The Letter (Zayn Malik Fanfiction) [2013 Watty Awards]

Chapter 14

Beverly's POV

Wedding day.. Finally get to see Brandon, Beth and Mum... I miss them.. Beth is too young to know what is going on but Brandon is old enough to know what is going on.. I miss everyone in school.. Stupid wedding..

I was sitting in the changing room of the church. The wedding was starting in about an hour. The wedding dress on me isn't something I like. The door clicked open and I looked up to see Brandon running into me. He attacked me with a hug. "Br-Bradon?" I said shocked.

"I miss you sissy!!!!" he exclaimed hugging my tightly.

"We had to bring him Bev," Ella said smiling at me with the other guys behind her. Zayn closed the door, smiling at me.

Brandon hugged me a little longer before looking up at me. "Sissy?" he said innocently.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"Are you happy?"

"Wh-what do you mean Brandon? I'm happy!" I said forcing a smile.

"No! You're not happy! I can see it in your eyes! You told me that our eyes are the window to our soul. It is obvious that you don't want to marry him!'

"Brandon, don't assume..."

"You know that I'm right sissy! You're not happy marrying him! All this preparations are done by his mother! Not you! Everything out there, isn't what you like! Is what his mother wants her wedding to be! You told me to find someone I truly love before marrying but you don't love him!"

"Brandon, the adult world isn't as simple as you think.. You don't know what is going on.."

"It isn't that simple? If it's not simple, why don't simplify things yourself? I don't know what is going on? Then explain to me! Everyone is saying that we young kids have no idea what is going on but if you adults, don't explain to us, we won't know anything like you guys say!"

That got everyone staring at him. Brandon.. I wish I knew what was going on...

"Okay then.. Brandon, sissy is marrying so that we don't have to pay a sum of money to them," I said crouching down to his eye level. 

"If you have to pay a sum of money, then let's pay them! Is your happiness not worth that sum of money? You told us to find our true love but you are here, marrying someone you don't love!" Brandon exclaimed.

"Brandon..."

"Sissy, you have to listen to me! Cancel this marriage! This isn't worth your happiness!"

"I can't.. It's too late..."

"Nothing is too late sissy."

"But this is.."

"No it's not. You go to that altar and cancel this wedding right away! As long as you're not married to him, nothing is too late!"

"You have to give me some time to think right?"

"Sissy. Please think about this properly. I know you love or like someone in this room. I don't know who it is, but I got a feeling."

"B-but Brandon! I don't like anyone in this room!" 

"Yes you do sissy. Listen to your heart. You will know what I'm talking about."

With that he walked to the door. "Don't you want to know my decision?" I asked.

"I'll know when you walk down that altar," he said smiling before walking out of the room.

I sighed in frustration. "You do know that what Brandon said was correct right?" Ella said putting a hand on my shoulder. 

"I know. But it is hard to change this fate anymore. It's too late!" 

"Like what he said, nothing is too late."

"I don't know anymore...."

I put my head in my hands staring at the ground through the gaps of my fingers. "We've got to be outside right now. The wedding is starting. Please Bev. Think about it," Ella said before walking out of the room with the boys behind her. Or that was I thought so.

"I know who you like."

"I don't like anyone."

"Stop lying to yourself. You know I'm correct."

"How in the world do I like someone who I myself doesn't even know I like?!"

"I can feel it."

"Who is it?"

"I won't tell you right now. Your heart will reveal it to you when the time is right."

"Stop being so deep Niall...." I said staring into his crystal blue eyes.

"You know I'm correct Bev. I've got to go now. I know you're torn but deep inside, you know this isn't right. See you," Niall said before walking out of the room leaving me and my thoughts.