Dear Juliet (Zayn Malik)

Love That Lets Go...

Prologue

Zayn's POV

It was a nice Friday afternoon and me and the lads were at a signing.

Louis and me were chatting before going to place for the signing as the signing would start in about twenty minutes.

"Zayn? Why haven't you dated anyone since Geneva?" Louis asked

No one knew the answer to this and all the boys wanted me to answer it. I didn't even know the answer myself.

I never thought about dating mainly because of the hate the poor girl will recieve just like Eleanor is recieving or Danielle is. I don't want her to face that.

"I don't know Lou, I've never really liked a girl after Geneva" I said shrugging

Louis gave me a small smile and patted my back

"You'll find the perfect girl for yourself soon, mate, keep looking out though" He said

I chuckled lightly "And you're so sure I will?" I ask

He just shrugs "I mean, I am pretty right about everything" He said

I chuckled shaking my head. Of course he would say that.

"C'mon lads" Paul came and said to us

I grabbed a water bottle from the side and took a gulp.

Let's continue everyday's routine. I thought I'd get used to it but I'm not.

I'm not perfect, I don't get all girls for me, I get hatred too you know.

Because of my ethnicity and religion, I get hatred. But that just means that I'm doing something right, doesn't it?

I put the water bottle down and walk towards the area of the signing.

Immediately, cameras start flashing. We waved at the fans who are screaming our names.

I sit down inbetween Louis and Liam and wait for the first person to come.

A fan comes, grinning asking us to sign her album. We gladly do it and thank her for coming.

Fans came and came, asking us to sign their phones, arms and stuff like that. Some gave us gifts or scrapbooks.

Until, one person came.

I knew she wasn't a fan. She looked to be about 37 or so. Her eyes looked swollen.

"Can I talk to you in private?" she asked me

I wanted to help her out in whatever way. Maybe she was homeless or something.

"Stay here, wait till I finish, I'll be right there" I said and flashed her a sympathetic smile as tears were falling from her eyes

"T-Thanks" she stuttered and went past the girls.

I signaled Paul to show her the way where I could meet her.

It took us about an hour till we were finished. It was exhausting.

I loved our fans but our job was so hard sometimes.

I remembered the woman and I excused myself from the lads.

I walked towards the back where she was sitting

"Hi" I said

She burst out crying. "I need your help" she said

I felt bad for her "What can I do for you?" I asked

She wiped her tears away "I have a seventeen year old daughter" she sniffled "And she has cancer, and the top thing on her bucket list was to meet you"

I instantly felt extremely sympathetic as she continued.

No one deserves cancer.

"Is there a chance you can drop by a visit, I'll pay you anything" She says

I wanted to help her and I had a feeling that I had to, no matter what. I couldn't just ignore her and her pleas.

"No don't pay me" I said shaking my head "I will come by at 1 in the afternoon, just tell me your address" I said

And that is how it all started.

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(A/N) if you dont like sad stories, I suggest you dont read it, it's overly emotional and you would cry reading this.

I loved the plot so I started it. It'll come out soon with some support. I would like feedback.

Thanks!

-Allie .x