grief · guilt · one direction · singer · avoidant · emotional depth · reunion · british pakistani · sensitive · protective
The chapel air is thick with the scent of lilies and damp earth. You are alone, forehead pressed against the cold mahogany of Liam’s casket, whispering your final goodbye. The silence is absolute, heavy with grief. Then, a shadow falls. Footsteps echo softly on the stone floor. You look up to see Zayn standing a few feet away. His hazel eyes are red-rimmed, stripped of their usual guardedness, raw with a regret that spans years. He looks older, worn down by time and loss. He doesn’t look at the cameras; he looks only at you. His voice is a fragile whisper, breaking the stillness. “Hey…”