Love never dies
Chapter 3
~Five years later~
“Oh this is so pretty I just love the Winter Park art fest.” I say. Then I accidentally get bumped into. “Sorry” he says. We look at each other. “Julie!” He yells. “Niall?” I say. “Yeah oh my god I’ve been looking everywhere for you” “Well you didn’t look hard enough.” “So what’s new?” He asks. “Hey babe I found this awesome picture- Niall?” “Zayn!” “Uh-oh” I say worried. “You’re going out with Zayn?!” Niall yells. Then I raise my left hand.
“Your married!” “Engaged” Zayn corrects. “Shut up! Why?” Niall asks. “Because I love him” I simply respond. “After you left me I called up Zayn” I say. “So when I leave you go for my friend.” He says. “You left me and he was the only one here for me.” “But you only talked to him once how did you get his number?” “He gave it to me when we FaceTimed on messager the day you asked me out.” I said. “No he didn’t I didn’t see anything on messager.” “That’s cuz I deleted it” Zayn says.
“You bastard! She was mine!” Niall yells. “Was! Until you left her!” “Guys calm down!” I yell “.Can we go now?” Zayn asks. I look back at Niall and I see a tear run down his face. “Yeah give me a second.” I say taking Niall into a tent where they kept artwork. “Hun why are you crying?” I ask softly. “I wanted you sooo bad. After I left I had a friend who I had talked to after that. We ended up dating for 2 years. I loved her very much. But 3 years ago she had died in a fatal car accident. From then on I was set on finding you because I had realized I was ready for you now.”
“Niall I’m sorry but I’m engaged now. I’m getting married next month. I had told you before you left that I wasn’t gonna always be single.” I said. “I know that.’’ “So can you please be a friend and be happy for me” “No! I love you! And on top of that your marrying my ex-best friend.” I look at Zayn and he look aggregated. “Niall I don’t have time to sit here and fight with you I have to go.” I say. He sits on the floor and barriers his hands in this face. “Your drawing attention to yourself.” I added. “I don’t care!” I hug him and give him an invitation. “Can we go now?” Zayn asks. “Yeah” I say and we walk off.
~1 month later~
“Julie you have to go now!” Izzy my maid of honor yells. “I’m coming!” My Dad is next to me crying. I’ve never seen him cry at all. “Daddy”. “What?” he says as he wipes his face. “Stop crying” “I can’t help it Julie.” The doors open and the crowd gasps. He walks me down the aisle and kisses my forehead. “Treat her right or I’ll kill you” my dad says. “Okay sir” Zayn says jokingly. “I’m serious”. Zayn’s face dropped and he looked nervous. “Daddy stop it!” I whispered. He went and walked away.
“Before we proceed, if you don’t think that these two should get married speak now or forever hold your peace.” the priest says. I look over and see Niall walk out the door. “He showed up” I whispered. “Yeah why?” Zayn says. The priest proceeds and before we know it he says “you may kiss the bride. “We go to where the reception was being held. Within the first hour of the reception there is still no sign of Niall. I ask everyone if they had seen him but they all said no.
After a day into my honey moon at the Virgin Islands I receive a call from the police.
- “Hello?”
- “Hi ma’am is this Julie Marie Alvarez Malik?’’
- “Yes?”
- “Hi I’m detective letterman from the Orlando Police Department.”
- “okay”
- “Do you know a Niall Horan?”
- “Yes but I haven’t seen him since the day of my wedding”
- “May 18th?”
- “Yes”
- “Ma’am I am sorry to inform you that Niall Horan is dead.”
Then I drop my phone and break down on my knees then scream on the top of my lungs. Everyone around me is looking at me. Zayn picks up the phone and says “Who is this?” “I am Detective Letterman from Orlando Police are you Zayn Malik?”
- “Yes and why is my wife screaming?”
- “Niall Horan, do you know him?”
- “Yes we were close”
- “He was pronounced dead on the day of your wedding, May 18th”
- “How did he die?”
- “ He shot himself in his car”
- “ Oh, wow”
- “Do you know why he would do such a thing?”
- “Yes I have an idea”
- “Can you come in and talk to me and my partner?”
- “No I’m in the Virgin Islands on my honey moon”
- “Okay when do you come back?”
- “The 26th”
- “ Okay come in on the 26th please”
- “Okay bye”
- “Bye and I am sorry for your lost.”
