Epilogue

Hazel's wedding dress and hairstyle at the side :)

PS: Don't get confused, please. It will all be explained at the end :) xxx -Kat

Epilogue:

Hazel POV:

Oh God.

"Harry, if you let me fall I will fucking tear your head off," I said through gritted teeth.

Harry smirked, giving me a cheeky look. He shrugged and I slapped his arm. I was wearing a pair of heels and I literally hated heels, so if I ended up walking bare footed or in a pair of flip flops for the ceremony after the wedding it wouldn't be much of a surprise to me. My feet were already aching and I have only been in them for ten minutes.

That must be some sort of record right?

Six months later after the proposal and here I am. In my wedding dress, clutching Harry's arm so that I won't fall, waiting impatiently behind closed doors knowing that Zayn was in fact behind those doors down the aisle. I knew people where anxiously and excited to see the bride.

"Okay, we're going out, Hazel you alright?" Eleanor asked, giving me a smile.

I gave her a shaky nod and the doors opened and she walked out and down the aisle. She was one of my maid of honour, and Gemma, Doniya and Waliyah were my bridesmaids. Safaa was the only flower girl and she was the first to go out, then Eleanor and after that Gemma, Doniya and Waliyah.

And after was me.

"Breath," Harry whispered as the doors opened and we started walking down the aisle.

I took in several deep breaths but when my eyes locked with Zayn's eyes, my heart stopped and I stopped breathing. I was surprised that I hadn't stopped in my tracks at his sight. He looked smart and gorgeous in his black suit, wearing a white bow and a tiny rose in the suit's blazer pocket.

I was wearing a strapless, dirty white dress. The part covering my chest was covered in tiny, sparkly diamonds and the torso was covered in a silk material that was slightly folded. The skirt part started from the hips downwards, flowing in waves, forming flower patterns. There was a ruffled flower stuck on one side of my hip. The dress hugged my figure perfectly, showing all the right curves without showing too much either. I was wearing a pearl bracelet that consisted of three bracelets that were stuck together. Zayn had given it to me around four months ago on my birthday. I wanted it to wear it for the wedding much to my designers complaints. I hadn't stopped wearing it since Zayn had given it to me and I didn't want to take it off for our wedding. I was wearing a pair of medium diamond earrings, my hair was curled into soft, loose ringlets and was pulled half way upwards forming a sort of messy bun in the middle. I had a few curls left loose on both sides of my face. Two flower clips were stuck to one side of my hair as an accessory.

I took the last few steps towards Zayn, never breaking eye contact. His eyes were slightly wide open when he saw me but instantly changed to looking at me softly and adoringly. He was smiling all the way and I couldn't stop myself from smiling like a goof at the sight of him. I forgot all the other people in the room that were looking at the both of us, I forgot that my friends were staring at me as well, I forgot that there were Zayn's parents in the room. I could hear Patricia's silent sobbing of happiness, her husband hushing her.

Who knew you would end up marrying Zayn? No one.

Harry and I stopped in front of Zayn. Harry gave me a slight kiss on my cheek, whispering 'You look amazing, love' in my ear before giving Zayn a knowing smile and walking next to Louis, Niall and Liam on Zayn's side.

I climbed up the two steps and Zayn instantly took hold of my hands, smiling at me.

The ceremony went quite fast in my opinion and if I could, I would rewind it and re-do it all over again without a millisecond of a thought! After the 'I Do' and 'You may now kiss the bride!' were over, Zayn pulled me towards him, locking our lips together.

**

"ATTENTION EVERYBODY!" Louis yelled into the microphone, making me cringe and look up at the idiot that was standing on the stage where a band had been previously playing. "Alright then! Let's get to the speeches, shall we now?"

I groaned, burying my face in Zayn's shoulder. I heard him chuckle and when I looked up again I noticed that Niall had joined Louis up on stage. Harry was sitting down in front of me and so was Liam. Eleanor was sitting down next to me, looking up at her idiotic fiance. They got engaged six months ago during Eleanor's birthday party.

"Around eight years ago a little girl moved to Bradford," Louis started off his speech and a smile instantly formed on my lips. "She left little Zaynie boy waiting out in the cold for her to get ready for school. I remember Zayn whining and cursing about it in the changing rooms before going to PE that day saying how angry and mad he was at her. If he could he would have killed her at that moment but he stayed patient-ish."

My eyes widened in shock, turning to look at Zayn. He was smiling sheepishly and I smacked him in his chest playfully.

"Sorry mate, but it's funny now thinking back about it," Louis replied, giving Zayn a smirk. "Any who, I remember another time where the two of them had to do this English project on how Shakespeare included all that shitty romance in his plays and I was stuck with them. Now, picture this in your head. A boy and a girl that can't stand each other, constantly bickering and insulting each other and little, innocent Louis between them. I had a huge headache when I got back at home and I had to rest for, like, a million years to make the headache go away. Then we took her to our secret hiding place were we forced her to jump from an ten storey building. I still can't figure out how she did that again a few months later. Senior prom sucked big time."

