𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 | z.m. #MissionDesi

Chapter 40

[A/N: This story is a pure work of fiction, none of the incidents are true.. so we have some things to assume..

1. Gigi is not pregnant (No hate to her, I absolutely adore ZiGi and I'm happy for them)

Edit: I literally sobbed that day.. Our baby has a baby girl now.

2. Corona never happened.

Enjoy!]

23 July 2020 (Present)

I stopped the car to the side of the road as the memories flooded past my brain, making my vision blur with tears. Those years of my life were the most haunting, I could never forget them. They still haunt me. My wounds never healed, no matter how much everyone tried, no matter how much I tried. It was like somewhere deep inside me, I didn't wanted them to heal.

I flinched as my phone buzzed, indicating a call. I answered it quickly as I couldn't see the caller ID clearly.

"Hello?" I said.

"Aishu? You are coming, right?" Alia asked. I rolled my eyes. Why was everyone so unsure with me coming to the party?

"Yea I guess.." I said unsure, then mentally facepalmed.

"Aisha, What's the matter?" She asked, as if she could see me right now. I talked out everything with my family after I returned to India in 2016. They were shocked, even they didn't expect Rohan to do this. How did I manage to go back? Well, that's another story.

"What do you mean by I guess? You are coming !!" She exclaimed.

"Alia, I'm facing all of them after five years! What do you except? And above all, I'm not ready to face Zayn.." I trailed off. There was no response.

"He's not coming.." She answered after a while of silence. I bit my lip nervously. He left the band in 2015. Things between him and the boys were good at the start, but then it kinda messed up.

"Are you sure?" I asked in a low voice. I didn't knew if I was relieved about it, or sad. As bad as I wanted to see him, I was scared to see him. I haven't seen or talked to anyone, except Waliyah and Liam after I moved in with Rohan.

She hummed in response. "Yea.. Now come fast. You know why we're meeting early, right?" She asked. I nervously gulped the lump in my throat.

"Yea.. I.. I'll be there.." I said and ended the call.

I took a deep breath and started the car again, ready to drive to the venue. It's the 10th anniversary of One Direction. And there's a party for some of the fans, friends and crew members. Just a small friendly reunion, in which Liam and Alia literally dragged me.

My heart started banging against my rib-cage as I saw the venue. I've never been so scared. I was going to meet the people to whom I lied, five years ago, and then just disappeared. No contact, nothing. I wasn't even in contact on my social media. Social media.. that was the most horrifying thing after our break up, and after Zayn left the band. Almost everyone thought I was the reason he left. I swear I didn't knew anything about this, even I was shocked after finding out. But again, I am a trouble, maybe I really was the reason..

I took deep breaths to control my breathing. Today, we had decided to catch up on everything that happened. I was scared to tell them. Especially Harry, he was like my cheeky little brother, and I knew he was still angry on me.

After trying to take control over my mixed emotions, I opened the car's door and stepped out. I walked towards the building, my heartbeat still racing. I stopped dead in my track as I spotted a guy with short brown hair at some distance, talking to someone on the phone. If I wasn't wrong, that was Harry.