“Julie” he says in a soft voice. “What?” “I’m sorry” he says. “You say it like it’s your fault.” “What if it was?” “What was his cause did they tell you?” I ask frantically. “He killed himself.” “Oh my god!, With what?” “A gun he shot himself in his car after he left the place.” “It’s my fault!” I yelled. “No it isn’t” “Yeah it is I invited him to our wedding and maybe if he didn’t come he probably wouldn’t have done it.” “So you did invite him.” “Yeah but I wasn’t expecting him to show up.” I plead. “You can’t keep thinking it was your fault for the rest of your life.” “But it was” I insist.
On the 26th when we get back in Florida. All I could think about was Niall the rest of my honey moon and what I had driven him to do. We both went in for questioning at the police station.
- “So Mrs. Malik what happened?”
- “A month before my wedding I saw Niall at the art fest in Winter Park. He saw that I was engaged to Zayn and wasn’t happy.”
- “Why is that?”
- “Because they had been best friends and they had fought over me five years ago.”
- “So how long have you known Niall”
- “Five years’’
- “And why do you think that he would have killed himself for?”
- “Because he told me that he loved me and still wanted to be with me and that he had been looking for me for the past three years. So when I invited him to my wedding, when the priest had asked if anyone objected to our marriage he walked out the room. I thought that he was basically say that I do but without verbally saying it and interrupting our wedding.”
- “And that was the last time you had seen him correct.”
- “Yes”
After I had been questioned they let us go home. I had gotten to my apartment and I was really tired but not sleepy tired but tired of guilt. Zayn went into the bathroom to shower and I stayed in my room. I just kept thinking and thinking. How can I live being the reason why someone had taken their life? I grabbed a pen and paper..
Dear [who ever reads this],
I’m taking my life because someone took theirs because of me. I don’t think that it is fair that I still live and I just can’t live with myself. Even though I’ve only been married a week, Zayn I love you and just because I had done this doesn’t mean I don’t love you at all. I am sorry that you had fallen in love with me and I have to leave. I feel as if it is the right thing to do. I just hope that you can move on and find someone that loves you as much I do.
For my family, I love you very much and thank you for raising me and taking care of me. Especially my Dad, I love you Daddy. I hope that everyone can forgive me and I love every0ne for being in my life.
Sincerely,
Julie Marie Alvarez Malik
I put the note on the night stand and go to the kitchen. I come back and stand on top of my bed. I hold the knife up to my chest then when I hear Zayn open the door and yell “No!” I gab into my chest.
“Oh this is so pretty I just love the Winter Park art fest.” I say. Then I accidentally get bumped into. “Sorry” he says. We look at each other. “Julie!” He yells. “Niall?” I say. “Yeah oh my god I’ve been looking everywhere for you” “Well you didn’t look hard enough.” “So what’s new?” He asks. “Hey babe I found this awesome picture- Niall?” “Zayn!” “Uh-oh” I say worried. “You’re going out with Zayn?!” Niall yells. Then I raise my left hand.
“Your married!” “Engaged” Zayn corrects. “Shut up! Why?” Niall asks. “Because I love him” I simply respond. “After you left me I called up Zayn” I say. “So when I leave you go for my friend.” He says. “You left me and he was the only one here for me.” “But you only talked to him once how did you get his number?” “He gave it to me when we FaceTimed on messager the day you asked me out.” I said. “No he didn’t I didn’t see anything on messager.” “That’s cuz I deleted it” Zayn says.
“You bastard! She was mine!” Niall yells. “Was! Until you left her!” “Guys calm down!” I yell “.Can we go now?” Zayn asks. I look back at Niall and I see a tear run down his face. “Yeah give me a second.” I say taking Niall into a tent where they kept artwork. “Hun why are you crying?” I ask softly. “I wanted you sooo bad. After I left I had a friend who I had talked to after that. We ended up dating for 2 years. I loved her very much. But 3 years ago she had died in a fatal car accident. From then on I was set on finding you because I had realized I was ready for you now.”
“Niall I’m sorry but I’m engaged now. I’m getting married next month. I had told you before you left that I wasn’t gonna always be single.” I said. “I know that.’’ “So can you please be a friend and be happy for me” “No! I love you! And on top of that your marrying my ex-best friend.” I look at Zayn and he look aggregated. “Niall I don’t have time to sit here and fight with you I have to go.” I say. He sits on the floor and barriers his hands in this face. “Your drawing attention to yourself.” I added. “I don’t care!” I hug him and give him an invitation. “Can we go now?” Zayn asks. “Yeah” I say and we walk off.
