Memories (One Direction Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 45 Stupid Memories

Chapter 45 Zayn’s p.o.v

The pictures keep changing and a new memory swims through my mind with each picture.

The man at the front starts to speak again,

“Jasmine Eleanor Laurence, born on June 24th, 1993. Her life came to an end on September 4th, 2014.” The only noise is the faint sounds of birds chirping and leaves crunching because of the wind.

“Now before Jasmine’s mother and others speak there words, Jasmine’s good friends, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Harry Styles, and Zayn Malik, will be singing for us.”

I take a deep breath and hand Lucy, even though she is very big she still acts like a big puppy, to Safaa, she gladly takes her and sets her at her feet. I stand up on wobbly limbs and join the boys as they walk to Jasmine’s casket. I don’t care about the tears slipping down my cheeks. We all stand along the casket facing everyone. But like everyone else here, I keep my eyes on Jasmine.

Her beauty is magnificent, even when dead she is perfect. I wipe carelessly at the tears and pray that my voice won’t crack when I sing.

Liam starts and the music joins in.

"Shut the door,

Turn the lights off,

I wanna be with you,

I wanna feel your love,

I wanna lay beside you,

I cannot hide this,

even though I try.”

“Heart beats harder,

Time escapes me,

Trembling hands touch skin,

It makes this hard girl,

And the tears stream down my face.”

I can see everyone has tears streaming down their cheeks as I look up from Jasmine, and the realization hits me, Jasmine in her ways has touched all these people and made them part of her life.

Harry comes in.

“If we could only have this life for one more day,

If we could only turn back time.”

The music picks up as we all join in.

“You know I’ll be,

Your life, your voice,

Your reason to be,

My love, my heart,

Is breathing for this,

Moment in time,

I’ll find the words to say,

Before you leave me today.”

Niall takes his part.

“Close the door,

Throw the key,

Don’t wanna be reminded,

Don’t wanna be seen,

Don’t wanna be without you,

My judgment is clouded,

Like tonight’s sky."

And then Louis comes in, I notice all the tears he’s holding back and I realize how all our voices keep cracking, I worry someone might mind but then again the only person here that should be aloud to care about that is in a casket.