Roses and Thorns
Roses and Thorns. (56th Chapter)
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Janelle's POV:
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“Are you sure you want proof, sis?” She freezes, fearing what is yet to be spoken; and I take that as an approval. “Harry!” I call for him in a loud tone, as it takes him a few seconds to glide beside me. “Show them, please.” He nods, taking out his phone, searching for the media. “(Harry stretches his hand, so Zayn could see the picture clearly) What’s Perrie doing, Zayn?”
He furrows his eyebrows, watching carefully every detail of the picture. “Isn’t that a pack of gum?” I smile at Zayn’s bewilderment, since we both had the same conclusion, once we first saw this.“Oh, I’m terrified. (She laughs in an insane form at the invites) You hear that everyone? I’m not pregnant because I’m chewing gum!”
No one laughs back at the crazy bride, except for me. “(I chuckle slowly) Oh mum? I think you would know about this more than any guy. Harry, please show my mum the picture, and zoom in.” He smiles, doing just what I told him to do. My stepmom’s face pales, making all of the makeup vanish at her negative shock. “Now, mum. Could you tell everyone what that pack is?”
She trembles down the tears on her face, as my stepdad hugs her for comfort. “(She whispers sadly, stuttering on her tears) I-it says Y-YAZ…” I pat her shoulder softly, understanding her disapproval of her biological daughter’s lie. “(I turn to the audience, and ask) Ladies, does anyone know what YAZ is?” I am surprised by Doniya’s action, as she stands up with a huge smile on her face. “(She yells in satisfaction) BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!”
Louder gasps and shrieks erupt out of the guest’s mouths, but one in particular quivers my body; Zayn’s mother’s. “(She claims in disbelief) Y-you lied to my son? To all of us!?” She question’s Perrie, who now is physically vibrating from her worst nightmare; that I made her live in reality. “(I smile at her) It’s not lady like to stay quiet when you’re asked a question; right sis?” Perrie’s blue eyes turn darker; her pupils dilating like a murderer on release.
She leaps at me like a wild panther, wrapping her aggressive palms around my neck. I fall down, as she lies on top of me, strangling the life from my body. “ENOUGH!” My stepdad pulls her off of me, while I cough my breathing disorder. “(Zayn helps me up, asking in horrific worry) Are you okay?” I nod, and ask him back: “Are you?” For the first time, he smiles; showing those glorious pearls out.
“Son, I know we can never apologise enough. But please would you forgi-…” Zayn cuts my stepdad’s words by speaking. “I forgive her.” He doesn’t look at my stepdad or anyone else at the matter; his eyes are fixated on mine. We both smile at each other, while a familiar voice interrupts:
“(She cries in her full sadness) You made me do this. You made me feel like I am left out. You’re the one that was always getting the best grades, and the best of everything else! I wanted to steal him from you, because it was the only way that will make me the center of attention… I knew that he would be the only person that could hurt you; like your success hurt me all over the years. For Christ's sake, even my family in law treat you in more care than they do for me. I didn't want to lose Zayn, since you got back to South Shields... And the only way to tie him up with the marriage, was to fake my pregnancy news...”
I look at Perrie, and laugh hysterically: “What? Are you sure you’re talking about me? (I raise my voice in confusion) YOU WERE THE DIVA! YOU’RE THE ONE THAT MADE ME FEEL LIKE A NOBODY ALL OF MY LIFE! HOW COULD YOU STEAL THE ONLY PERSON THAT I EVER WANTED! HAVE YOU EVEN THOUGHT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WHEN YOU TWO GOT MARRIED? DO YOU EVEN LOVE HIM LIKE I DO?! (I question in a normal voice) Wait, you knew that we l-…” She interrupts my question by nodding non stop.
“This is ridiculous. (She stands beside the priest) I want to apologise on my family’s behalf to everyone. This wedding is canceled.” Trisha, Zayn’s mother, announces what my ears wanted to hear for century timing; it’s over.
