Rest In Peace (Doublesided sequel)

Prologue

(This is the last chapter of Doublesided just for a little context)

I sat down on one side of the table, as Zayn sat on the other,

” so how are you”, Zayn asked once I was settled.

” Fine”, I answered bluntly, I still don’t think he understood why I was mad,

” what’s wrong, Nialler”,

” I don’t know, maybe it’s how you never at least apologized”.

He sat in quietly with a hurt expression, realizing the he indeed, never apologized for cheating on me.

” May I take your drinks please” Josh, the waiter, asked,” yeah, I’ll have a lemonade, thank you”, he turned to Zayn, who wasn’t paying attention,

” oh, sorry, I’ll have whatever he is having”, he replied simply. Josh left and Zayn opened his mouth, as if trying to form a sentence,

” Niall”, he started,

” I am so sorry, for everything that I have ever done to you, not just cheating, but everything at school too. I know you felt like I was ashamed of you, but that’s over now, I never was, and never will be. You are beautiful, Ni, I love you, and all I could ever ask for from you is to love me back”.

A tear slipped down from my cheek,

” Zayn-“,

” okay here are your drinks, have you decided what you want to order”, Liam, the waiter, interrupted.” um, I’ll have the 3 mild wings”, I answered,” and I’ll have the veggie pita”, Zayn replied.

” Okay thanks guys, I’ll have it right out for you”, Liam confirmed, we both nodded and he was off.

” Zayn, I’ve always loved you back, it’s not a hard thing to do”, I chuckled.” Ever since the day we accidentally touched trying to pick up the same paintbrush, up until now and beyond, I have and always will love you. I didn’t mean to ignore you all of this time though, I just was angry and I felt like you didn’t want me, so I acted like I didn’t want you”, I admitted honestly.

” Ni, I have never felt like I didn’t want you. One, because that’s objectifying you, and two, I love you Niall; I never stopped loving you”, the tears at this point were flowing down my cheeks, but they were happy tears.

” Okay here are you mea-, oh gosh, Ni, are you okay”, Liam asked, interrupting himself.

” Wonderful”, was all I muttered and Liam placed the food on the table,

” okay, well, enjoy your meal”, he said as he walked away. Zayn had been staring into my teary eyes lovingly for a while now, instantly, my body was commanded to stand, and apparently, so was his.

We stood face to face, as our arms rested at their once familiar positions,” I’ve missed you Ni”, I started closing the distance between us.

” I’ve missed you too Zaynie”, his lips were so familiar, yet so foreign; nevertheless, they were what I had been missing. Suddenly a deep voiced comment was slung, most likely towards us,

” SIT THE FUCK DOWN YOU FAGS”, I disconnected my lips from Zayn’s in shock.

He was looking around the restaurant with narrowed eyes, then they locked on Peyton and his group of douchebags. He immediately started marching over to their table, I tugged on his arm trying to stop him- once again-, but there was no stopping him. I let go and watch in awe, as it looked like his nose hadn’t healed from last time yet; I thought he would’ve learned from that? Zayn gripped Peyton’s shirt and raised his fist,

” what’s so wrong with being a fag”, a female voice said behind us. She stood up and walked over to stand next to Zayn and I to look down at Petyon, a petite quiet woman followed behind her.

” If you have a problem with these guys, you have a problem with us too”, she motioned to the two of them standing there. She was quite big and muscular, so either Peyton was really cocky, or really dumb.

” I do have a problem with you”, he shot at her,

” what about me”, a random guy yelled, which started a domino effect. People stood yelling the same thing at him, some probably not even gay, because eventually the whole restaurant was standing up.

” What about us”, I heard Liam say behind us, he held Josh’s hand tightly, tears in both of their eyes.

” Okay whatever, all of you are fags, fuck you all”, Peyton said walking out of the restaurant, Zayn looked to me

,” Ni I’m sor-“,

” I love you”, I cut him off. I kissed him, as was almost everyone doing anyway, kind of making it less special.

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"So, what time is the wedding tomorrow", Zayn asked taking off his tie,

" 7:30, why",

" just wanted to know how much time we have to spend here". I stripped of my red polo and tan chinos and laid on his giant plush bed,

" what’s with the tight underwear", he questioned as he took off his shirt.

" Harry picked them out", I said as we both laughed," okay then" he said taking off his pants and turning off the lamp.

He crawled into the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist, protectively, like how he used to.

" I’ve missed us", I admitted,

" I have too Nialler", he agreed," I forgot to give you something".

He stood up and went to turn the light," I might not look the best right now but-", he trailed off as he got on one knee,

" don’t freak out I’m not marrying you, yet", I got out of bed and looked at the ring in the velvet box; it was a golden band encrusted with black diamonds.

" It looks like you, yellow for your skin, black for your hair", he showed me his,

" yellow for your hair, green because your Irish",

" so you planned this", I questioned walking back to the bed." Maybe, but do you promise", he said flicking off the light once again and lying down,

" of course, and thank you, for everything".

" what do you mean", he asked," you’re the reason I’m alive, I’ve thought about suicide many times and attempted quite a bit, having lived with my father". He pulled me in closer, holding me tightly

," So, where do we go from here", he asked," do we start over, like, throw away the old book and start a new one". I shook slightly at the thought, throw away,

” no I think we should keep what we have going, like ending one series and starting a new one”. He nuzzled his head into my neck,

” a sequel”, he asked,” exactly that”, I confirmed,

” that sounds wonderful”.