I breathed out heavily, remembering senior prom. Yeah, it sucked. Big time! But hey! If it wasn't for that night I would probably have spent the rest of summer with Chase and not with Zayn. And then probably Zayn and I would still be friends and nothing more. So, yeah it was an advantage.

"After that we had our XFactor audition and then we had the celebration party at Zayn's house. Conclusion of that, we all got drunk and they had s- OW! Niall!" Louis whined, giving Niall a death glare.

"You don't have to give everyone every single detail, idiot!" Niall replied rolling his eyes.

I chuckled, smiling. Zayn was looking at the two of them, slightly shaking his head.

"Any who!" Louis replied, pouting like a little child. "We got drunk that night. Then summer was welcomed from us with open arms. We probably went to the beach and hung out together more than we ever went to school in our entire lives, so yeah! We went to this sort of water park I think it was somewhere in West Yorkshire, aye?" he looked at Niall, as to confirming his guess. Niall shrugged, forgetting the place. "Anyway, we went to this water park and we somehow managed to slide down a slide, the six of us together with another friend of ours, so were seven in total. Anyway, the point of this water park story was that we somehow managed to break the bloody slide."

We all burst out laughing, remembering the 'accident'. It wasn't really an accident since the boys literally ran down the last part of the slide ending up in breaking the slide while Jesy and I had to somehow jump the broken part without slipping.

Louis mentioned more and more and more memories that we had during the summer of eight years ago.

"I need a glass of water! I'm tired of talking, I think I've been blabbing on for an hour!" Louis complained with a smile. "To end my long speech, I'd like to tell the happy couple congratulations! And hurry up with the babies, I want to become an uncle!"

He grinned and jumped off the stage. I felt Zayn's hand intertwine with mine and when I turned around to look at him, he gave me a smile and gave me a peck on the lips. He stood up, pulling me up with him.

"Will you dance with me?" he asked and I nodded.

We walked towards the middle of the dance floor and started slow dancing, along with the song that was being played. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, meeting at the back of his neck. I pulled him closer to me, kissing him.

I felt a slight jolt in my body, wincing in pain. I gritted my teeth together, pulling away from him. I clutched my stomach, looking down. I looked back up at Zayn, giving him a confused and scared look. He gave me a flat look, his arms loosely hung around my waist. I felt another jolt of pain and I let out a piercing scream, clutching onto Zayn's hands for help.

"Zayn, help," I croaked out, choking on my own breath.

He just stared at me and when I looked around the room for someone else's help, they were all frozen looking at me.

"Zayn!" I screamed in anger as fear and pain shot throughout my body. "Help me! Please!"

He gave me a sad smile, reaching out his hand to caress my face. "Hazel, you have to wake up!"

"What?" I croaked out, my eyes widening in anger. "I'm already awake! Just help me!"

I was screaming my head off, clutching my stomach in pain. Suddenly, I felt a sudden unbearable pain in my head, making me fall down to my knees, the white dress sprawled around me. Zayn kneeled down, lifting my face up with his fingers. He was looking at me sadly.

"Help me," he muttered, making me even more confused.

"Zayn," I mumbled, starting to feel drowsy. "What's happening?"

"Wake up, Hazel, please!"

That was the last thing before I blacked out, spinning off into another world. Literally.

**

*Six Years Ago

I stumbled into the hospital room, clutching onto the table for support.

I looked around my surroundings, trying to figure out how I ended up here. A few seconds ago I was at my wedding and now I'm in a hospital room?

My eye sight was blurry and confusing. I looked towards the bed and my heart dropped. Another me was wearing a hospital gown, pipes stuck in my arm and in my nose. I was stuck to a heart monitor and another machine that I didn't recognize. I noticed six other figures in the room.

Tears sprung to my eyes and I started shaking, not wanting to believe what I was seeing.

Zayn was sat on a chair next to my bed, clutching one of my hands in his, Liam and Louis were sat down on the small sofa across the room, Harry was slowly walking around the room pulling on his thinking face. Then there was Niall on the blue arm chair in the room that was next to the sofa that Liam and Louis were sat on. Sat on him was the person that I haven't seen for years.

"Jesy?" I croaked out, tears ran down my face and I wiped them away. "Jesy!"

I yelled her name but no one heard me. No one turned to look at me. Instead they all remained in their position. The door opened and a doctor came in, holding a paper in his hands.

"Mr Malik?" he announced quietly into the room.

Zayn's head snapped up at him. I hadn't noticed he was crying. I hadn't noticed that all of them were crying.

"It's time," the doctor replied, giving him a sad smile. I noticed more tears filling his eyes but not rolling down his cheeks.

Jesy sniffed, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. "Can't we keep her alive for a few more days, just to be sure?" she asked, her lips trembling.

The doctor shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Ms Andrews. It's already been two years and we cannot keep pretending that there might be a chance of her waking up again. We've been positive about the results of her not waking up since the beginning but we left her on the machine on your request. We're afraid that we cannot keep her alive anymore."

Jesy buried her face in Niall's chest, crying. Niall hushed her softly, mumbling soft, calming words but it didn't stop her from crying which ended up in Niall crying.

