Andi's POV:

"I know what happened that night." I state. I couldn't have stopped the words from slipping out of my mouth had I wanted to.

"Wait, what?" The boys all asked. I shook my head, trying to rid it of the ache I felt pulsing there. It was so painful, I released Louis's hand and used both of mine to grip my head.

"The night I lost my memory..." I looked up at Louis, meeting his gaze with my watery one. "I know what happened." MY bottom lip trembled as I fought back the tears that were filling my eyes. In the back of my mind, I heard Zayn tell the rest of the guys to give us some space. It was just me, Louis, and Zayn now. It felt right somehow...

"Wanna tell us about it?" Louis inquired softly. I sniffled and shook my head. "Andi... you need to talk about it. It'll help, I promise." I shook my head again, the tears finally spilling down my cheeks. I clamped my eyes shut, trying to block out the pain in my head. I felt my boyfriend's arms wrap around me as i was pulled out of the seat and pressed to his chest. I gripped his shirt, pulling him closer to me as I sobbed into his shoulder. I heard Louis whisper to Zayn and suddenly, my legs were off the ground and Lou was carrying me off to somewhere. I clung to him even when he sat down on something.

I don't know how long we sat like that, me in his lap crying. But eventually, my eyes were dry enough for me to crack my puffy eyes open and look at him. He offered up a sweet smile, making me even more upset. How could I be here with this amazing guy after everything I went through?

"I'll be right back." I whispered hoarsely, escaping the room as quickly as possible. The room we were in must have been one of the bedrooms because now I was in a bathroom. Sighing, I stepped toward the mirror, grabbing a washcloth and getting it wet. Looking up, I immediately glanced back at my hands. Mascara was streaming down my face and I looked like a raccoon. I winced and took the cloth to my face, trying to fix what I had on my face. Once it looked okay enough, I put the rag down and studied my reflection.

You could tell I'd been crying big time. My eyes were puffy and red, even my cheeks looked puffy. It almost was like I was beaten up and I had swollen cheeks. Those thoughts made the memories come back.

Was I really almost raped? Then shot?

Slowly, I pulled the sleeve of my shirt down my left arm, revealing the scar I've had since I can actually remember. It almost looked like a star or maybe an x on a treasure map. I studied it in the mirror. It was pink and shiny, but did it look like I'd been shot there? Mom always said that I was in a terrible terrible accident and involved in a terrible crime, though she never went into details. This must be why...She must have known something. I should have known...

With a jerk, I put the sleeve back in its place. I didn't like looking at a scar that I can barely remember got there. I know how it got there...but how come everyone says they found me in an alley. In my memory, I was on a bridge, not an alley. There must be something I'm missing. Maybe I stumbled off and ended up there. That's gotta be it.

"Andi." I glanced toward the doorway. Louis was standing in it, the light shining around his frame. "Come here." Instantly, I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, burying my face into his shirt. I inhaled his smell and sighed. Lou lead me to the bed where we both sat cross-legged facing each other. He put his hands on my knees, making my legs tingle with warmth.

"What happened?" He asked gently. I watched as I fiddled with my fingers in my lap.

"It was nighttime. I was in an alley and some guy was trying to r-ra.." I swallowed my fear and continued. "Some guy was trying to r-rape me and I fought back. Some other guy was there and he wanted the one to hurry up. But I hit him and ran away and then I couldn't remember anything."

"Oh, Andi..."

"Wait. But then I had another memory. I could tell it was the same night. It was j-just a feeling. I was on a bridge and the one who was t-trying to ra- hurt me was pointing a g-gun at me. The other guy said to shoot me and the-then I was d-du-ducking and the shot hit me in the sh-shoulder. It was awful." I looked up at Louis to see his eyes swirl with concern, sympathy, but no pity. Good. I hate when people pity me. It would be even worse coming from Lou.

"That must be how I got this." I whispered and yanked my sleeve down. Lou's eyes widened as he leaned forward to inspect the scar. His fingers were feathery as they trail across the smooth surface. Slowly, as if he was afraid I would push him away, he bent down and lightly kissed my old wound. My breath caught in my throat as he looked at me with emotions I could barely begin to decipher.

"All better." He muttered and I threw myself into his lap, planting my lips to his. He reacted quickly, kissing back with a passion I never knew existed. I moaned as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I dug my nails into his back as he deepened the kiss, pressing me against him. Without breaking the kiss, he laid me on the bed, one hand holding him up will the other caressed my side. He groaned as I swayed my hips against his.

"Lou? Andi? Are you guys o- Oh my god! Stop! For the love of God, stop!" I bolted upright, pushing Louis off me as I stared wide-eyed and bright red at Zayn in the doorway.

"What? What?" I could hear the other boys asking from behind Zayn.

"Umm." I hummed awkwardly, rubbing my arm as I looked anywhere but Zayn.

"I never want to see that again." Zayn stated, rubbing his eyes roughly. I bit my lip and laughed nervously. Looking back at Lou, I found him smiling lazily. Glaring, I reach back and threw a pillow at his face.

"Oi!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Andi?" Zayn called, turning my attention toward him. His eyes were dark and he looked very mysterious leaning around the doorframe. Yet, he's so familiar. I still haven't talked to him about that. Maybe I never will. It's not big deal anyway. It's just my past....Shit.

"Yes." I knew what he was going to ask before she even did. "I'm okay. I'll tell you about it tomorrow. I just don't want to talk about it now. I'm actually kind of tired." Saying it made me realize how exhausted I was. I needed some sleep to work things out. I fought back a yawn as I climbed onto the bed.

"Okay." Zayn muttered and left the room. Lou sat up just as I laid down.

"I'm tired Lou. Just let me sleep." I mumbled, my eyes already closed. Louis laughed beside me.

"No pjs?" He asked. I grunted in response. "At least get under the covers." He helped me lean over so he could pull the blankets over me.

"There." He stated. "Now you can sleep." I felt the bed dip as he got up. My eyes flashed open and I raised my head off the bed.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to talk wight he boys for a bit. I'll be back." I nodded along with his words, my head already hitting the pillow.

"Where are we headed for tomorrow?" I yawned, fighting over the sleep that threatened to overtake me.

"New York." His voice was somber. I wonder why.

Ehh...I'll ask tomorrow.

Notes

Hey everyone! SO as I said on my other story, I am so so so so so sorry about not updating for so long! It was not even excusable! But I'll make it up to y'all I promise. I'm gonna update at least 3 times per week hopefully! I really hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. We're finally getting to the good stuff. Don't you all wanna know the secrets in Andi's mind???? I know I would!!!

Anyways love you all!!!! :):):)

Izzy <3