“No, the wedding isn’t canceled, mum.” Zayn speaks, as he intertwines his fingers with mine. “There’s just a change in brides that’s all... This time, its the right bride.” Everyone awes at Zayn’s words, and I blink my eyes to wake up from this truthful dream. “(He leans in to my ear to whisper softly) Shall we?” I don’t nod, nor agree verbally; since my heels walk with his Italian shoes to the alter. “Will you Zayn, take Janelle Louise Parrish to be your lawful wedded wife?”
Zayn doesn’t wait to reply: “God, I do!” The entire hall laughs at his adorable admission. “And will you, Janelle, take Zayn Javadd Malik as your lawful wedded husband?” I nod, but Zayn chuckles lightly. “Baby, you need to say it.” I shake my head, laughing a little: “Oh yes, I do.” The priest smiles, but asks finally: “Where are the rings?” Zayn and I look at each other quizzically, but then a thud makes us turn to see the sudden reaction.
Niall tumbled on the floor, while running along with Louis and Liam. “(He speaks breathlessly, as I laugh lightly) Here you go, mate.” Louis hands Zayn the box that carries the rings, as we both slip them on one another’s fingers. “I now pronounce you, husband and wife. May God be with you and protect you my children. (He looks at Zayn) You may now kiss the bride.” His eyes stare at me in a heavenly disbelief, just like mine.“May I kiss my wife?” He asks in a cheeky matter, smirking a little; making the invites giggle lightly.
“You don’t need to ask for such action… I love you.” The awes vibrate once his lips land on my own, pecking them tenderly like flower petals. “Not as much as I love you.” With that, Zayn and I are finally married, belonging to one another like we should have from the start. Life is like a garden field, you will be met with various Roses and Thorns, but the main challenge is to pluck out the stinging objects, and keep the delicate ones to sooth
the texture of your life and soul.
Janelle's POV:
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“Are you sure you want proof, sis?” She freezes, fearing what is yet to be spoken; and I take that as an approval. “Harry!” I call for him in a loud tone, as it takes him a few seconds to glide beside me. “Show them, please.” He nods, taking out his phone, searching for the media. “(Harry stretches his hand, so Zayn could see the picture clearly) What’s Perrie doing, Zayn?”
He furrows his eyebrows, watching carefully every detail of the picture. “Isn’t that a pack of gum?” I smile at Zayn’s bewilderment, since we both had the same conclusion, once we first saw this.“Oh, I’m terrified. (She laughs in an insane form at the invites) You hear that everyone? I’m not pregnant because I’m chewing gum!”
No one laughs back at the crazy bride, except for me. “(I chuckle slowly) Oh mum? I think you would know about this more than any guy. Harry, please show my mum the picture, and zoom in.” He smiles, doing just what I told him to do. My stepmom’s face pales, making all of the makeup vanish at her negative shock. “Now, mum. Could you tell everyone what that pack is?”
She trembles down the tears on her face, as my stepdad hugs her for comfort. “(She whispers sadly, stuttering on her tears) I-it says Y-YAZ…” I pat her shoulder softly, understanding her disapproval of her biological daughter’s lie. “(I turn to the audience, and ask) Ladies, does anyone know what YAZ is?” I am surprised by Doniya’s action, as she stands up with a huge smile on her face. “(She yells in satisfaction) BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!”
Louder gasps and shrieks erupt out of the guest’s mouths, but one in particular quivers my body; Zayn’s mother’s. “(She claims in disbelief) Y-you lied to my son? To all of us!?” She question’s Perrie, who now is physically vibrating from her worst nightmare; that I made her live in reality. “(I smile at her) It’s not lady like to stay quiet when you’re asked a question; right sis?” Perrie’s blue eyes turn darker; her pupils dilating like a murderer on release.
She leaps at me like a wild panther, wrapping her aggressive palms around my neck. I fall down, as she lies on top of me, strangling the life from my body. “ENOUGH!” My stepdad pulls her off of me, while I cough my breathing disorder. “(Zayn helps me up, asking in horrific worry) Are you okay?” I nod, and ask him back: “Are you?” For the first time, he smiles; showing those glorious pearls out.
