In the other day at morning, it's the funeral. You don't wanna dress 'fancy' but Liz picks a black dress for you. The same dress that you wore on the last night you saw each other. "No.. not this one" "Why?" you bite your lower lip "Just.. not this one" "Okay.. what about these?" "Alright" you dress and leave. When you get there, you stay in the car heavy breathing. There's a lot of people there, even some you have never seen before. You leave the car and get in the cemetery. They decided to do there, because despite being Muslim, was more accessible to others. You see your fiancé's family and go there. "Hi.. how are you?" one of his sisters ask you "Not well.. and your parents?" "My mom is still not believing.. did you see him?" "No.. not yet" you go there you go there near the coffin, and when it does not holds up and starts crying again. His face is so serene, light. Neither it looked like he had suffered. You caress her face as her tears fall on it. "Oh my love .. why you left so soon? We had so many plans .. I love you so much" "Ladies and gentlemen .. we will begin the funeral ceremony." You sit on the bench next to Waliyha. His dad speaks, affected, like everyone else. When his over, he says your name. "(y/n).. do you wanna talk?" you dry swallow but nod, standing up. "Good morning.. well. uhm .. this is hard for me.. " you sigh "Zayn was the love of my life. We met on a Coldplay's concert and he made me laugh on the first five minutes. " i smile to myself "He was a wonderful man, an amazing person with everyone he met. We were about to get married. And God.. how many plans we did for that day, how many plans we did for the rest of our lives.. childrens, houses, travels.. Unfortunately he left early, leaving us with the memories, the good memories. He had his flaws, of course, but what it stays are the good things about him. Zayn.. i love you so much babe.. I don't understand why did it happen with you now, but i am trying to convice myself that you're in a better place now and you're probably looking down for us." you look to his mother, that stares at you in pain "There's a quote that he liked a lot that says 'don't cry because it's over. Just be glad that it was once yours' and.. " you stop, trying to hold back the tears "I am the happiest person in the world to have lived with you. For having loved you, hold you.. we're gonna miss you Zayn Malik, but you'll never be forget" the funeral is over and they lower the coffin, sealed once the life that there once was. You set a rose and hug Trisha. "Thank you for being here.. you did Zayn very happy" "There's nothing to thank for. I love your son and there's nothing bigger than this in my life" "I know honey" she hugs you one more time "Bye darling.. stay safe" "Bye Trisha.. anything call me" "Okay.." you turn to leave but there's someone standing in front of you "Hi... " "Hi.." "I'm so sorry for what happened. You were his fiancé, right?" "Yes.. i'm sorry but i just wanna go home" "Wait.. i am really sorry.. in the other night i was bad because my wife told me that she wanted the divorce" "You did that?" "I know. That is not an excuse.." "No! It's really not an excuse! You shouldn't drink when you have to drive! Even if your wife's divorcing you! God! You took my husband's life! Do you know what that means!?" "I do! I wish i could reverse that.." "But you can't! It's done. He's not here anymore and he'll never be" "Can i give you some money? To compensate" "I don't want your fucking money! Nothing will bring him back. Now if you'll excuse me, i wanna go to my house and suffer alone" "Alright.. i am really sorry.." you leave and go to your home.Nothing will be the same now.
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