~1 month later~
“Julie you have to go now!” Izzy my maid of honor yells. “I’m coming!” My Dad is next to me crying. I’ve never seen him cry at all. “Daddy”. “What?” he says as he wipes his face. “Stop crying” “I can’t help it Julie.” The doors open and the crowd gasps. He walks me down the aisle and kisses my forehead. “Treat her right or I’ll kill you” my dad says. “Okay sir” Zayn says jokingly. “I’m serious”. Zayn’s face dropped and he looked nervous. “Daddy stop it!” I whispered. He went and walked away.
“Before we proceed, if you don’t think that these two should get married speak now or forever hold your peace.” the priest says. I look over and see Niall walk out the door. “He showed up” I whispered. “Yeah why?” Zayn says. The priest proceeds and before we know it he says “you may kiss the bride. “We go to where the reception was being held. Within the first hour of the reception there is still no sign of Niall. I ask everyone if they had seen him but they all said no.
After a day into my honey moon at the Virgin Islands I receive a call from the police.
- “Hello?”
- “Hi ma’am is this Julie Marie Alvarez Malik?’’
- “Yes?”
- “Hi I’m detective letterman from the Orlando Police Department.”
- “okay”
- “Do you know a Niall Horan?”
- “Yes but I haven’t seen him since the day of my wedding”
- “May 18th?”
- “Yes”
- “Ma’am I am sorry to inform you that Niall Horan is dead.”
Then I drop my phone and break down on my knees then scream on the top of my lungs. Everyone around me is looking at me. Zayn picks up the phone and says “Who is this?” “I am Detective Letterman from Orlando Police are you Zayn Malik?”
- “Yes and why is my wife screaming?”
- “Niall Horan, do you know him?”
- “Yes we were close”
- “He was pronounced dead on the day of your wedding, May 18th”
- “How did he die?”
- “ He shot himself in his car”
- “ Oh, wow”
- “Do you know why he would do such a thing?”
- “Yes I have an idea”
- “Can you come in and talk to me and my partner?”
- “No I’m in the Virgin Islands on my honey moon”
- “Okay when do you come back?”
- “The 26th”
- “ Okay come in on the 26th please”
- “Okay bye”
- “Bye and I am sorry for your lost.”
“Julie” he says in a soft voice. “What?” “I’m sorry” he says. “You say it like it’s your fault.” “What if it was?” “What was his cause did they tell you?” I ask frantically. “He killed himself.” “Oh my god!, With what?” “A gun he shot himself in his car after he left the place.” “It’s my fault!” I yelled. “No it isn’t” “Yeah it is I invited him to our wedding and maybe if he didn’t come he probably wouldn’t have done it.” “So you did invite him.” “Yeah but I wasn’t expecting him to show up.” I plead. “You can’t keep thinking it was your fault for the rest of your life.” “But it was” I insist.
On the 26th when we get back in Florida. All I could think about was Niall the rest of my honey moon and what I had driven him to do. We both went in for questioning at the police station.
- “So Mrs. Malik what happened?”
- “A month before my wedding I saw Niall at the art fest in Winter Park. He saw that I was engaged to Zayn and wasn’t happy.”
- “Why is that?”
- “Because they had been best friends and they had fought over me five years ago.”
- “So how long have you known Niall”
- “Five years’’
- “And why do you think that he would have killed himself for?”
- “Because he told me that he loved me and still wanted to be with me and that he had been looking for me for the past three years. So when I invited him to my wedding, when the priest had asked if anyone objected to our marriage he walked out the room. I thought that he was basically say that I do but without verbally saying it and interrupting our wedding.”
- “And that was the last time you had seen him correct.”
- “Yes”
After I had been questioned they let us go home. I had gotten to my apartment and I was really tired but not sleepy tired but tired of guilt. Zayn went into the bathroom to shower and I stayed in my room. I just kept thinking and thinking. How can I live being the reason why someone had taken their life? I grabbed a pen and paper..
Dear [who ever reads this],
I’m taking my life because someone took theirs because of me. I don’t think that it is fair that I still live and I just can’t live with myself. Even though I’ve only been married a week, Zayn I love you and just because I had done this doesn’t mean I don’t love you at all. I am sorry that you had fallen in love with me and I have to leave. I feel as if it is the right thing to do. I just hope that you can move on and find someone that loves you as much I do.
For my family, I love you very much and thank you for raising me and taking care of me. Especially my Dad, I love you Daddy. I hope that everyone can forgive me and I love every0ne for being in my life.
Sincerely,
Julie Marie Alvarez Malik
I put the note on the night stand and go to the kitchen. I come back and stand on top of my bed. I hold the knife up to my chest then when I hear Zayn open the door and yell “No!” I gab into my chest.
