The Goodbye Message - Zayn ♥

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Estes Imagines dos meninos não foram escritos por mim, mas eu apaixonei-me de tal maneira que tive de os partilhar com outras pessoas. Repito, não foram escritos por mim. Boa leitura. 

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You were in the kitchen, sitting at the table, sipping your cup of coffee, checking your email, when you heard a knock on your front door. You sighed and put down your coffee. You made your way to the front door, and opened it to see a red-eyed Niall, quickly wiping away his tears. “Hi, [Y/N]…” he says, trying to smile. You sympathetically look at him and invite him in. “Are you okay, Niall?” you ask Niall, concerned expression on your face. He breathes and hands you the decorative chest he had in his hands. “Here, [Y/N], this is from him. He wanted me to give this to you. He never knew when it would happen, but he told me to give it to you when the time is right and quite honestly I have been outside of your front door for two hours, wondering if this is the right time.” You slowly looked at the chest, and took it from Niall. You put it down and gave Niall a hug. “Thank you, Niall…” you say, pulling away from the hug. “I’m sorry if it’s too early…” he says, quickly wiping away the tears that had formed in his eyes. “It’s okay, Niall. Thank you so much…” you say. He smiles, gives you a hug and opens your door. “I’ll come by later with the other guys, have some friend bonding?” he asks, letting a small smile appear on his lips. You nod, and he walks out of the front door. You stare down at the chest that is sitting in front of you. You finally build the courage to pick it up and bring it to the kitchen table. You felt warm tears starting as you steadied your breathing. You unlocked the buckle that kept the secrets inside safe. You opened the chest, and the familiar smell, the smell of him filled your senses, making you cringe at the fact that it would not last forever. Tears started falling down your cheeks as you looked in the box. A USB drive was taped to the inner lid of the chest, and you pulled it off, reading the note attached, “Hello sunshine! Plug this into your laptop!” You started shaking, slowly plugging the USB drive into your laptop. A folder popped up with one video on it. You quickly clicked on the video, and his familiar black hair appeared on the screen. You clicked play, and the video began. “Hi babe. If you’re watching this then that means… that means that something has gone wrong.” Zayn said, running his fingers through his hair. “I don’t know how I left, but let me ensure you that you were on my mind when I did.” He says, smiling into the camera. You started sobbing, trying to cover your mouth. “Well Niall gave you this, and that means he thinks this is the time to give this to you. I don’t know why I made this video, but I felt like since I was going to be with you forever, I might as well just make a video, you know, just in case. Well as you can see, this is in a box with a bunch of my art. And on each piece there is a USB. I want you to pull it out, plug it in, and watch. This will make sense later.” He said, smiling into the camera. “See you in a few.” He said, and the video ended. You wiped your tears, and shakily started rummaging through the chest. You pulled out an abstract piece that you felt you have seen before, and you pulled off the USB attached to it. You plugged it in, and the video started. “Well this piece is one of my favorites.” He said, smiling into the camera. Your heart dropped, tears falling, as you held onto the picture. “This was when we first started dating. This is the pattern of the dress you were wearing when I surprised you at work. You looked stunning in that dress; I still remember the way your face lit up when I saw you. I remember the pattern, out of all things, the pattern…” he says, chuckling. The sound of his chuckle you missed so much. You missed everything, but his low and deep chuckle you missed most. The video ended and you took the USB out, and put it back with the picture. You cried as you took another piece out, a scenic picture, took the USB drive, and plugged it in. “Awww I remember this. Do you? This is where I first told you I loved you. I didn’t mean to, but I did, and you told me you loved me back. I was so scared you would be scared of my straight-forwardness, but you told me you loved that about me. This was the place that I knew we would last for eternity. This is the place that I will never forget…” He said, smiling at the thought of the park. You wiped your tears again, thinking about all the times you have gone to the park when you needed to clear your mind, when you needed to feel his presence again, to feel peaceful again. You pulled out item after item, hearing the sweet messages of your boyfriend. “This piece is where we had our first kiss” he says, smiling “I remember I was so nervous, but I just leaned in, and you kissed me back. We got ice cream, walked around, and then it just happened. The surge of electricity that flowed through my veins was unstoppable. I just felt so right. I felt like everything I’ve been doing in my life before I met you was wrong. I felt like you were the reason why everything was going to be okay” he said, running his fingers through his hair. You trembled, cried, and choked on tears, remembering everything he has recorded. Item after item, more memories were triggered, and more tears started subsiding. You reached one of the last items, a simple heart outline, painted with dripping black paint, filled in with multiple watercolors. You plugged in the USB, and watched your boyfriend. “Oh, I actually adore this piece. Almost as much as I adore you.” He said, smirk appearing on those lips you missed oh-so much. “This was when I was on tour, and we just got off a Skype call, where you told me you were missing me so much it hurt. I remember I responded that my heart was turning black and blue from missing you. You told me how cheeky I was, and how you loved it. We spent two hours and fourteen minutes talking to each other. You told me that when you would see me, you would be so happy that it would feel as if your heart was bleeding rainbows. Well I literally got off the call, and painted a heart bleeding rainbows.” He looked down, and then looked up at the camera, directly into your eyes. “[Y/N], I don’t think you realize, but that was the day, that was the moment, that was the second where I realized that you and me, me and you, us, we, were never going to end. We were going to stay forever; we were always going to be there. It would always be: [Y/N] and Zayn, or Zayn and [Y/N].” Chills ran across your skin, your heart skipped a beat, and tears streamed down your face. You swept out the rest of the chest when you found a single USB at taped to the bottom of the chest. You plugged it in, and breathed, this was the last message from him. “So beautiful, you have reached the end of my memory chest. I hope there were many, countless memories in here because I know I promised you to always be by your side, long after we were old and cute. But if not, just let me tell you that there is never a day where you don’t cross my mind. I am so sorry if I have left you early. I am so sorry I am not there to keep you safe and warm at night. But mostly, I am sorry that I have left you all alone. Every time something struck me, I would put it in here, record a video, and add to the collection. I don’t know how old you are, if we are married, if we have kids, but I want you to know that whatever happened between us, whatever happened to me, never changes the love I feel for you. Whenever I have left, just know, just remember that you were on my mind, because quite frankly you’re on my mind twenty four hours a day. I love you, [Y/N], more than the sun, the stars, the moon, and the whole endless universe combined. I’ll see you later, love.” He said, winking at the camera and waving. The video ended, and you were left with and endless flow of tears. “I love you too, Zayn.” 

*Imagines*Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora