Things Happen For a Reason (Zayn Malik\Harry Styles)

Epilogue (Forever Young)

Two Years Later

So many things have happened during these two years. Love, hatred, guilt. I thought things would get better as time progressed. Oh how I was wrong. I was completely wrong, things just got worse.

And if you were wondering, no, Zayn and I never got married. He has been having family problems, and so have I. Zayn went crazy one day and left the house. He came home drunk that night with more tattoos on his arms. He has always loved tattoos, but I think they are getting too out of hand. Not saying that they're ugly, but it's just too much. Harry is the worst though. His mother has been pleading for him to stop with all the tattoos, but he just doesn't stop. I found him appealing with a couple, but 40? That's just too much. The fans think its sexy, but I think it's crazy. He's a drifting to getting them, and most don't even mean anything! The only ones that I like is the butterfly in his stomach and the words, "I can't change." To me, I just think they have the most meaning to it, but that's my opinion.

"Natalie!" Zayn yelled from upstairs. I sighed and sat up from the couch, stretching on my way. I pulled myself up the stairs and into our room. I peeked inside and saw Zayn rummaging around like a lunatic. I walked in slowly, stopping at the edge of the bed. Zayn stopped and stared at me.

"Are you going to help me?" He asked annoyed, I rolled my eyes.

"With what Zayn?"

"I need an outfit, the boys and I are going to the venue." He said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, putting on his socks. I narrowed my eyes at him, and stood their impatiently.

"So now you're telling me this? Who else is going?" I asked.

"Eleanor and Danielle." He said nonchalantly, I scoffed and threw my hands up in the air.

"So you didn't bother to ask me? What if I wanted to go?!" I yelled, standing directly in front of him now, he looked up at me, and shrugged his shoulders. I scoffed and shook my head.

"You know what Zayn? Im going out. I'll speak to you later. Oh and find an outfit for yourself. I'm done being your personal pamper." I hissed, walking out of the bedroom, I ran downstairs and slipped on my sandals, and walked out the door, slamming the door behind me.

Can this day get any worse? First, Zayn wakes me up at 5:30 to make him breakfast, then he makes me do this for him? What a jerk. The only good thing I heard was that Danielle and Liam got back together. Lets just hope Zayn keeps his mouth shut before things get worse. He has changed so much. At first he was a sweet and caring guy, but now he's being an ass. I don't know if its what's coming later tonight, or he's really changed. Right now, I have no answer.

Zayn's POV-

I watched from the window as Natalie drove down the road I her car. I sighed and ran my hand through my wet hair. I don't know why I'm acting like this today. Natalie has done so much for me, and I have done nothing to repay her for it. I'll admit it, I have changed. I have changed so much during these two years, that its tearing my relationship with Natalie. I want to get married to her so bad, but it just isn't happening. I'll wake up one morning and act all sweet and caring, but the not day, I'm a complete ass. It hurts to know that my own fiancé is drifting away from me.

I walked downstairs slowly, fixing my jacket on the way. I looked around the room, seeing all the memories that we all had. But that was two years ago, nothing is the same. Yeah, im still friends with the boys, but it feels like they are drifting away from me too. I havent talked to Eleanor, Danielle, Theresa, Harry in so long. They must think Im a complete asshole. I would be suprised if they even hate me. Even I hate myself for being the way I am today. Look at me, Im a complete mess. If only I could change myself. If only I hadnt been such a jerk to her, things might have been better.