Zerrie

Epilogue

Zayn's POV

I hear a voice. It seems as if It's my Wedding. "Zayn? Are you okay?" Perrie asks, in her wedding dress. "What the hell happened?" I say, feeling my forehead, still warm. "Well, I guess you were too nervous so you fainted." Perrie says, holding me up. "Can we continue?" The Priest says. "I'd like this to be over and done with." He gives us a rude stare. I roll my eyes and break the rules at a wedding. I feel Perrie's lips on mine for a while until I hear cheers of joy and laughter.

I'm still wondering while i'm at my table, What in the world was I dreaming about? The future? I hope not. I just can't Imagine Niall and Perrie=Nerrie a ship name. I shiver. I hold Perrie's hand tightly and she looks at me as if something is wrong. "Alright Zayn, what are you thinking about?" She says. "Nothing." I say.

"Alright." She says, still looking at me with a strange look. I try to hide it but she knows me to well.

"Tell me Zayn. What is it?" She says, holding my hand with both of hers.

"I think I read the future." I say, all crazy.

"Zayn. Don't a gullible child." Perrie says like my mother. "Your brain is trying to fool you. Of course i'm not going to have a baby with Niall." I widen my eyes. How does she know everything?!

I feel her Kiss lightly touch my cheek and goes to the bathroom.

"Hey Mate. How does it feel being a husband and soon, a father?" Niall says, walking towards me at the corner of my eye.

"It feels, strange." I say, trying to overpower my voice from the music. "And Niall, if I die early, please don't have a child with Perrie."

"Okay?" He says.

"Ah. We're going to the beach tomorrow. Want to come?" Harry says, scaring me from the back.

"Um, actually guys, I think I'm gonna go with Perrie tomorrow. Have fun though." I say, with a smile.

They all look at each other and shrug.

"Whatever you say groom." Liam says, going for the dance floor.

I roll my eyes with a little snicker.

"I'm back." Perrie says, holding my hand like she's never going to let go.

"Um, can I ask you something, in private, without the press around?" Perrie says, grabbing my hand.

I think I know what she's going to ask.

I nod and with surprise, takes me to a private place.

"Listen, I know you might not approve of this but, Can we have a child?" Perrie says, looking down.

I knew it was coming the moment she asked.

"Um, Sure, I guess." I say awkwardly.

"I mean, if you don't want-"

"No no, We can have a child." I say, interrupting her.

"Okay. Perrie smiles with delight and I feel her lips on mine.

I can taste that chocolate cake.

She skips away happily.

Here we go again.

I see us holding hands, looking at the sunset.

*6 years later*

Sure, I thought I would be dead by now but, My brain can fool me. I have a 5 year old daughter named Zerrie, A 2 year old son named Marcel and a pregnant wife with a little girl. Perrie is still cheerful her, We split up and went solo but, we are still friends. We live in California and me and Perrie are a happy couple like I imagined. The family I wanted. The life I wished for. The Wife I needed. Everything was perfect. Like my relationship, Zerrie forever.