No I'm Not Related To Zayn // Z.M

You don't really know who you'll spend the rest of your life with once you lay eyes on them. It takes an entire journey for you to finally realize, you make a few mistakes and confuse your feelings, but at the end the one who was always there is the one who wins your heart. Take Ashley for example, she met him first, made a few mistakes before going back to him. You wanna know what love is? Read this, and build a conclusion based on her story.

She was just moving to her dad's house, but ended up going through more than that.


45. Epilogue: Happy Endings Do Exist.


*Two Months later*

We’re finally getting married!

My belly doesn’t look like I'm carrying a watermelon yet, I'm only two months after all. I’m nervous, I’m happy, I’m worried I don’t know what’s happening anymore, all I know is that I’m getting married. The past two months were amazing, everyone was supportive. Zayn, he’s the best man to ever walk on this earth, he’s designed to reach perfection. And today, I’ll finally get to call him my husband.

“Oh my god gorgeous! it’s your wedding!” Selena walked in my dressing room, I was getting my hair and makeup done for the wedding ceremony, Shay and Melody took charge and started ordering the makeup and hair stylist to do what they want. I trust their opinion though.

“I can’t believe it, I really can’t” I hugged her once the stylist finished.

“Congratulations!” Justin exclaimed hugging me.

“Thank you! Where is Ryan?” I asked pulling away while scanning the place for him.

“He’s outside, scoring as he said, he wants to get married next I suppose.” He answered shaking his head at the ridiculous friend we have.

“You’re gonna be Mrs. Malik in a couple of minutes!” Melody excitedly exclaimed.

“She won’t have to change her last name though” Shay said causing everyone to laugh. She thinks about the things that don’t even matter, she’s just so random.

“Honey, we need to get your dress” Patricia, or Trisha as I call her, walked in. We officially met a month ago and she taught me how to cook some of Zayn's favorite traditional foods, I also spent a lot of time hanging out with his sisters. Turns out Safaa is a big fan of mine. The whole family is beautifully sweet. 

I nodded following her to the dressing room. I walked in to face the beautiful dress mom and Trisha bought for me, they wanted it to be a surprise, so they just took my sizes and went shopping for it.

“I love it so much! It's so princessy” I exclaimed excited to wear it, and the woman who was standing next to it smiled widely looking satisfied with herself.

“It’s an Alfred Angelo Sapphire wedding dress with ivory and white in it size one” She introduced me to the dress and I stepped back when she said size one.

“But I’m not size one.” I nervously said and she shared a laugh with Trisha and my mom.

“Honey, you’re size one. Just wear it and you’ll see how perfect it’ll look” I nodded taking the dress with the lady’s help and changing right there in front of the mirror.

Surprisingly the dress was perfect on me, it wasn’t tight and I was so grateful. I still couldn’t believe I’m size one, I thought I’d be like three.

“Do you think Zayn will like it?” I asked smiling at my appearance.

“I love it” I heard his voice say then I quickly turned around to see him all ready with his black suit smiling at me, oh my god he is so perfect.

“Zayn, its bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony” Mom warned laughing along with Trisha. Since I'm Christian and Zayn's Muslim, we decided to have two different weddings in the same week, a Christian wedding ceremony, and a Muslim wedding ceremony. Only to satisfy our families because we both had no problem with each other's religions.

“Good luck is always is my side, how do you think I met Ashley?” He acknowledged walking closer to me.

“Whatever Zayn, just go please” His mom pushed him out while chuckling, he looked at me with his puppy eyes.

“I love you!” He shouted before Trisha closed the door laughing. The door burst open again and Trisha was ready to kick her son out, except this time, Louis, Niall, Harry, and Liam were the ones walking in.

“You look so beautiful.” Said Harry eyeing me up and down in absolute awe.

“Thanks Haz, did you guys know that I’m size one? Which is like really cool” I announced excitedly.

“You don’t look pregnant at all” Liam commented ignoring what I said.

“That’s because it’s only two months Liam, fetuses don’t grow that fast” Niall explained causing me to chuckle, that was one of the smartest things he ever said.

