1 year later.

Drella had graduated from high school with pristine results and not once had Megan or her friends bothered her after their run in with Zayn.

It was safe to say they were terrified of him and the guys.

Drella didn't go to college but instead employed herself and Emily, becoming a stylist and makeup artist for musicians and bands that were shooting music videos, album covers or releasing new prints.

She had overcome her fear of food and had been clean from harming herself for around Eight months.

Zayn couldn't be prouder of her.

The fans, as expected, went nuts once Drella's image was released to the public but not once did any of them send abuse.

They were happy for Zayn.

It was a miracle that they managed to keep their secret under wraps for so long.

Their next world tour was a success once again, gaining more fans.

They released a new album at the start of winter, participating in a short, sold out tour alongside their friends and other musicians.

Louis and Emily were still going strong, and they eventually told each other’s parents, who surprisingly, took it very well and welcomed Louis into their home with open arms, Louis's Mom also loved Emily.

Harry and Lilith's relationship didn't work out sadly, only because he was just so involved with his music and couldn't give her the attention she needed, but they still remained friends.

Zayn and Drella got married the day after her Eighteenth birthday, which also happened to be the night they were in Vegas playing a show.

Of course, it was obviously Zayn's idea to have a snappy wedding.

They didn't do it because it was cheap or stylish, they did it because they were in love with each other and couldn't wait a moment longer to be married.

So, they got hitched at a chapel in Vegas, bound together by a guy wearing an Elvis costume.

Their friends and Zayn's parents were surprised and disappointed they didn't get to see the couple get tied to each other, but didn't wish unhappiness on them, instead they asked when they were going to get grandchildren, nieces and nephews, Zayn and Drella merely laughed.

They planned to take their time on the children front, and decided to let things happen naturally.

If Drella fell pregnant, then she fell pregnant, they wouldn't stop it.

They were planning to move house and leave all the bad memories behind and start fresh, embarking on their new life together as a married couple and making new memories with their families, friends and pets.

The band had decided to go on hiatus for a while, leaving Zayn and Drella time to get away and celebrate married life.

Zayn grinned as he placed the last suitcase in his Cadillac, shutting the trunk and wondering over to his Wife, who was perched on the hood and soaking up the sunlight.

He stood between her legs, resting his hands on her smooth thighs.

Drella tilted her head to look up at her Husband, feeling insanely proud that she was able to call him hers.

She wasn't at all possessive, she just couldn't believe that he chose her over the beautiful women who were his age and who showed interest in him.

Zayn moved his fingers under her chin, leaning down to kiss her gently, much like he did when they were pronounced husband and wife.

They shared lazy kisses for a few minutes, their hands wondering over each other’s skin.

Zayn pulled away with a satisfied grin.

"Are you ready for Switzerland, Princess?" He asked, causing Drella to chuckle at their choice of a honeymoon destination.

They were never going to be the average couple.

Anyway, being normal was overrated.

"Let's do this." Drella grinned, hopping into Zayn's arms, causing him to spin her around happily.

Drella squealed and gripped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

They were smiling widely as they embraced each other.

"I love you, Drella Malik." He spoke lovingly, brushing his finger along her cheekbone.

"I love you too, Zayn Malik." She replied, leaning up to kiss him again, never tiring of his taste.

They both got their happy endings.

Because, god knows, they sure as hell deserved them.




The end.

Notes

There we go! It's done!

I'm sorry that I didn't write a chapter for the wedding, but this story was already so long and I just didn't have inspiration.

My original plan was to write more and include a storyline that included drama while on tour involving a musician who liked Drella, their tour, Drella having a misscarriage and attempting suicide, but I couldn't bring myself to do that.

Anyway, thank you all again for reading this! Especially those who have been here from the start.

I really enjoyed writing this.

I'm not sure when you guys will get a new story from me but I can assure you that the next one will be a Louis Tomlinson love and soccer story.

So remember to stay subscribed if you're interested! I will announce when I post the first chapter on this story.

But in the meantime, check out the story I'm Co-authoring entitled 'Screwed up'.

I love you all and feel free to leave me the names of stories to check out! I will be updating 'Screwed Up' or my new story very soon!

Goodbye!

PeaceLoveN'SmokeTrees

-ilianna F.