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Chapter 25 - Facing The Reality

Justin's P.O.V

I turned the cold key in the slot of the brass knob. I pushed through the door and dropped my keys on the glass table with a loud "clank". I sighed as I kicked off the dress shoes that had been pinching at my shoes for the past 3 hours. My stomach dropped at the reminder of the empty apartment. I looked around at the cold empty place I was forced to call home. It wasn't even close to my idea of home any more without him. He wasn't fooling me, I knew why he was gone.
I'd never realised how much it could empty you as someone you had given everything to snatched it away. I slowly paced along the cold tiles of the studio apartment that seemed more like visual money rather than a place to live. I stopped and watched as every trace left of Zayn Malik highlighted itself in the room; the rolling stones CD sitting in the Stereo system, the muddy combat boots loosely unlaced sitting neatly side by side next to the door, the lynx chocolate body spray placed quietly in the tight corner of the crisp bathroom. Even the presence of the better half of our relationship lurked.
I stomped up the stairs and opened my door. I walked over to the bed and slid of my suit jacket and stripped off my suit replacing it with sweats. When I realised that I had a plane in just 3 hours I decided I should probably pack.
After he left I had decided it was probably a good idea to head back to California, there wasn't much keeping me in London currently any way. My best friends are there, my career and what's left of my life.

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As the plane's wheels jolted from the ground and drifted into the air I felt a part of me go. It seemed as if now this massive chapter of such a short period of my life seemed like a holiday. It WAS something that could have never happened. And regretfully as the plane began gliding upwards away from my daydream I realised it was something that should have never happened.

Zayn's P.O.V

I watched as his eyes slowly flickered open. The bright streams of light began beaming into the room highlighting the angled lines and toned structure of his face. Before he could look my way I jumped over and planted a firm kiss on his lips.
"Morning." He smiled lazily looking up at me.
"Morning sunshine." I spoke as he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist as I lay on top of him.
"Sunshine, I like that." He chuckled deeply his voice adapting to speech.
"Shut up." I spoke on his lips kissing him yet again.

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"What ya tweetin bout?" I asked as Liam continued to cuddle into my side in a familiar position. I glanced from the television to the glowing of Liam's phone.
"You." He stated calmly.
"Uhh, why?" I asked nervously.
"Telling everyone your mine." He said as if were totally normal, it wasn't.
"You know if you do that you're going to get murdered, and that modest will delete it straight after, and probably make some stupid cover up. Remember, 'we shouldn't disclose too much about our relationships to the public'." I mocked.
"If we tweet the same thing at the same time it might go viral." He stated lifting his brow. I smiled.

'On this day I'd like to tell the world that I'm so far in love with @zaynmalik that it hurts. I love you and I'm not afraid anymore.' - @Real_Liam_Payne 28/02/15

'On this day I'd like to tell the world that I'm so far in love with @Real_Liam_Payne that it hurts. I love you and I'm not afraid anymore.' - @zaynmalik 28/02/15

Louis' P.O.V

I firmly pushed the glowing button on the elevator panel glistening like a Christmas tree. I stepped back as the cold elevator captured me and sent me flying up toward my floor. A loud ding signalled and I stepped out of the claustrophobic yet airy capsule and made my way down the hall towards our apartment. I turned the cold brass handle and pushed forward the bags rustling loudly in my hand in the process. I looked around searching for any sign of Harry. I walked through the messy apartment and placed the grocery bags on the glass dining table. I turned around and noticed the top of Harry's head poking out above the arm of the sofa. I walked towards him as the adorable scene came into view. Harry lay with Olive curled up in his arms, both fast asleep. I grinned and slowly pulled out my phone capturing the moment on camera.

The clicking noise of my phone sounded and Harry's eyes flicked open.
"Hey." He said softly slowly shifting.
"No no, stay there mister!" I smiled, I slowly picked Olive out of his hands and walked over to the bassinet putting her down. I turned on my heel and walked over to Harry, still in position. He gave me a weird look. I kicked off my shoes and crawled along the couch engulphing him in my arms.
"Hey." Harry said turning to face me and slowly intertwining our legs together.
"You already said that." I mumbled lifting my hand and moving his hair out of his face. I placed a soft kiss on his lips and pulled back biting my lip. I just looked at him and admired his every feature in perfect silence.
"Marry me." Harry spoke putting his hand in mine.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Marry me." He said again. I looked down and smiled as the words lit me up on the inside.
"I thought you'd never ask." I mumbled slowly closing the gap between us.
"Is that a yes?" He bit his lip.
"No." He frowned. "It's a definitely." I smiled lifting his chin kissing him again and pulling him closer to me desperately wanting no space between us.
He looked down and dug around pulling his phone out of his back pocket. "What are you doing?"
"Calling my Mum." He said unlocking his phone.
"Seriously?" I asked putting my hand down. He pressed the call button and placed the phone to his ear.
"Hey Mum." He said, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. He looked at me and kissed me again quickly. I heard her answer. 'Put it on speaker' I mouthed.
"What's up sweet heart? How's Olive?" She asked cheerily.
"She's fine. Um Lou and I have some news." He looked at me, I nodded.
"Harry and I are getting married."

Niall's P.O.V

I stared at the perfectly shaped letters formed in the pale marble grave stone. I smiled at the familiar quote from John Green and felt a piece of me return.
"Thank you, for giving me my dream. All though I'm not sure if it was nightmare or a dream." I chuckled.
"Promise you won't go anywhere? That you'll stay right here with me in my hand?" I looked at my hand at titanium band on my finger I began twisting it.
"They're beautiful you know?" I smiled at the ground.
"Just like you." I felt a cold tear run down my cheek. "Boe is one bossy little boy. He's a complete vision of his mother. That's why you will never be forgotten my darling. You're living in each and every one of us."
"I Promise I'll never forget that clumsy brunette girl with braces and a personality and a half if you promise to never forget that self-righteous thick headed blond guy." I pulled out a crumpled piece of paper still containing my number that had lived in her wallet for the past 2 and half years.
"I love you." I felt the ringing of her voice responding back in my head and smiled as the tears began flowing. I placed the crumpled piece of paper on the head of the stone.
"Goodbye my darling!"