“Son, I know we can never apologise enough. But please would you forgi-…” Zayn cuts my stepdad’s words by speaking. “I forgive her.” He doesn’t look at my stepdad or anyone else at the matter; his eyes are fixated on mine. We both smile at each other, while a familiar voice interrupts:
“(She cries in her full sadness) You made me do this. You made me feel like I am left out. You’re the one that was always getting the best grades, and the best of everything else! I wanted to steal him from you, because it was the only way that will make me the center of attention… I knew that he would be the only person that could hurt you; like your success hurt me all over the years. For Christ's sake, even my family in law treat you in more care than they do for me. I didn't want to lose Zayn, since you got back to South Shields... And the only way to tie him up with the marriage, was to fake my pregnancy news...”
I look at Perrie, and laugh hysterically: “What? Are you sure you’re talking about me? (I raise my voice in confusion) YOU WERE THE DIVA! YOU’RE THE ONE THAT MADE ME FEEL LIKE A NOBODY ALL OF MY LIFE! HOW COULD YOU STEAL THE ONLY PERSON THAT I EVER WANTED! HAVE YOU EVEN THOUGHT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WHEN YOU TWO GOT MARRIED? DO YOU EVEN LOVE HIM LIKE I DO?! (I question in a normal voice) Wait, you knew that we l-…” She interrupts my question by nodding non stop.
“This is ridiculous. (She stands beside the priest) I want to apologise on my family’s behalf to everyone. This wedding is canceled.” Trisha, Zayn’s mother, announces what my ears wanted to hear for century timing; it’s over.
“No, the wedding isn’t canceled, mum.” Zayn speaks, as he intertwines his fingers with mine. “There’s just a change in brides that’s all... This time, its the right bride.” Everyone awes at Zayn’s words, and I blink my eyes to wake up from this truthful dream. “(He leans in to my ear to whisper softly) Shall we?” I don’t nod, nor agree verbally; since my heels walk with his Italian shoes to the alter. “Will you Zayn, take Janelle Louise Parrish to be your lawful wedded wife?”
Zayn doesn’t wait to reply: “God, I do!” The entire hall laughs at his adorable admission. “And will you, Janelle, take Zayn Javadd Malik as your lawful wedded husband?” I nod, but Zayn chuckles lightly. “Baby, you need to say it.” I shake my head, laughing a little: “Oh yes, I do.” The priest smiles, but asks finally: “Where are the rings?” Zayn and I look at each other quizzically, but then a thud makes us turn to see the sudden reaction.
Niall tumbled on the floor, while running along with Louis and Liam. “(He speaks breathlessly, as I laugh lightly) Here you go, mate.” Louis hands Zayn the box that carries the rings, as we both slip them on one another’s fingers. “I now pronounce you, husband and wife. May God be with you and protect you my children. (He looks at Zayn) You may now kiss the bride.” His eyes stare at me in a heavenly disbelief, just like mine.“May I kiss my wife?” He asks in a cheeky matter, smirking a little; making the invites giggle lightly.
“You don’t need to ask for such action… I love you.” The awes vibrate once his lips land on my own, pecking them tenderly like flower petals. “Not as much as I love you.” With that, Zayn and I are finally married, belonging to one another like we should have from the start. Life is like a garden field, you will be met with various Roses and Thorns, but the main challenge is to pluck out the stinging objects, and keep the delicate ones to sooth
the texture of your life and soul.
...The End...
Notes
This is the end of this story. All of the tears, thrills, excitement, and romance; are now sealed with a holy matrimony <3 The two lovebirds are finally together, and the deception is unveiled by the hands of truth. I want to thank you all for reading the story, enjoying it, and supporting it till this very end. I also thank you all for being so understanding, and so caring with my personal situation throughout the daily posts that I received from you <3 I won't stop writing, so don't be worried about that. I will need a three days, perhaps a week maximum; till I publish my new story. So, don't unsubscribe, because I will be informing all of you here when my story is released <3 God bless you all, because you are god's roses; and nothing compared to thorns <3 xoxo
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