Uncradled Love *A Z.M. AU*

Chapter seventeen

Zayn's P.O.V.

I was nervous as hell. But I realised now that this was my one and last chance to get the aim of my life. Last two years, I celebrated this day with my best mates cutting the cake for her and wishing her as if she's with us.
But this year came as a blessing.

I stood before the mirror and revised the lines Louis wrote for me. Well yeah, its true. This was the fifty eighth time I was doing this.
Just then, Louis popped in from the door of my bedroom.
"Its time to go, Zaynie Boo." Louis screamed in a high pitch.
"I'm coming." I replied nervously.

I looked down at my black and white tuxedo, adjusted my tie and hair in the mirror and left. Niall drove the car at full speed and adrenaline filled my body.

This night, for sure, is going to be a great one.

Sarah's P.O.V.

Finally Ms. Amelia Luna Beckett stopped the car and I looked out from the window. To my surprise, it was the most famous club of the city, "Move & Groove". I looked over to Amelia and she had a goofy smile placed on her lips.
"Shut up! You look like a clown." I ordered her in a sarcastic tone.
"Whatever. Get out." She said in the same tone.
I did as directed.

"Amelia, are you serious? You know I don't drink." I questioned her as we walked towards the entrance.
"This night will change your life, babe." She smiled.

We entered the club and it was pitch dark. Not even a single light bulb; totally dark. I walked in the unbelievable scenario and the door behind me closed. I looked back and I was stunned. No Amelia, no person, no light, no bulb. All alone.

All of a sudden, a beam of light appeared over me, making me look like a princess. Another beam fell at a lot of distance from me at the other end of the hall, I assume. I heard a door open and close followed by a figure of a man in the beam.

The man wore a black tuxedo with a shining white shirt and had stubble that was visible from a distance. The beam came near and the man under it too. I squeezed my eyes hoping to find who that Prince Charming was.

He stopped about six feet away from me. I studied his features and my mind amazed me. My voice struck in my throat and my palms got all sweaty.

Honey brown eyes, built up jawline and plump peach lips topping off the tan complexion, jelled up raven coloured hair and white pearly teeth.

My love, my life. Zayn.

"Ahmm ahmm." He cleared his throat, snapping me back to reality.
I looked up and found him smirking.
"Hey I'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." He spoke.

Oh you don't know how much I missed that beautiful husky voice.

Zayn's P.O.V.

Now the time was here...
"You can do it, Zayn." Louis whispered seriously in my ear.
Imagine Louis being serious. Yes, that's enough to make you laugh.
But that didn't help me right there.
"Yes Zayn. Man up." Niall said, patting my shoulder.
"Pray for me." I whispered under my breathe, loud enough for them to hear.
"You'll do it, man." Niall spoke.
"You can." Louis said.

I opened the door and stepped under the beam. I looked up and found her standing still at the end of the hall. Her figure glowed in the dark and she just looked like my princess.

I walked over to her and stopped about 6 feet away. She studied my face and I studied hers.

Minimum makeup, seeing blue eyes missing that glow, plump lips, beautiful face and an amazing body.
She was dressed in a simple yet beautiful white gown and looked like an angel from the sky.

She recongnised me soon and her jaw dropped.
"Ahmm ahmm." I cleared my throat gaining her attention and I succeeded.

"Hey I'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." I spoke up unintentionally.

Just then, I face palmed myself in my mind that how stupid I am. Is this really a thing to say to your dream girl on a special day, when you meet her after 2 years?
No, this isn't. Come to the point man.