Enna Sona [Ziam]

Three

Zayn was still frowning looking down at his hands. Time is ticking away fast. He will have to go down stairs any minute now. Is it just him or is his kurta's collar suddenly getting tighter? Maybe he shouldn't sit down. Yeah. Walking is good. Pacing more like. Yeah, that's good. More blood rush to his body. Definitely good. He wants something to drink. Is there any 7up left in the bottle? He's cool. He doesn't need 7up. Maybe Cola?

"Bro, stop pacing, you're making me dizzy!"

Louis was not amused by Zayn's strange behavior. Yes the whole 'can't divorce' thing is worrisome. But there must be alternatives. They will think of something.

"Easy for you to say mate! You're not the one getting married to the biggest headache out there!"

Louis rolled his eyes.

"Honestly I don't get it. What's your problem with the guy? He's smart, hot And cute! Don't look at me like that. You know he is. And weren't you guys best of friends since you guys were in nappies? And then one day boom! India-Pak war! Lol! You guys are from India and Pakistan. Is it in your blood?"

Louis snickered. Zayn narrowed his eyes.

"Louis, the keyword is 'were.' Not anymore. Also, that's offensive mate! If anything I should team up with him to kick You in the ass since it's the British who created this whole misunderstanding between India and Pakistan! We were one bro! And then we weren't! But I don't have time to teach you our history. I think I'm gonna faint!"

Louis chuckled. Zayn was definitely being over dramatic.

"Mate-"

Knock knock

"Zaynie, are you ready beta? It's almost time!"

Trisha was at the door. And now Zayn was definitely going to faint.

"Yes Mumma T! Can't wait to try all the food!"

Louis jumped in excitement as he opened the door. Trisha gasped seeing her son. Zayn barely wore anything traditional. But when he did, he looked just like his Baba.

"Nazar na lage mere bacche ko!"

Trisha dabbed at the side of her eye and put the kaala teeka behind Zayn's ear. Zayn flinched away.

"Ammi yaar! Don't do that! Ew!"

Zayn tried rubbing the stain away only to get a soft hit from Trisha.

"Don't be such a child Zayn! You're getting married! Looking so handsome! There are hundreds of guests. I need to ward the evil eyes off!"

Zayn resisted rolling his eyes. He can't roll his eyes at her if he doesn't want to get hit again. And Louis will definitely announce the tragedy of the Dulha to the whole auditorium - The One Were Zayn Got Hit by Mumma T, Twice.

"Now come on! Kareena has gone to fetch Liam. You're not supposed to see each other until the ceremony is done. We need to get there before them. Louis, put the fairy lights away baby, I'll send them to you after the ceremony. You can play with it all you want. Hurry up!"

Louis blushed. He loved fairy lights. His house is full of them. It's a strange fascination for a guy who screams Tommo Way and ruins the sand castles his little sisters make. But that's Louis for you.

"Alright, let's get you married!"

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Liam was in a dilemma. Does he want to go pee or does he want to drink more water? If he drinks anymore water he will definitely need to pee. But he can't undo the dhoti and if he did with only 10 minutes left for the ceremony.. Let's just say Olivia is not cute when she's angry. Liam sighed for what felt like twenty-fifth time in the past 2 minutes.