Please Don't Go - Ziam

Chapter 32.

Authors note-

Guys, this is the end! :( Thank you loads to those who commented and voted, and for those who enjoyed reading my story. It is much appreciated. I'm working on another bromance, Ziall this time. It will be less tense, less drama and more happiness yay. :D I felt really motivated when, for one of the first trys, there was quite a lot of reads for this. For some, it might not be that much, but for me, an amateur writer, that is really something. Thank you, I love you <3

The next story would be out a little later, I have schoolwork to do! (: Stay safe and comment! :D

Till then,

---Sasha xx

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Ahh, it feels great to be back again. To be able to feel the soft ground with my feet, no more flying technology. To hear the sounds of birds chirping and admire the fluffy clouds that had always been above me before I was on them. To see the lovely sight of my neighbourhood, with land houses lined side by side, the main road in the middle. Sniffing in a breath of fresh air, shielding my eyes from the Sun. All these great things I have been waiting to see again. But most importantly, I came down,

For Liam.

Behold, the Bradford Bad Boi had returned from his grave and into the reality world to haunt your souls. Just kidding, I was really just here for Liam. How I got back down here? Let's say I pleaded and begged to the angels to let me see Liam once again because I missed him so. You have no idea what I had to go through. Pshh. Well the angels gave me a specific time to return; at twelve. Which means I have only an hour to find him. Ack! He could be anywhere. Imagine how hopeless he must've felt.... Dear, dear Liam. I'm here to find you, don't worry...

Although no one can see me beause I'm already another being in the afterlife, Liam needs to know that I am here for him. He might not notice me or feel me, but he just needs to remember me while I'm there. Liam, I am on my way. I still love you, Liam.

Liam likes flowers. So I got some for him, I kind of picked them freshly off in one of those gardens. I'll leave the flowers at his doorstep. Hm. Maybe I'll just put it in front of him. Yeah, that would be better.

I set off to look for my darling Liam.

Liam POV

I watched silently as the couple outside my dressing room window teased and hugged each other so lovingly. They reminded me of Zayn and I, those beautiful times. Oh, if we could only turn back time, my friend. They sat down on the bench and the girl laid her head on his shoulders, him wrapping his arms around her. Zayn....

I was brought out of my daze when there was a loud knock on my door.

"Liam, hurry up! You'll have to be down in 5 minutes!" a feminine voice called. I could tell it was Eleanor, my female stylist for the day. I looked at my watch. 11.45 am. Oh gosh. I'll be late if I don't hurry up. I took one last look at the mirror, straightened my bowtie, and left the room. I walked past stylists and all other people who had the right to be in the hall. I went out to where the wedding was to be held, in the beautiful green garden. Many chairs with white cloth draped over were alined perfectly, with not one jutting out from the line. Red ribbons were tied around the cloth and chair to secure the whole thing together. A path was made for the couple to walk, complete with a red carpet. An arch was placed in the dead middle, with flowers and vines twirled around it. The arch was made of wood, to give it more a garden-based scene. Wow. Absolutely amazing. So breath-taking. I salute everyone that helped contribute to make this happen. The reciter (I have no idea you call them) was already waiting for me under the arch. He smiled and beckoned me to come forward to him. I did so while enjoying the cool breeze and flower-scented air.

One by one, guests came to take a seat and awaited for our wedding to really start. How nervous I felt. The seats soon got filled up and the marriage music started to play. "Ten ten ten teeeen. Ten ten ten teeen..." it sounded. Oh my gosh. Is it me or do I feel terrified. I'm suddenly not sure about this. I heard the doors of the hall behind us swing open. I turned back and waited for my love partner to come into view.

"Ten ten ten teeennn...."

My life partner, Niall, came into sight. Wow he looked smexy. Was he even allowed to look like that? But I didn't mind one bit. He wore a tux like me, but he did not fix his bow. Instead, he left it hanging really loosely around his neck, along with a few unbuttoned buttons on his white collared shirt. His hair was sex hair, here , there, everywhere. Wow. As he walked into the garden and into the attention of others, he gave me a soft smile which only I could notice. Dear me.

I'm really confused now. I admire two people a lot. Niall and Zayn. Zayn is gone....but here Niall is, waiting to be mine. My mind went spinning for a moment. I thought hard and short about this one, then finally made up my mind.

Zayn POV

What's that sound? Someone is getting married? The time. 11.55 am.

Liam, where are you?!

Wait. Is that Liam I see? Standing under the arch. My excellent eyesight led me to see what's really going on. I rushed behind the tree close to the hall or whatever you call it, clutching the flowers tightly in case the got blown away by the strong wind. It was quite a distance from the wedding chapel, but from here... I could make out it was Liam. Oh Liam you look as attravtive as ever. I wonder who made him stand under the sun like that. Louis and Harry are seated in the front row. They stared each so lovingly. I guess they got out if the closet together huh? How I missed all of them so much. Other guests... And who's that walking...? Niall! Wait. He walked slowly to the beat of the tune. Wait isn't that what brides should do. Liam was there, standing with his back turned. Niall was there walking, with another man, their arms linked. Could this be... LIAM WAS TO MARRY....NIALL?!?!

Third Person POV

Zayn's heart felt pain just at the thought of it. He wished that what he thought would be a misunderstanding. He wished he was dreaming, but sadly, he wasn't. Zayn watched as Niall went up the chapel. Zayn cried. He observed as Liam and Niall held hands. Zayn broke. The reciter said some words, then asked "Will you, Niall James Horan, take Liam James Payne to be your lovely wedded husband?"

"I do."

"And do you, Liam James Payne, take Niall James Horan, to be your lovely wedded...husband?"

Zayn dreaded to hear what Liam was going to say.

Liam stayed mute for a second or two.

"I...."

Liam seemed like he was nervous about something. Please say no...., Zayn thought.

"I....... I do."

There, he finally said it. Zayn broke down, hand over his chest. He still had feelings. Those feelings which would last for eternity.

"You may now kiss."

As the sentence was said, Niall and Liam looked at each other and leaned in, closing the gap between them. They were now officially married.

Zayn fell to the floor. He was too hurt that he could barely stand. He still loved Liam in all ways, but now, Liam has moved on. Moved on with one of his best friends, Niall James Horan.

Zayn had to accept this.

He lifted his head, to watch the couple get pictures taken with guests. They looked so happy. But no matter what, Zayn would always love Liam.

The clock in the hall struck twelve. It was time for Zayn to go.

He shed one last tear before saying,

"Goodbye Liam. May you and Niall last forever."

With that, Zayn became sparkly and translucent. As seconds go by, Zayn became less opaque, and finally, pieces of Zayn floated magically into the sky, returning home, leaving behind his flowers of love.

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As the wedding ended, Niall and Liam went back into the hall to change. Liam spotted something on the ground near the tree. He told Niall to go ahead, while he went over only to spot flowers. He picked them up and smelt it. Oh, such a nice fragrant, he thought. But something about it was so unique, so special, like as though he had ever smelt it before...

They had a scent like Zayn's.