Lakshmi's LOV
I have APL. But what bothers me most is that I don't have a chance to fight it. What's the point of being sad for another six months? I'm going to spend those months with the people I love and have a good time. Zayn is holding back tears.
"It's going to be ok", I tell him. He, like most people in the world don't accept things. They don't understand that you've got to live with some matters.
"How? you're going to go and leave me here all alone", I look at him but he refuses to make eye contact with me.
"Remember when I told you grief was selfish?" I ask him and he nods, "well are you upset that I'm leaving or that I'm leaving you?" I question. He frowns. Everyone only ever thinks about themselves and that's the way it is.
"Zayn, I want the rest of my life to be as happy as possible and you can't tell anyone ok?" I say sternly. He starts to protest but I cut him off. "ok?" I force and he resigns and nods.
"Now please take me home so I can tell my parents", I ask and he takes me in silence. On the car ride we almost crashed several time before we got home. Zayn went to the fridge and grabbed a beer. I took it out of his hands.
"No. You are not drowning yourself out. You are going to be strong", I tell him and he pulls me into a hug.
"What am I going to do now?", he sobs. I run my hands through his hair.
"You still have me. Enjoy this moment", I say and a single tear rolls down my cheek and onto his arm.
I pick up the phone to call my parents when the doorbell rings. It was the police.
"Hello are you Miss Lakshmi Kumar?" A female officer asks me. I nod and motion for them to come in.
"I'm very sorry to inform you that the plane traveling from Chennai to London last night crashed. There were no survivors. Your parents were on that plane", The other officer says.
"What?", I blink. This couldn't be happening.
"Is there any family you want me to contact for you?" The woman asks and I shake my head. My mins family didn't care if she lived or died and my dad's parents were dead.
"What's going on?", Zayn asks coming through the door.
"My parents died", I say and a single tear rolls down my cheek. I didn't feel as bad as I should. Maybe its because I know, soon I will join them. And I don't need to be upset, but happy.
A/N sorry this is short. I don't know I can't get anything out of me. it's like I'm constipated but with words if that makes sense.
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Fanfiction(Book2) Zayn and Lakshmi started dating a few months ago and everything's been going good so far. But Lakshmi lives her life by the Indian culture and half of that doesn't play well with Zayn. He can put up with a few things but is she just too good...
