Zayn's POV
"ZAYN!" I hear Niall yell, stomping down the hallway.
"Don't you look fabulous," I say while trying to muffle laughter.
"Don't you dare, Malik. Care to explain why I'm dressed in this?" He fumes.
"I didn't pick out the outfits , Harry and Liam did."
"I'm not wearing this." He takes off his pink frilly dress and throws it on the ground.
"Well now, you just look awful."
"I'll go out there like this." He threatens.
"Calm down, Cinderella." Liam says entering the room. "Here's your suit."
Niall mumbles a 'thanks' and walks out of the room to get dressed.
"I can't believe we got that sized for him." I shake my head.
"It was worth it." Liam says.
Harrys POV
"You got his family to come?" Niall asks bewildered.
"Yeah."
"When?"
"The day I said I was going to your house." I explain.
"Where are you going?"
"Niall and Liam's." I answer Zayn.
"Ok. Love you." He gives me a kiss and I walk out the door.
I get to the outskirts of town and look down to my phone to see where I'm going.
Oh, they are only in the next town over.
I walk the short distance and find myself in front of a decent house.
It takes almost all of my confidence to knock on the door.
A girl who looks to be 15 opens the door. Definitely Zayn's sister, they have identical eyes.
"Who are you?" She asks.
"My name is Harry and I know about your brother." I explain.
"One moment." She turns around. "MOM! The guy at the door knows about Zayn."
A women walks over and invites me in. She get hers the rest if the family and we all sit at the dining room table.
"What do you know about our son?" A man who must be Zayn's father asks.
"Well, funny story." I hesitate. "Him and I are getting married in two weeks and I'd like you to surprise him at the wedding."
All of their faces show a different form of shock.
"Yes! Yes, of course." His mom says. I explain the rest of the story as to how we met, excluding the whole cannibal thing, and tell them about the wedding.
Before everyone goes I find a spot where I can see Zayn but he can't see me, then everything is in motion.
Liam and Niall go first and Zayn just smiles at them.
Then Waliyha and Doniya go next, each in a lavender dress.
Zayn's mouth hangs open in shock and then he smiles more than before.
His parents go next and he shuts his mouth and looks ready to cry.
Then I go and he is silently crying.
"Must be special, I've only seen you cry twice." I tell him when I make it up to him.
"When was the second time?"
"Don't you remember when I got myself kidnapped and you cried while untying me?" He rolls his eyes.
"Stop talking and get on with it, I want to get away from this side of the wedding." Niall says, referring to standing on my side opposed to Zayn's.
I don't bother listening until the vows start.
"Harry, when I first met you I hated you. But now I can honestly say I love you. You got yourself kidnapped to come help me, you almost got killed by my two idiots I call best friends, and you stayed when you saw every tally mark on my wall. You have stayed with me through everything and never once doubted me. Hell, you even went to the lengths to get my family to come. I can't say there is anyone else I'd rather spend the rest if my life with."
Well damn.
"Between you and I, I'm glad you almost ate me that one day after school." I whisper before starting my vows. "After a really bad day at school I went into the woods behind my house to get away. You came running towards me and when I stepped back, you ran into a tree. You weren't too fond of me, but as time went on you were there when I needed someone. When my step dad hit me I came running to your house. Your first question was 'Why did you knock?' I never got the chance to answer because as soon as you saw me you pulled me into the house and threatened to kill him. You almost beat the shit out of your best friends because they attacked me. You were there to protect me when Vincent ' s dad tried to kill me. Pretty much, anytime I was in a situation and needed a savior you were there. And for that I will continue to stay with you."
Then the rest of the wedding went on.
~~Three years later... they live in a city now~~
"Zayn! Hurry up and get Emma ready. She's gonna be late." I yell.
She has been going to school for three years now you'd think he could get our daughter ready.
"Daddy." Emma yawns walking into the room.
"What sweetheart?"
"Can you braid my hair?"
"Yeah, go get dressed and come back down with a brush."
She comes back down fully dressed, with a brush in her hand.
When I am done Zayn finally walks down the stairs ready to go. We all get in the car and drive to school.
"Bye Dad." She kisses Zayn's cheek.
"Bye Daddy." She kisses my cheek and climbs out of the backseat. She skips into the school and talks to her friends she hasn't seen all summer.
"Where do you want to go?"
"To our old house." I reply.
We drive to my mom's house and walk the rest of the way.
When we arrive I lead him into the game room and he sits in the black bean bag chair. I sit in his lap and hold his hands. We just stare at the wall filled with telly marks.
"No more lines?" I ask.
"No more lines."
