The Place To Lose Your Fears *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER 26

Do you like Zayn's shoes? I'm in love with heels, I think it's a necessity. All of my queens wear them! Nicki Minaj (Damn, those hips!), Lady Gaga (Love your passion and support for the LGBTQ+ community), Kim Chi (You are a TOTAL slay queen!), etc.

CHAPTER 26

<<Zayn's POV>>

<<Two Weeks Later>>

Aboot two weeks later, after Liam's passing, we're going to have our wedding! It was going the time o' me life. We had a very simple, and small wedding. Niall didn't want people to recognize me yet as being 'a fag' as some o' the people called it. According to Niall, his parliament o' nobles discussed this. The statistics showed that even though homosexual marriage was allowed, many people were disgusted by the fact. So Niall was very wary and decided to keep it a secret, until people were more accepting.

But the day has arrived! Safaa took off her mourning cloak and now had a beautiful floor-length, loose green dress. she wore a matching headscarf, tucked with some amaryllis. She was both the flower-gir. She held a bucket o' dark red roses and scattered them around. We used the garden for our ceremony. Marquess John was to blessed the marriage as the archbishop condemned us when we requested. Harry did me makeup and made sure that I was completely clean-shaven.

I was in a tight, silk coat that Harry called a blazer. I chose it because it showed all o' the curves o' me sleek body. I had a corset underneath and harry said it made me rear look bigger, which he said Niall would love. I wore a pair o' grey tights that showed every curve o' me legs. I wanted white, but Harry said I would look too much like a whore because white was too translucent. I wore black, lacy stiletto heels (That's what marchioness called them). My hair was styled into what's called a quiff. I was lightly misted with perfume. I looked in the mirror and I looked glorious. My skin was a creamy caramel texture from the makeup and my lashes were as black as a raven. My brows were immaculately plucked to perfection. I had no liner because me lashes would've blocked them, but a hint o' blue eyeshadow was barley noticeable. Belladonna eyedrops were no longer as popular and Crystal warned us that it's dangerous.

The shoes were designed by Harry and he had them specially made. I felt as if I was all ready. I looked at me engagement ring and took it off. It had been aboot three weeks since I first placed it on me hand, but I was ready for a permanent ring. O' course, I'll still wear the engagement ring. I placed the sapphire ring in me pocket and patted it. The marchioness placed a mesh veil with a peony flower crown on me head. Peonies meant 'happy marriage.'

"It's time!" squealed Nona.

I supposed she's gonna be a mother-in-law figure in me life so I should call her by that. I walked out with not me father, but with Nona, I carried a bouquet o' lotuses meaning rebirth and roses, pink and white. The white one meant I'm pure and worth Niall while the pink one meant happiness. There was no other father figures in me life. Nobody could ever replace the great Count Yaser Malik. When Niall looked at me, his cute smile quickly ballooned into a huge grin. He had a single peony tucked into his elegant silken, black and green suit. He had a youthful expression. He had a crown of gold and rubies. Safaa stood next to him, with her flower girl basket empty, flowers scattered everywhere.

Harry stood next ta Niall, hands over his crotch, hair neatly tucked. Johanna, Mr. Carrisford, Crystal, Karen, Paul, Richard and a few others sat on chairs set out, all in their neatest clothes. Louis, me best man, stood on the other side o' Niall, in front o' white trellises covered with ivy. I smiled with me head held high, as I strode doon the aisle ta me love o' me life, arms linked with Nona. Marquess John looked at the both o' us and he recited he ancient vows.

"I love ye," Niall whispered as John was reading off a piece o' paper

"Me too," I said, squirming uncomfortably

"Ye don't need that," Niall whispered and bent doon and took off me shoes. "Remember, ye told me that yer father did this at his weddin'?" Niall reminded, I nodded.

"Yes, I do," John stopped reciting and looked at us and then continued, he probably thought we were ahead o' ourselves. I remembered back when me father said that ta Lady Trisha, back when she was still a golddigger, but also very youthful. Back before Waliyah and Doniya were spoiled bitches. Back when I loved Niall.

"Everything comes back to you." Niall whispered, holding me hands. Then we said our vows, Niall pulled back me veil and kissed me. Finally! I reached it! I made it, back to the place I knew I was loved. Niall slid a gold ring, with a diamond brighter than Polaris.

"Thank ye," was all I could say, after we inhaled.

"Welcome back, to the place to lose yer fears." Niall cooed. I smiled, blinking back tears.

Harry frowned and picked up me shoes. I'm sure he was disappointed that they were taken off.

Sorry this was short. I was planning to elaborate on the wedding, but I wanted this to be as purely happy as possible. I think this is the last chapter, minus the epilogue, unless you wanted another or for me to elaborate!

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PS, should I make chapter 6.5 and 19.5 public and rate this story mature or keep them private?

Question: How many of you have actually read chapter 6.5 and 19.5? I wanna take a poll.

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