Two years? I haven't woken up in two years?

"I'll give you a few minutes to say your goodbyes," the doctor mumbled. "A nurse will come in a few more minutes and turn off the machine, I'm sorry for your loss but we tried everything we could."

With that he left the room, the door shutting softly behind him.

"Zayn?" Harry mumbled, looking at his friend.

"What?"

"Do you want some time alone with her?" he offered softly.

Zayn hiccuped, nodding. "You can say your last goodbyes first."

I looked at the others, studying their actions. They all stood up, circling my bed.

Last goodbyes? What? No! I'm here! Guys, I'm right here! Please!

As much as I screamed, they didn't hear me.

"Sweet dreams, love," Louis whispered, kissing my cheek and wiped his eyes.

Liam kissed my cheek and draw a tiny cross on my forehead. "Goodnight, Hazel. See you soon."

"Sleep tight, Lezah," Harry joked between hiccups and wiping away his tears. He took my other hand in his and kissed my knuckles. "Always in my heart, my dear."

"Bye Hazel, I'm gonna miss you!" Niall said, caressing my face.

Jesy approached me, sitting down. "Goodnight honey, sorry for the hard times I gave you. I will love you forever and ever! Don't forget to reserve a spot for me up there!"

She choked on her own tears, leaning in to give me a hug, kissing my cheek before hugging Niall and crying.

"We'll be outside, Zayn," Liam announced, ushering everyone out, gave my unconscious body one last look, tears rolling down his face. He mouthed a goodbye before closing the door behind the five of them, leaving me alone with Zayn.

"Zayn! I'm right here! Zayn, please! Listen to me! I'm here! Zayn!" I screamed, walking towards him.

I reached out my hand to grab his shirt but I stumbled forwards. My eyes widened in shock. No! No no no no! This can't be happening! How could this have happened!? I couldn't have been dreaming all those years! Was Mark actually real? Was college actually real? Was Jesy leaving me real? Was me meeting the boys again after five years real!?

Then it all rushed back to me.

"Hazel, I'm so sorry I left for X Factor," Zayn whispered but I heard him clearly. "I'm sorry about everything! You didn't deserve to get shot! You didn't deserve to be there at that time! It was all a misunderstanding! You were in the right place at the wrong time. You could have gone a few minutes later. You entered the bank and everything went down. You didn't deserve to get shot. They could have aimed somewhere less damaging than your head but they're bastards! If you're hearing me right now, I want you to know that they got their sentence and are sentenced to jail for the rest of their lives without any contact. And if they manage to leave, I'll make sure that they will be put back in. That is a promise that I will keep!"

I was frozen in my spot. I was shot in the head?

I heard voices behind the door and from what I could tell, the nurses had arrived.

Zayn started to panic and shaking, tears rolling down his face. "Hazel, I love you! I love you and I regret not telling you that earlier!"

The door opened and two nurses came in. The doors closed and Zayn looked up. I looked at the nurses and noticed their face expressions. Sadness and pity.

"It's time, sir," one of them announced, walking towards the machine that was plugged to my heart.

"No!" I whispered, looking at Zayn. "Zayn please! Stop them!"

I heard buttons being clicked and slowly shutting off. I felt myself starting to be pulled away from the bed and Zayn. I tried to clutch onto the railing of the bed but my hand went straight through the railing.

"Goodnight my sweet angel," Zayn whispered and the heart monitor went off.

**

Zayn POV:

*2 months later

The people in the arena screamed and I cringed, forcing on a smile.

Two months after Hazel's death. One Direction's first performance after having to postpone the tour for a couple of months to catch up with our family and mourning the death of our best friend, mourning the death of my girl.

"Good evening Londooooon!" Liam yelled through the microphone, trying to cheer up the five of us.

"We're starting off our first concert with a song for someone very special that we have lost a few months ago!" Louis announced through his microphone.

The boys looked at me and I looked up, facing the waiting crowd.

"This is a song for the girl that I have loved for six years and the girl that I will never stop loving," I announced through the microphone and I heard the crowd go 'awh'. I didn't want their pity. I wanted Hazel back but we all knew that was never going to happen. "She was mine for the summer. Ladies and gentleman, this is Summer Love."

**

~The End

Guuuyysss!! It's over :o Oh my God. Please don't hate me for this ending but I've always wanted this ending.

To clear things out, it all started to be hallucinations and dreams for Hazel since Chapter 35, when it was five years later but it was never five years later. It was always happening in her head. Everything was real until Chapter 35 came and that's were it started to be her dreaming everything.

Jesy never left her. Mark never existed. Zayn was always there and so were the other boys. They always kept contact but Zayn and Hazel weren't officially together but just on dates. Niall and Jesy were still together, yes.

Anywho, if you have any other questions or unanswered queries don't hesitate to comment or send me an inbox, I'll reply to all of them :)

Hope you enjoyed Hazel's and Zayn's journey :)

BTW ISN'T THE SONG JUST PERFECT? OMFG

-Kat xxxxxx

PS: There won't be any sequels, sorry.