Beautifully Ruined [Zarry] *Under Editing*

Chapter Twenty The Epilogue

No big authors note here, but if you can please read the one at the end of the chapter. -Nia

2 years later...

Zayn's Pov

After Harry had owned up to cheating on me, he devoted the six months after it making it up to me in endless ways. Even though I forgave him I didn't trust him on the same level as before- which he knew, but he still wanted to make up for it along with gaining my trust back. Which he did.

I think since then our relationship is stronger. In the past two years we've had together there had been the slip ups- not cheating, we set a ground rule that we'd always be honest and truthful or don't even bother anymore. Which to me has been working quite well. We've had our fair share of arguements; none have been to big to have them last over a month or two. 

Three months after I moved back to my home with Liam, Harry and I decided, our realtionship was stable enough (yes I know I didn't fully trust him until six months-he was fine with it anyways, and never ends to tell me he's sorry) for me to just move in with him. We had talked it over with Liam who was a bit hesitant at first but both he and I knew I was old enough to make my own choices.

 Months later when I had gone with Harry and Max to get the last of my stuff, Louis' items had been all over the house. Liam claimed after I left Louis just walked in with more stuff each day, where Louis on the other hand had said Liam invited him because he was lonely being in the house without me. 

I thought nothing of it because they were dating and if it ment it was their best chance at a little privacy I wasn't going to stand in the way of it, and even if I tried I don't think I could. I have my own realtionship to enjoy myself in.

Max and Charity had moved in with us because Anna had decided that she didn't want to be a 'mom' anymore. Just randomly out of the blue. She couldn't deal with having a child who was 'sick' along with and infant. Harry and I gladly too them in. He wanted to take it to a court to have full costody of them but I talked him out of it because she might've just needed a break- she has them more often than Harry does so I don't fully blame her for wanting a break.

The old guest room I had stay in had become Chairty's room while Max already had his room there. Anna had moved away to another country. I can't recall if it was some place in Europe or America. I can't be bothered to care anyways.

I wasn't going to be like not my baby not my problem because they were my boyfriends babies and I cared about them likie they were my own. It's amazing to be around the kids all the time, Charity is just a ball of sunshine and love, and Max is less shy than he was when I had first met him. I think they both have gotten used to me seeing as I was always around now. Both of them had started school and Harry and I couldn't have been more relived. 

Both kids had came home after their first day of school ranting about how different it was. Charity and how she missed daddy and myself. For Max it was older girls kept pinching on hiss cheeks and calling him a cutie. Even if when we told him it was a good thing he complianed on how girls were icky and boys were cool. I don't think Harry thought anything of it so I didn't either. It's normal for little boys to think girls are icky until puberty and so on. Right?

I had most of my stuff in boxes, like my books and photo albums along with other stuff I'm sure is important. Most of my clothes had gotten mixed up and in with Harry over the years, at first we kept it as if this was mine I'd be using it and it was his he'd be using it. We got to lazy to actually keep on it and mixed then up carelessly. It's now if you like it and it fits well wear it. No problem.

I had started univerity a year after everything (When I was nineteen) and I was now on my second year(meaning I was twenty). I was studying business and marketing products but I also had my fall back subject was English. My second choice being I didn't really want to be a teacher(if I majored in English) for like sixty-something years?. I have two kids at home who weren't even mine-even though I loved them as if they were- it was enough.