the same college as Zayn since Zayn was a year senior to him and then they gonna attend the same college.

"Yeah, we did." Harry informs him with a smile. "We both attended UCLA."

"Fuck! Really? I got accepted in UCLA? That was our dream college Haz." Zayn's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Yeah! We made our dream come true." Harry smiles at him. "You got accepted first. Then I joined you a year after. God Z, you have always been my senior." He pouts.

"That I am kiddo." Zayn laughs lightly before ruffling his curls a little. Harry huffs but chuckles nonetheless.

"Hey, which job do I have?" Zayn asks him after a moment.

"You teach at our high school. You teach Maths. You're actually your students' favourite teacher." Harry informs him with a smile.

"Really? That sounds so cool." Zayn gives him his best smile.

"Yeah." Harry nods.

"Hey do I live alone?" Zayn asks again and that's when he sees Harry stiffen again.

"Ye-yeah. You do. You live in your own apartment." Harry says with a tight smile.

"Really? Wow!"

"Yeah."

"Haz?" Zayn looks at him with questioning eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Do I have like someone special in my life? Like I don't know if I have because if I did she would have came here to meet me at least once right? But I don't wanna take any chance. So do I have someone in my life?"

"Um.." Harry scratches the back of his neck making Zayn raise his eyebrows. When Harry doesn't say anything for the next five minutes, that's when Zayn groans in annoyance.

"Just spit it out Haz." Zayn snaps at him without his knowing.

He feels bad when he sees the hurt look in Harry's eyes. He didn't mean to snap at him but he's already feeling so frustrated not knowing about his past and Harry not telling him about an important information like this isn't helping him feeling any better either. He can't even imagine what he would feel if gets to know that he has forgotten someone so important.

"N-No. You used to love this girl a lot but now you two aren't together. You guys haven't been together for like 4years and after that, you never loved anyone." Harry says with a tight smile and as much Zayn wants to believe him, he still thinks Harry is hiding something.

"Haz?" Zayn places a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Yeah?" Harry looks at him.

"You aren't hiding anything from me. Are you?" Zayn asks him seriously.

"N-No. Why would I? There's no reason for me to hide anything from you." Harry tells him with a smile.

Zayn can't help but think Harry is still not telling him something.

Something important.

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