Chapter 9

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<3rd Last Chapter :II>

Zayn woke up to someone crying beside him, he look up to see Anabia crying hard. As their eyes meet Anabia quickly hugs Zayn and sobs in his neck. Zayn gets worried and questions her

"What happened Bia? Are u fine?" Zayn asked worriedly.

"I am so sorry Zayn! I am so so so Sorry! You were right I don't know! I don't know about nothing! But now I know about everything!" Bia cried out at Zayn who's eyes now widened.

"Yo..ou k..n..ow..w?" Zayn stuttered.

"Yes!" Anabia said sadly. Tears poured out of Zayn's eyes. He hugged Anabia and she again felt those sparks in her body.

"It was all my fault Bia!" Zayn blamed himself. Anabia pulled apart and made him look in her eyes. Oh how beautiful they were Zayn thought.

"No! It wasn't!" Bia told him. "Zayn it was Fate and fate can not be questioned, changed or be taken blame of. Please don't blame yourself of something you have no hand in. Zayn its all God's doing. It was Molly's fate that she had to die. Why don't you see the good in it? That she died after living. Louis told me that when you met she said that now she could die in ease and pleasure, so look you weren't the reason for her death, you were the reason of her ease and pleasure" Anabia's words seemed to have a very major impact on Zayn as he sat there and thought about everything she said. She was right and he knew that.

"Look Zayn I know that letting go of something or someone can be one of the hardest things in life But at the same time it can be one of the most powerful and liberating things too. I still remember how I felt when my mom died. It was like I lost the anchor of my boat but Allah Pak guided me. He told me to stand up and move on and make my mom proud. Do you think that Molly would've liked if she saw you in this state?" Anabia asked. Zayn shook his head. "So why are you doing this Zayn? You're not just hurting yourself but also the ones around you and especially Molly. Zayn I know most of us think that holding on to something makes you strong but the actual strength is to let go of the hurt and keep up with the memories. Please Zayn come back! We all want that true, genuine and loving Zayn not the shattered, hurt or brken one! Please come back!" Anabia pleaded Zayn as her tears flowed hard and fast. Zayn didn't say anything, he just sat there emotion less.

"Stop acting as if life is a rehearsal. Live this day as if it were your last. The past is over and gone. The future is not guaranteed" came Louis' voice from behind them as he walked towards them and sat next to Bia in front of Zayn "Wayne Dyer says that" he chuckled so did Zayn and Bia.

"Well you didn't say that, it was sure!" Zayn chuckled.

"Holding on is believing that there's only a past; letting go is knowing that there's a future" Harry's rock solid voice boomed in the shallow room.

"Just remember, when you should grab something, grab it; when you should let go, let go just like food, when you want Nandos, you ought to get it and when you feel like you've eaten so lot much dump it" Niall's Irish accent creamed the atmosphere.

"Letting go doesn't mean that you don't care about someone anymore. It's just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself. Remember her but as a memory Zayn." Liam's figure appeared in the room.

"There's an important difference between giving up and letting go. Letting go requires understanding and giving up means to lose without playing. No one is saying you to give up on Molly Zayn, all we ask of you is to make her a memory nothing more, nothing less" Lorraine advised him with her wise words.

Anabia stood up from beside Louis and took his hand. She went and stood with the other six.

"Zayn today we all stand in front of you to support you because we love you and have a special place for you in our hearts. Today you have to let go of the blame you take upon yourself and stand with the ones who love you. If not for us then do it for the trillions of fans who look up at you as their idol, their inspiration and most of all their motivation. Zayn Jawwad Malik what example are you setting for those who see you as a incentive that never let go of a bad past and to never move on?" Anabia questioned Zayn "You are teaching them to cry in their beds and let their anger out not control it?" Anabia continued bombarding questions at him "Are you instructing them to be weak and vulnerable?"

Zayn seemed to be a little angered as he stood up and pinned Anabia to the wall. The others didn't do anything because anabia motioned them to say back.

"You need to know that all the fakeness I show is so that I can set a good example for them; those who look up to me. I cry sometimes in front of them to let them know that crying doesn't make anyone look weak; it's actually the specialty of a strong person. I show them how to turn serious problems in jokes so that they can be all positive and can laugh negativity off!" Zayn told Anabia.

"Oh really and what about you yourself doing the opposite?" Anabia again questions.

"Its my life and you're no one to question it!" Zayn screamed in Anabia's face. That comment was enough to shatter Anabia completely.

"You're correct I am no one!" Anabia said to him as tears streamed down her tanned face.

She ran out of the apartment and out of the building. Zayn realized what he said as soon as Anabia ran out of the apartment.

"Oh My God!" Liam exclaimed as he went after Anabia.

"Oh Shit!" Zayn cursed as he ran after him too.

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