(A/N: Niall doen't have a brother in this. I'm sorry)
Chapter 7 ~ Epilogue ~ Happily ever after.
~Niall's POV~
A giant smile breaks out on my face. I can remember everything again. I can't describe the feeling I have right now, but it kind of feels like I the emptiness inside of me has been filled up.
Without putting the diary away, or even picking it up, I run out of the room and to the kitchen. Happy tears are streaming down my face.
When I storm inside the kitchen, James looks up surprised, but from as soon as he sees my face, he smiles.
"Zayn's in the garden. Much success." He says, already knowing who I was looking for and probably also why.
I don't waste any time anymore and start running to the back door. I swing it open and it hits the wall with a loud bang, but I don't care. I need to find Zayn.
I keep running over the grass until I run into the woods. I know he will be there. He always enjoyed the calm of the trees surrounding him. I know, 'cause I remembered.
Soon, I reached a small pond with clear blue water and enclosed with giant threes loaded with green leafs. I also see Zayn sitting on a wooden bench. His back is facing me, but I can see that he's staring of in space.
I run over to him, my feet pounding on the ground loudly, making Zayn look up at me.
"Niall." He says and stands up when I almost reached him. My body collides with his and he stumbles a bit back when I wrap my arms around him.
"I'm so sorry I forgot, Zaynie. I'm so sorry." I mumble with my face in his neck, but I know he understood as he looks me in the eyes.
"You remember?" He asks whispering and immediately I nod.
"Yes, You were my best friend. I remember now. You kept me and my family alive with the money you stole." I start telling him. "But one day in the park, I was kidnapped and you promised me that you would find me. And you did."
I hug him tight and whisper: "Thank you." While new happy tears start to fall down.
Zayn hugs me back and for a few minutes, we stand there like that. In the middle of the woods at the pond with the birds whistling around us. It's just perfect, I only need to ask one more thing.
"Zayn?" I ask, pulling away a bit from the hug, so I can look at his face.
"Yeah?" Zayn answers looking down into my eyes.
"I remembered, right?" I ask with a blush.
"Yes, tell me, Ni, what's wrong."
"Well, can you love me now?" I whisper barely audible.
Zayn chuckles. "Of course, Ni. I never stopped." Then he connects his lips with mine softly. Immediately I start moving my lips against his, trying to put all my love for him in the kiss. This feels so right.
After a few minutes, Zayn disconnects our lips. "I still have to do some other things." He says and grabs my hand in his and pulls me back to the house.
I don't say anything during the walk. I just enjoy the feeling Zayn gives me.
Soon we walk into the house and I see James smiling at me and he gives me the thumbs up. He knew what was happening. A blush spreads over my cheeks as I follow Zayn to his office.
Once we arrive there, he let go of my hand and walks to his desk where he searches through his papers. After a while, he smiles and holds up one paper. He puts his autograph on it and puts it in an envelope. Then he walks to me and pecks my lips. "Come on." He says and we walk to the kitchen again.
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