Hate Turns To Lust (One Direction/ Zayn Malik Fanfic)

♪ Epilogue Part 2/ Continuation ♪

A/N

Hey!

So firstly thank you guys so much for all the support for the epilogue. And because you guys stuck to your end of the deal which was reaching 800 votes for the last chapter, I’m doing my part of the deal which is writing an alternate ending. This isn’t exactly an alt. ending but more of a… continuation.

Sorry for the long wait and leaving you guys in the dark but I haven’t been able to think of what to write but here it is! Cross my fingers it doesn’t come out crappy!

FOR THOSE WHO ENJOYED THE EPILOGUE AND FEEL THERE IS NO NEED FOR MORE THAN DON’T READ THIS CHAPTER!

Sorry if things in this chapter is predictable but there aren’t much twists and turns. Just one straight line to a happy ending. Hope you will enjoy it!

-A

*Two years later*

~Aria’s P.O.V~

The wind was warm and the sun was partly hidden by the fluffy clouds in the sky. Everyone was rushing around on the streets dodging each other as they tried to get to work in one piece. Most were trying to get to work but some were just enjoying the sun light and taking their time.

Summer has just started so there weren’t many teens walking around as most of them were still asleep. The parks were filled with smiling children and the coffee shops were loaded with people ordering coffees or cold drinks.

I took my time walking around and observing the life of others. Once in every while, I stopped to take a photo of something particular that caught my eye. I wasn’t a professional photographer or anything but I needed photos to have as a reference when I painted or drew something.

I slowly walked into a Starbucks as the heat from the rays of the sun was basically melting my leather jacket. I might be crazy for wearing a leather jacket during the summer but inside the building it was somewhat cold. I went to the long line and waited patiently for my turn.

I could hear the faint music coming from the low quality speakers in the corners of the room and I bopped my head to an unknown song which soon ended.  My faint smile was wiped off my face as I recognized the voice of a familiar band.

Two years. It’s been two years since I’ve last talked to Zayn and yet I still know exactly what his voice sounds like. You would think that after two years I would forget about a man who I pushed away but no. I still think about him and wonder what he is doing each day. Yet I can’t bare myself to go online and search up their latest videos so I just listen to what’s going on with them from other people.

They are still as famous as they were two years ago and I would say their music has improved by quite a lot. Everywhere I went I saw their posters and heard their music whether I was somewhere in Australia, Europe, North/South America or Asia.

I shook my head and cleared my thoughts of anything Zayn or One Direction related because I didn’t need it right now. Today was an important day and I didn’t need to be bummed about anything else.  I finally ordered my drink, which was a cotton candy Frappuccino as it was the ‘new’ thing that everyone talked about and went to wait for it to be made.

After what felt like 10 minutes I grabbed my drink and walked back outside. I took my time and made my way down the road where my motorcycle was parked. I leased the motorcycle for 2 weeks because I wasn’t planning on staying in this city for long. Just to take care of some business before heading off to a new city.

I hoisted my bag full of paperwork into the little compartment under the seat. I just finished my courses for the London Arts Academy and though I wasn’t physically there, they let me do all my work online. I was glad that I was done because I was sick of doing online projects.