Time Is Limited (Zooey Kern x M!Reader)

Two

Y/n had heard from some of his friends that Zooey was back in town, but he just shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to be bothered about it because as much as he defended her against their friends and lied to them all about the reason they split. It still broke his heart to know that the woman he was in love with had done such an awful thing and he never knew why. She never explained herself before she packed up and left without anything other than her ring being left on the night stand. He never had the heart to get rid of it maybe in hopes that she would come back to him. 

Could he ever forgive her. Maybe. But he would never be able to forget the pain she caused him. How much it hurt him to see her leave. Not to have her in his arms again. But he made himself a promise. He would never feel that pain again.  She was the one to make him and also the one too break him. He was currently on a job in an old building in the rafters getting the last remaining asbestos insulation out before replacing it with safer. 

"So what do you think you'll do if you see her again?" Dave asked him as he looked up between the rafters at his friend and colleague. 

"Nothing." He shrugged as he stapled in the new insulation. "She left me so, what am I supposed to do after that?" He spoke as he looked down at his friend. 

"I don't know, maybe fight for her if you are still in love with her which you my friend are." Dave pointed out. Y/N only sighed knowing that he is right. She is the reason why he couldn't move on. The hold she has on his heart is too strong for him to just let go. 

"Ok maybe I am. We can't just pick up were we left off you know. It's been a few years since I last saw her." He told him when he finished up the last corner before he jumped down from the rafters. "So there is most definitely no chance of us again because let's face it, she has probably already found someone to replace me." 

"She can't do that Y/N,  you're irreplaceable." He teased making Y/N chuckle as they made sure that the asbestos was in the correct disposable bags. 

"Alright Beyonce, let's just finish here because I can do with a bear down at The Clegg." Y/N spoke as Dave started to help with cleaning. When they were finishing their job, Y/N's mind kept going back to their first date. 

He decided to take her to the new restaurant in town, when he picked her up, he was mesmerised with how impossibly perfect she could be. She smiled shyly when she closed the door to her parents house so they weren't going to be nosey. 

"This is only until I can get my own place." She spoke nervously as they both walked to his car. He opened the door for her before walking around the bonnet and getting in the drivers side. He started their journey to the restaurant. She watched his features as he drove to their destination. Once he had pulled up she gave him a smile. "I have been waiting for this place to open. Do you know they opened their first one in New York." She spoke as they were led to their table. 

"I didn't know that." He smiled at the woman before him. "Tell me more." He requested as she started to talk about the history of the first one in New York and the owner. He enjoyed listening to her talk about it. She was so passionate and caring. Her eyes lit up everytime she smiled. 

"I'm sorry. I'm doing all of the talking." She spoke nervously as he gazed at her in adoration. 

"That's ok, I enjoy listening to your voice." He spoke softly as a blush formed on her cheeks as she ate her meal. He thought that she was most definitely the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on and hoped that one day he would be able to call her his wife.

On the drive back to his house, he still lived in the same house he fixed up when he was with Zooey, and he has never brought another woman back here. He has only ever went to their houses or apartments. He felt like he would be betraying Zooey if he done something like that. That was something that he never wanted to do even though it ended up being her who ruined their marriage. He just never understood why. 

Zooey decided that after she had packed she would take a walk through the old neighbour hood. See the changes of the place she used to call  home once. She admired the orange sky above her as she walked through the park before she soon found herself outside a house that she used to know. The white faded paint on the would that was once new and the swing that was on the porch. The very one were Y/N had gotten down on one knee and proposed to her. 

After coming home from a date, Zooey had been living with Y/N for a few months now in the house that he had bought and refurbished for them and the family they want together. They were both sat on the porch swing, Y/N's arms around her shoulders before he removed himself from her. 

"Since the moment I first saw you those years ago at a job I was doing for your parents, I knew I wanted you in my life from then. In that moment you gave me the confidence to go after what I wanted and at the time it was you. I wanted to know you more. And you actually allowed me to get to know you and with every moment I have spent with you. Learning about each other I have been falling more in love with you everyday. You are the one I want to love until we are grey and old." He spoke before he pulled out the velvet box and got down on one knee. "So if you would do me the honour of becoming my wife and allowing me to love you more everyday for the rest of our lives?" 

That moment she knew he was hers and she was his but she never knew why she screwed it up. She was already married to him. She had the life she had always dreamt about. She just never understood why she threw it all away. It was when the door open and Y/N walked out with the garbage.

"Zooey?" 

"Y/N?"

AN

Chapter 2 is here for you beautiful people. Please let me know what you all think of it so far. Do you enjoy the flash backs or not. Please let me know guys. And thank you all for reading and the support I get from you guys. And also thanks to ironboybooks for suggesting it for me to write.