The Truth Untold [Louis & Zayn Fanfic]

Chapter 54

Marcella's pov:

I left Aurora without a word, rushed to find Zayn, searched everywhere, asked his friends, but couldn't find him. I feel so guilty and upset, understanding the pain of losing someone; I feel really stupid.

I had looked everywhere and was about to give up when I remembered the music room where I saw Zayn singing that evening. Could he be there, all by himself? My instincts are guiding me to the music room. 

Following my gut feeling, I made my way to the music room. The windows were covered with curtains, concealing the interior. I searched for the main door, and as I approached, I was welcomed by the soothing sound of his voice.

We'll end just like we started
Just you and me and no one else
I will hold you where my heart is
One life for the two of us

And he stopped playing the guitar. I wonder if I should knock on the door or not. If this would be the best time to admit how big of a crackhead I was. He was already going through a lot of pain, and it's possible I added to his burden. 

I let out a little squeak when I spotted a snake near my right foot, and within seconds, Zayn stood before me, wide-eyed.

"What exactly are you doing here?"

"I organized a surprise reptile party, and this snake was the first to arrive. Isn't that exciting?" I freaked out at his stupid question because apart from this dangerous snake next to me I find nothing serious.

"Reptile party?" He sounds more confused than ever.

"God Damn, Zayn.Help me with this freaking snake right here." I pointed out. "I fear if I move it will just come after me. Do something." My voice was legit shaking.

Without uttering a word he just kept staring at the snake, his eyes were red and swollen.

"Now you can move." He spoke in a monotone.

"What did you do?" I looked down to find clear green grass without any snakes.

"I belong to bleu, Snakes, our forefather veneration, remember?"  He sounds so uninterested.

"Ohh yeah, right. I wanted to talk to you." 

"I'm not really in a mood right now." He instantly replied.

"It's important, Zayn." I spoke. "Please."

He took a moment to speak then invited me to the music room.

"Why is it so dark here?" I casted my gaze around and uttered.

"What did you want to talk about?" 

I turned around to him. I can watch him due to the dim sunlights coming in through the windows.

His gaze today wasn't mysterious but painful. 

"Zayn." I took a step closer to him."I didn't mean to hurt you, but I know I did." His eyebrows were drawing in with each word escaping my mouth."I wish I could fix it. If you need some time or space to heal, I understand."

"What are you talking about?" 

"I didn't know about your mom, I'm sorry." I can see more sorrow filling his eyes on my mention. "I behaved like an idiot all this time when you kept seeking for my forgiveness, I feel guilty for the way I behaved. I shouldn't have acted that way." 

"Marcella, I was a jerk and that's what I wanted an apology for. I don't need your forgiveness coming from your pity but because I actually did wrong." Ohh no, he's getting it wrong.

"No, no, Zayn. My behavior wasn't right I shoul-"

"Ohh yeah, your reason was justified for a month now because what I did was wrong but today, when you learnt about my mom, you felt pity, ohh what a poor guy! He lost his mother, I should be fucking nice to me, isn't it?"

He interrupted me and blew up.

"You are getting it wrong." I tried to keep my point.

"Yeah, I only get it wrong and everyone else there does it right?"

"Calm down,Zayn." Tears are continuously flowing from his furious eyes.

"Zayn." I held his hands."I'm not here to show you pity. I know the feeling of losing someone and that's why I'm here to rectify my mistake. I shouldn't have behaved like that with you and should've listened to you and I'm here to listen to you." 

His eyes were gradually settling as he gazed at me. His heaving chest, which had been rising and falling rapidly, was gradually steadying.

"You know what? I hate to see this." He stepped back with a face of regret.

"What?"

"You're committed to healing a wound you didn't inflict. Just don't do this. You remind me of my mom and honestly, it was driving me crazy. Just like her you possess a heart that knows no bounds when it comes to caring for others. I liked spending time with you but on the other hand you would remind me of my mom and her values which are dead to me. You were rebuilding them inside me, you were planting the seeds of goodness in me and it is against my agenda. I was in a state of deep confusion, torn between my desire to be close to you and the guilt that enveloped me when I was near you. I'm sorry Marcella. You were changing me and for the first time it wasn't in my control, I was scared. Because of you I started believing in love when my love was laid to the rest in the soil."

I was at a loss for words, silently observing him. Tears welled up in my eyes as well.

"I'm sorry, Marcella." 

"We all stumble and make mistakes when battling our inner demons, Zayn. It's a natural part of our journey. The true accomplishment lies in conquering those inner battles and achieving self-awareness. Your apology serves as proof of your victory. Be proud of yourself. Congratulations, Zayn Malik. You're a tenacious fighter, and my pride in you is immeasurable." I wiped my tears and with a smile on my face I said.

He pulled me in for a hug instantly. 

"All my life everyone has just tried to break me apart but you, for the first time ever tried to put those pieces back together. You feel like a lost part of my soul who's helping in finding mine."

My heart raced, as if it had suddenly sprouted wings. Hearing those words, something I'd quietly wished for but hardly expected, was both thrilling and scary. It felt like I was on the edge of a whole new world, one that had only existed in my dreams, and now it was right before me.

"I think we should go and attend the gathering in your mom's memories."

He let go off me. "Never."

"Why?" I asked in amazement.

"I could never grieve for my mother in the presence of those who took her life." His jaw clenched as he talked.

"What?"

(Those lyrics are from Louis's Tomlinson's song called Two of us. I hope y'all liked it! Have a great day/night/afternoon xoxo)

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