“Well in other news; I’m getting fucking married!” I screamed jumping up and down like the biggest fool on earth, Louis and Niall joined me. While Liam shook his head at us, and Harry didn’t move from the position he was in.

“Okay let’s get serious here boys. Harry, you’re gonna walk her down the aisle so we better get going now.” Trisha clapped her hands together to get the boy back to earth. My dad refused to walk me down the aisle because he's such an emotional mess, when I first told him I was getting married he sobbed like a little baby. As mentioned before, I'm his only daughter and I'm his only little girl.

“But who’s Zayn’s best man?” I asked still confused on who’s who, because I didn’t plan the wedding, I basically just approved for whatever the girls offered.

“It’s me” Liam said smiling at me, I nodded.

“Well come on now get out and let her finish getting ready” Mom said shooing them away except for Harry “You stay” She demanded and he nodded standing next to me. I was sitting on a chair waiting for the time to get out and say my ‘I do’.

“So you know what to do Harry, right? Just make sure not to trip her.” Trisha warned Harry who nodded immediately. The organ started playing, I used to hate that melody, but it’s my wedding ceremony, and I’ve been waiting for it to play for a whole two months. I breathed deeply crossing my arms with Harry’s and then I turned to look up at the tall handsome brother I just adopted.

“What if I fall on my face? What if some crazy fan girl that could get in attacks me what if a giant mo-“

“You’ll do just fine” He reassured chuckling at me as we waited for the doors to open “A giant monster?” He questioned chuckling harder at my ridiculousness.

“I just realized this exact same scene happened to me and Melody when I had to first perform”

“And you did great, so don’t worry about it now” He smiled down at me. We had to start walking, the door burst out open and we walked with the organ melody still filling the place, all I could focus on was Zayn’s huge grin in front of me, I didn’t even look at people in here. All I cared about for that moment was Zayn, only.

“Take care of her mate” Said Harry as we arrived to where the priest is standing, Zayn gave me a warm smile and I returned it happiness taking over my body. I faced the priest getting prepared for the long boring vows, before feeling Zayn’s hand hold mine..

“Zayn Malik, do you take this women to be your wedded wife? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to her as long as you both shall live?”

“I do” Zayn answered sincerely, a smile never leaving his face.

“Ashley Malik, do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you pr-“

“I do!” I interrupted him which caused everyone to laugh.

“Miss Malik I have to complete the line” The priest said and I sighed looking at Zayn who grinned amused by the situation.

“Ashley Malik, do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to him as long as you both shall live?” I blocked off his words, but I knew it was my time to answer when silence filled the room.

“I do” I confirmed smiling at my soon to be husband.

“Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride” The priest finished and I turned to face Zayn, cupped his face and kissed him deeply as he kissed me back. We quickly pulled away a few seconds remembering that we’re in our own wedding, and not supposed to make this any longer.

“You’re mine now” He whispered in my ear causing me to giggle.

“I was always yours” I said looking at him in the eyes.

Mrs. Malik.

I can totally get used to that.  


*7 Months later*

I thought it was going to be all fast, and hectic, and frantic, and busy when my water breaks, just like in those Hollywood movies we’ve seen around. But that was not the case for me. When my water actually broke, I strangely felt calm and content…

Calm was not how I’d describe Zayn though. He was nervous and highly strung. He was worried that we might get stuck in the traffic jam… Yeah right, traffic jam at five am? But I don’t blame him though I’ve been doing some weird voices all the time without even realizing it. But it was really hard for me to keep myself together when the baby is about to come out and I was in a car.

The first contraction was when we were in the parking basement of the hospital. This is it, I thought. Standing still, and bracing myself to cope with the pain, Zayn was so nervous he didn’t even know why I should stop to do that.

“Shouldn’t we just run up quickly and see a doctor or a midwife to check on you?” He asked holding me so tight so I wouldn’t fall, through all the pain I was feeling, I still managed to laugh.

But it was very, very sweet though… I enjoyed seeing his worried face and hearing his snappy impatient tone.

“Ashley, talk to me! What should I do?!” He snapped nervously.

“There is nothing you can do, there is on- only me, myself and my uterus at this point” I said before yelping in pain. I could see he hated the thought of not being able to help much.





