Epilogue

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One Month After Finley, Steph, and... yeah... Left

ZAYN'S POV

"C'mon, Zayn. Niall has Amy and you need to find someone. Well, Niall has Amy as a friend, but even I don't know.  At least go to Starbuck's. We've run out of TAZO and coffee beans." BEEP.

Liam left the message an hour ago. I had dragged my sorry bum off of Louis' couch and left for the local Starbuck's.

The rainy day matched my mood. Even though my girl had left a month ago, I still miss her terribly. Even the media noticed something was wrong. I picked up a PEOPLE mag and read one of the small stories. "ZAYN MALIK LOVE SICK?" I sighed and put it back down.

"Here's your drink. Have a nice day." The over excited barista handed me my tea and left with a half-hearted curve of the mouth from me. I turned and immediately crashed into someone.

A very cute someone.

"OHMIGOSH, I AM SO SORRY!" The blondie girl yell-whispered as she bent to pick up my spilled drink.

"No, it's my fault. I wasn't looking." I bent down to pick up her own hat that had slipped off her head.

"Here's your cup. Oh, and my lucky bowler hat. Thanks. Maybe I could pay you back for your drink." She shyly said.

"I think I would like that. Here, how about you give me your digits and I'll call you to set something up." We exchanged numbers. She didn't flinch when I told her my name. She just smiled. Huh, ok.

"Oh, I never caught your name." I called after her as she left.

"Perrie. Perrie Edwards." She replied with a smirk and wave.

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