It Started in Disneyland - One Direction Fan Fiction

Epilogue One

Okay guys, I am SO sorry for how long it took me to write this, but I hope its worth it, because this is like the longest part, about 4 chapters length!

Ed Sheeran song on the side, play it when you read lyrics!

Anyways, enjoy the epilogue, I hope it doesn't make you guys too sad whaaaaat? :3

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Epilogue 1;

In two years, a lot has changed for Abby, Lina, Ella and One Direction. The three girls moved to England for university, and are now twenty years old. They live together in an apartment not far from the uni, about an hour out of London. Abby now works in a cupcake shop in the area, Lina works as a salon assistant, and Ella works as a part-time drama teacher. Abby is currently in a recent relationship with a guy named Matt, they’ve been together a few months now. Lina has been with her boyfriend Chris for almost a year now. Ella is single, but dates every now and then; she wore Niall’s wedding ring on a chain. It was hard for them, as they heard a lot about the boys in England, but they constantly reminded themselves of why they left them.

As for the boys, they’ve done really well. They’ve done a world tour and made several new singles. Harry and Louis have dealt with their relationship well, and are still together. They received hate every so often, but brushed it off. They found out that their marriage in Vegas was in fact legal, and they were actually married, but didn’t complain once. Zayn was currently in a relationship; Liam and Niall were both single. Simoné had stayed in Australia with Ashton. They were married and had a son.

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Abby’s POV;

2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12... I counted, placing the cupcakes in the display window. I looked around the small cupcake shop, I really loved working here. I turned to go into the kitchen, grabbing more cupcakes for the window. 

“Daniela, where are the red velvets?” I called out. It was only Daniela and I here today. We were fairly close, she knew about the boys.

“By the sink,” she called back. I looked and spotted them, at the same time, I heard the tinkling of door-bell. I walked out, pushing the kitchen door open with my back. I turned and saw someone standing by the displays. Someone very familiar. Oh, god, no. I turned and ran back into the kitchen. What the hell was Zayn doing here?!

“Daniela! I need you to take this customer!” I called as quietly as I could.

“I’m on break, you do it,” Daniela called back.

“No, no, no, Daniela, I can’t, you have to do it,” I called back. 

“I am on break, Abby, just take the customer, what’s the big deal?” she said from the office.

I groaned and walked out, putting the biggest fake smile on my face, “Hello, welcome to the Caroline’s, how can I help you?” I said, suppressing the strange feeling that I was feeling in my stomach. I had no idea what it was, but it was an awkward feeling.

When he looked up, it was almost in slow motion, I saw every little emotion. First he had a small smile on his face, then it was the wide-eyes as he took in that I was here, then the smile fell a little, before it was quickly replaced with one just as fake as mine.