My giving birth experience was definitely one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but it was so worth it, our baby was beautiful, very beautiful. When they left me held her for a few minutes, I completely bonded with her, I felt more close to her than when she was in my uterus. Zayn cried when he saw her angelic face and so did I. She’s now the most important thing to me next to her father.

“How are you feeling babe?” Zayn asked kissing my forehead.

“Happy and thrilled to be a mom. And also, I feel like my vagina is wide open” I answered taking his hand. The nurses took our baby to clean her up so it was just me and Zayn. He chuckled.

“You’ll be an amazing mum, I can tell” He reassured kissing my hand. “What are we going to name her though?” He asked. It never crossed our minds what to name our baby, we didn’t get to know the sex because we wanted it to be a surprise, so we just simply didn’t think of any name.

“Paris” I said with no hesitation. Then the nurse opened the door handing us the baby all clean. I took her in my arms with Zayn sitting on the hospital bed with me.

“Well hello there little Paris, are you ready for this world? Do you think you’re ready to be yourself?” He asked with a cute baby tone playing with his little daughter’s hand, a happy tear slid its way down my cheek as I watched the most beautiful scene in front of me.


*New Year Ever (9 months later)*

“I did not take your stupid swaglasses Louis!” Shay snapped for the millionth time. I gathered everyone for New Years Eve, except for Selena, Justin and Ryan because they were spending it in France, lucky brats.

Paris grew one teeth, and she’s been chewing on everything she finds, including my hand. Everyone adores her especially Zayn, he lives to make her laugh and he’s the best father ever. He tried to teach her how to walk, but she couldn’t, neither can she speak.

Melody and Niall are still dating, Louis and Shay are... Well I don't know what that type of relationship is since they're always cuddling, but they still can’t stand each other which is funny to watch. Selena and Justin are still together, they’ve been through some problems, but they’re trying to work it out. Liam found a girl called Felicia and she’s a model that none of us got to hang out with, I only met her twice and all I figured about her is that she loves spending too much money, and she’s pretty cocky. Harry is a bit grumpy, he’s now getting tattoos, partying a lot, and having one night stands every single day of the week.

 And well me… I am living the best life I could ever wish for with my amazing twenty years old husband and beautiful one year old daughter.

Oh and did I mention that Zayn and I got new tattoos? Well he got a ZAP tattoo meaning Zayn,Ashley,Paris. And I got the rose behind my ear, the one I was supposed to get way earlier.

“What’s everyone’s new year resolution?” Melody randomly asked gaining everyone’s attention.

“To make Shay confess her love to me” Louis wiggled his eyebrows at Shay who rolled her eyes.

“Not give a damn.” Okay Harry, that’s a… good one.

“Take things to the next level” Niall said wrapping his arms around Melody; I smiled resting my head on Zayn’s chest.

“Mine’s to live the happiest life and never let anything get in my way of accomplishing that, with all of you.” I smiled a few coos escaping the girls’ lips. My other new year’s revolution is to make Harry smile again.


Okay, as I mentioned before, there is sequel I’m working on; The Missing Of My Heart which I believe is going to be way better than this. But here is the chapter. The last chapter of my story…

Well to make it clear, I purposely named the baby Paris to match the ZAP tattoo story I made up, the collage is Lou and Zayn with baby Lux, since Lou is blonde too I chose the pictures where you can’t really see her face so it seems like it’s just Ashley, and Lux is gonna play Paris’s role :)

I have never experienced pregnancy, in fact I’m still virgin, the only way I’ve known all of that and described it like I’ve been through it is by reading a bunch of articles by some women describing their personal giving birth experience, I also asked my mom and some other people… I’m feeling like a journalist right now haha. but I basically made my own idea of how it is like to give birth and wrote it to you guys. Hope you appreciate it <3

Well that’s all I have to say now, I love you all so much <3 and I’m gonna miss this story. It’s been amazing to write every single chapter for you and thank you so deeply for everything you’ve done and all the support I’ve been getting through this story, you can’t even begin to imagine how happy it makes me feel to know people actually like what I do, it makes me extremely happy.

PS: Stay tuned for the sequel, will publish soon. :)



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