-Airport
“Rosy are you sure about this, you can stay if you want to. I would come and visit as much as I could and we would spend the holidays together. You don't have to runaway from your problems.” Alexandra told Rosaline as they waited for their call.
“I'm sure that this is what I want aunt Alexandra.” Rosaline said with a smile.
They stayed quiet and then a voice from a far was heard, shouting out Rosaline's name.
“Rosaline!” Zayn said as he ran towards her. Rosaline couldn't believe what she was seeing.
“Zayn what are you doing here, you're causing a scene!” she said still upset at him.
“I don't care okay. But there is no way in hell I'm letting you get on that plane. Even if I have to carry you out of here.” Zayn said while trying to catch his breath.
“I am not going anywhere with you, I'm actually trying to go as far from you as possible.” She said.
“Passengers who are boarding G17 with the destination towards New York may aboard the airplane now.” a voice said through the speaker.
“I guess that's my call.” Rosaline said while getting her stuff.
“Rosaline please don't leave!?” Zayn pleaded while Rosaline turned to face him one last time.
“Give me one good reason.” Rosaline said, but Zayn stayed silent. She closed her eyes, “Goodbye Zayn.” and walked away along with her aunt Alexandra.
She reached the line to give her ticket to one of the flight attendants. Then once again she heard Zayn calling after her.
He was now a few feet away from her being pulled back by security. “Because I love you Rosaline. Since the first moment I laid eyes on you at that coffee shop I felt something special. The only problem was I didn't realize it until that night at the masquerade party and then again at your aunts after party. The crazy thing is that not even knowing, I had fallen in love with the same girl once again. Don't you see it Rosaline no matter how you change I will always be hopelessly lost in love with you.”
“You were able to change me and you and I both know I changed you too. So if you want to get on that plane, go for it...But don't you dare think that I won't get on the next plane and follow you, because I will. Rosaline you don't know how long I've waited to find my true love and now that I've found you I'm not planning on letting go.” Zayn took a deep breath and continued, “I know you deserve someone better than me, but I'm too selfish to let you be with someone you isn't me.”
Rosaline stood there quiet for a moment and then turned to look at her aunt. She mouthed I'm Sorry and when Alexandra nodded Rosaline made her way towards Zayn, the guards took it as a sign and let go of Zayn.
“Zayn... it doesn't get any better than you.” Rosaline spoke and then pulled Zayn inn for a kiss.
The people who had been watching were applauding, even aunt Alexandra, who then boarded the plane and left Brentford for a while.
Harry and Bella had reached the airport and then saw Zayn and Rosaline kissing. They took it as a positive sign and decided to wait for them outside.
Rosaline pulled away but was still in Zayn's arms as he looked down at her. “I love you Zayn Malik.”
He gave her a quick peck on the lips and then said, “and I love you Rosaline Parker.”
Two years later they stood in front one of the biggest challenges of their lives. Both still had a question to answer and if answered correctly it would determine the rest of their lives. It was Zayn's turn first.
“Do you Zayn Malik take Rosaline Parker to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.” Zayn replied and then it was Rosaline's turn.
“...and do you Rosaline Parker take Zayn Malik to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do.” Rosaline turned to look at Zayn.
“Well by the power vested in me I now pronounce husband and wife, Mr. Malik you may kiss your bride.”
Zayn wasted no time quickly grabbed Rosaline and kissed her. Everyone they knew were there. Through out the years before the wedding Alexandra had offered Rosaline a modeling job which Rosaline accepted. While Zayn went off on tour she would model for a few fashion shows and model for fashion magazines. Then she would join Zayn and finish the tour by his side.
The fans had loved Rosaline they saw that she was a very kind hearted girl, but of course there were some who did not like her, but she stood by Zayn's said no matter what. This was a very special moment for both of them. Marriage was their way of sealing their love forever and always.
-Rosaline's POV:
I looked up at the sky as we exited the church and for a moment I felt my parents looking down at me and feeling proud of how happy I was. I then turned to look at my husband, Zayn Malik, the man who had swore to stay by my side until death due us apart. I stared at him and realized that I would be seeing him standing by my side and sleeping by my side for the rest of my life and I couldn't be any happier.
I look back and I ask myself when did things change for me, was it at the masquerade party or at that airport. No everything changed the minute Zayn walked through the doors of the coffee shop for the first time. Our lives were so different before we met and we slowly changed one another.
No matter how hard we try... we will all suffer in the end.
But guess what.. not in my story, at least not anymore. No more suffering.
-Two years Later
Zayn had a worried look on his face as we waited for the doctor. Zayn keeps telling me that things are going to be alright but I can't help but panic, last time I was at a hospital I had received bad news.
The doctor finally entered the room carrying the test results, he put his glasses on and read the paper.
“Mr. and Mrs. Malik congratulations you are going to be parents, Rosaline you are pregnant.”
The End.
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