Never Forget

Katherine Leighton. A normal girl, unless you consider the fact that she's an international superstar. Katherine of all people knows that a celebrity status doesn't fix problems. It doesn't erase the fact that Maria is dead. Or that Maria knew. A collaboration with One Direction is a major boost in her career, but falling in love could be what brings it to shambles. Maria's death starts to look less like a death, and more like a curse, and Katherine will have to give up everything to be able to survive...

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10. Life Is But A Dream

 

 

 

"Shattered mirrors, broken pieces, left to pick them up alone." I sing silently to myself.Niall was playing his guitar over in the corner.

 

"Only leprechauns yes only the llleeeepppprreeeecchhhaaauuunnsss can do magic!" he sings, half asleep.

 

I have thought for hours. Should I forgive? Let him forget? Let go of his past? The answer was obvious. Yes. If you’re going to forgive someone, it would be better be sooner than later. 

 

Forgive him! My heart screams. You can't! My mind argues back. I am exhausted. I wake up and look around. Niall is awake and eating an apple pie. Not just one slice of apple pie, but an entire apple pie. "Niall?" I inquire, eyebrows raised.

 

"I like food," he says without looking up from his pie. Was the pie really that good? I took a whiff, before he wraps his arms around it protectively. 

 

"No, where's Zayn?" I ask. Niall rolls his eyes as if the answer is obvious. He reclines in an office chair.

 

"Went to get me something to eat,” explains Niall. I sigh loudly. ANOTHER thing to eat? As if Niall didn’t eat enough….

 

"Liam?" I ask, hoping he’s just wandering the halls or something.

 

"He’s at the hotel,” Niall yawns as he replies.

 

"Thanks."

 

I grab my phone off the bedside table and text Zayn.

 

TYPE to message Zayn<3

 

Me: I forgive you

 

I wait. And wait. Cassidy gets off the hospital bed and pushes herself over with her crutches in. "You ok?" she asks.

 

"I'm fine,” I reply. “How’s your leg doing?

 

"It’s doing okay. I’m allowed to leave tomorrow. And really? You’re fine? Ok then, if you say so." She gives me a suspicious look and goes over to Niall. My phone buzzes and I jump on it. 

 

Message from Zayn<3 

 

Do you? Or do you just want me back.

 

Me: I forgive you. How long ago was this?

 

Zayn<3: 6 years since u’ve said anything to me

 

Me: I'd rather forgive you sooner than later

 

Zayn<3: I'll be right over to the hospital

 

Me: Niall is eating a whole apple pie…question mark?

 

Zayn<3: he's Niall he loves food get used 2 it

 

Me: haha u’d think I would remember that

 

Zayn walks through the door and looks at Niall.

 

"Looks like Cassi doesn't mind fat boys,” he remarks, noting the half finished pie. 

 

Niall broke away from kissing Cassi to say, "We both know I'm not fat." Cassi leans in and starts kissing him. In my head I think, PDA much?

 

"Sure you aren't, leprechaun,” I say and turn to Zayn. Niall cries out indignantly during the second he got air, but I barely hear him as my thoughts are lost in Zayn’s deep eyes.

 

“Zayn,” I say in a clipped tone. He nods.

 

“Katharine.” He shuffles his feet a bit, kicking at the carpet. A single, salty tear runs down his face. I rub my forehead, trying to think. Apparently all that arguing in my head made it hurt. Or maybe…it was my heart that was hurting.

 

6 years have blown by and I haven’t said a single word to him. Countless times I’d ask myself if I should just forgive and forget. But how could I? He has a child. She must be enrolled in school by now, I guess.

 

“Katharine I’m sorry,” he says quietly, so I can barely hear him. I hug him and he begins crying. “She really left me, and left the child.” I gasp loudly, perhaps overdramatically. Now that I’d healed, I felt like I’d been cruel and terrible. I couldn’t believe I’d turned my back all those years ago.

 

“You have to be a single dad of a 6 year old, meanwhile singing in One Direction?” I exclaim. I feel him nod.

 

“I’ve barely gotten by.” Now I start to tear up and I pull away to face him.

 

“You need help,” I proclaim, with no question in my voice. He nods and starts to speak.

 

“I know, but-” he starts to speak but I cut him off.

 

“Let me help you.” He widens his eyes and shakes his head in disbelief.

 

“But I thought you hated me, after what I’d done.” I shake my head, tears still streaming down my face.

 

“I thought I did. But one action doesn’t make a person, right?” I ask him. He shakes his head.

“Guess not. But thank you. Katharine Maria Malik needs a mother.” He pauses.

 

“Or at least, a female figure.” But at the name I’m smiling and crying at the same time.

 

“I just remembered how much I missed having you,” I say, and hug him once again. Now he is laughing and crying too. Niall and Cassi applaud loudly, and Niall whoops and whistles.

 

“An Oscar worthy production,” he declares, and Cassi nods, clasping his hand. I roll my eyes at him. “Seriously though, we hoped something like this would happen sooner. I’ve been getting tired of looking for good day care with Liam, Louis, and Harry.” I smile a bit.

 

“I never realized any of this was going on.”

 

“Well, no crap Captain Obvious. You kind of shut yourself away from Zayn, and he would’ve told you otherwise,” Niall remarks. I sigh.

 

“I’m really sorry.” Zayn draws back and squeezes my hand.

 

“I have to pick up little Malik, want to come meet her?” he asks. I nod in agreement. We leave the room and walk out the massive front hall, and enter the outside. Outdoors was clean pressed and manicured to perfection. It had a circle driveway and it was gated, barbed wire and all. A limo is waiting at the entrance, but Zayn tugs me towards the parking garage. He points to a bright blue SUV. I almost gasp in shock.

 

“Yeah, I know. It’s the best for the child, so she grows up normal at the very least. But, the money we saved on car buying has gone to her tuition,” explains Zayn as we saunter to the car. I nod slowly, taking it all in.

 

“Where’s the school?” I ask. He looks up into my eyes, and smiles.

 

“Not too far, but the thing is-next year she’s going to an East Coast school up in Maine,” he says. I widen my eyes a bit.

 

“What’s that mean?” I ask. He smiles weakly.

 

“I’m secretly moving there, and I want you to come with me. Stay, please.” He clasps my hand.

 

“I will.”

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