The day we met (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Epilogue

*5 years later

Zayn's P.O.V

It was another boring Friday morning, I was getting ready for work. Another day at school, I had to spend 7 hours for 5 days straight, teaching kids English when they didn't even want to be there in the first place. I poured coffee in my thermos and struggled my way out of the kitchen with papers in my hand, trying not to spill the coffee all over me and  the papers, which is a hard task if you may ask. Or maybe I was nervous because tomorrow was the big day..

I went into the living room to get my messenger bag then ran to my room since I forgot some more papers. Man, was I a mess this morning, I bend down to get one of my books off of the floor, on my way up, I hit the desk, making it wobble and a paper fell off of it, I leaned down again to get what fell off and for a second I felt like my heart had stopped beating. The memories that came rushing by when my eyes fell on it made my heart wince in pain.

I picked up the letter, walked a few steps behind and sat on the edge of my bed, I dropped my bag on the floor, sat the book beside me and slowly opened the letter that was in my hand.

*Flash back, 5 years ago.

Zayn's P.O.V

"Zayn?", someone called out for me, walking slowly towards where I was sitting, on a chair down the hospital's hall, I was staring into space, not fully believing what just happened. I slowly twisted my head, looking over at who was calling out for me.

"Hi", the nurse simply said with a broken smile, taking a seat next to me. I nodded and looked back at the, now very interesting wall.

"I umm... I have something to give you", she quitely said, when she didn't get any response from me, she placed her hand on my shoulder and whispered, "She wanted me to give you this", I looked at her hands, and she was holding a white paper in her hand, "She must have written it when you weren't there", she said. I slowly approached the letter, hesitating for a moment whether I should take it or not, evantually giving in and taking it from her hand. "I'll give you some privacy", she said, and with that she got up and left to god knows where. I reached down my pocket and grabbed the necklace I was supposed to have given to Ivy, I held it in my tight grip and opened the letter with shaky hands and started to go over the contents...

*Present time

Dear Zayn,

The day we met, When I first saw you at the airport, the first thing I thought was 'wow, this kid is cuuutee' and man was I right haha. When I first broke up with Charlie, the first person that came to my mind was you, I just needed to talk to you, I needed to see you because I knew just then that you're not Charlie, I barely even knew you but the feeling you gave me when we met for those few hours was .. the feeling of being safe. I knew that if I gave you myself, you wouldn't hurt me and I was right, I was so right. I called you, we met and I fell in love with you, truly and deeply in love with you but I was scared, I was scared that if I admitted my feelings for you, you wouldn't feel the same, or you would, and we would go out, then we'd break up and I wouldn't be able to have you there for me anymore.I know that I was being selfish and I know that you were mad at me because I asked you to be my best friend when all you wanted was for me to be your girlfriend, I know how mad you are at me for choosing something that you didn't want, and I love you for getting along with it and giving me what you felt was best for me. Giving you myself was the best thing I've ever done. Having you there with me every step of the way made me feel special, you made me feel special, and I owe it to you, Zayn, for making me feel like a princess everyday for the past year. I'm sorry I had to go to New York, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was coming back, I'm sorry I chose the wrong taxi driver and I'm sorry I had to leave. I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay here, with you, to spend the rest of my life with you, to grow old with, and have babies of our own, it wasn't my decision to leave, I wanted to stay, I really did, but what happened was out of my will.