Part 4

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3 weeks later

Naseem was having a great time in England. She had become very close with the other band members and the boys of 1D. They had performed in London, Liverpool, Manchester, Yorkshire, Edinburgh, Dancaster, Bradford, and some other cities. The audience loved her. Every time she went on Twitter, she had tweets from her own fans that supported her as a hijabi guitarist. She felt really special.

Her new job didn't keep her away from the family. They all Skype together every other week and would just talk about each others lives. She missed them so much but loved where was now too.

The thing that made her happiest was Harry. He kept talking to her after that day in the private jet. He started to become really fond of her and from that day on they were very close until one day he kissed her. They were thought of as a couple by the other boys but Harry kept telling them to shut up cause they wanted to keep it low key. They didn't want the world to know about all of it. She was so satisfied with life.

And when she thought it couldn't get any better, she found a translated Quran inside Harry's book bag. There was also a notebook writing about how everything made more sense with Islam. There was a roller coaster in her heart as she discovered this. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and quickly put his stuff back as they were and acted like she was playing a game on her phone.

The door opened, "That dinner was horrible. The Scottish stadium owner was such a boring guy too. How was your evening, love?" He smiled at her suspiciously.

"It was great. I ordered pizza and it was good surprisingly. Hotel food usually sucks." Naseem smiled at the thought of the pizza she had just ate.

"Great. Well I need to talk to you. Don't worry I'm not breaking up with you. This is not that, love." Harry said softly. Naseem sat on the bed next to him.

"Now, I have done my research and I realized my whole life I was going to church for no reason. I found the true path. I read some Quran and I loved every bit of it. I spoke with an Imam and then I decided to convert. I know you're happy but I just want to make clear I did this for our Lord, not for you. No offense, but I really fell in love with Islam. I was just so amazed by the truth. Don't get your hopes up though, I still have a lot to learn."

"Omg babe, I am so proud of you Mashallah. May Allah bless you and forgive all your past sins." Naseem jumped on Harry and hugged him.

"I converted on Friday. A few days later, Zayn was telling me that now I could be with you in the right way, he called it halal. I could be with you the halal way. So," Harry got up and got on his knee and pulled a tiny blue box out of his pocket, "I love you more than anything and Allah has given you to me as a blessing Alahmdulillah and"---

"Omg what are you doing." Naseem cried in surprise.

"I love you and two people who love each other in Islam get married for the blessing of the Lord. Naseem Zahid, will you marry me?" Harry opened the box and inside was a diamond ring shaped like an infinity symbol.

Naseem was speechless. "Yes of course oh my god. You are making me cry. I love you so much." She helped him put the ring on and kissed him.

Naseem Styles said, "Alhamdulillah."

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