Epilogue - London, New Years Eve Show
Since his arrival in London, Zayn had hardly spent a much more than a few moments away from Madison which was fine by him. Strange that he was so drawn to her but he knew better than to question a good thing and from the second he'd seen the real her in the airport, he couldn't get enough. They'd taken the stage just moments ago and he felt at ease the minute he saw her. Her smile, which he'd learned was practically a permanent fixture on her face, produced her dimples which had become so important to him in such a short amount of time. He found himself looking for any way to make her smile just to see them. It was like a requirement to start his day, just seeing that smile. He made sure as he began to sing, he looked directly at her so there was no doubt in her mind it was her he was singing about.
"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me, but bear this in mind, it was meant to be, and I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me."
Katie had a special spot on the side of the stage so as not to risk any further destruction to her ligaments. She sat with her foot propped on a chair, her hands clasped under her chin and smiled. Liam put his hand over his chest, in the precise spot where Kaitlin had spent the flight to both Aspen and London. It was also the precise spot she'd turned the shirt inside out and penned the smallest heart in black ink on the inside of the fabric. "I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes, when you smile, you've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine but I'll love them endlessly."
"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth but if I do, it's you, oh it's you they add up to. I'm in love with you and all these little things."
The concert was outside and Ashley was appropriately bundled, including the obnoxious Christmas tree mittens Louis had purchased for her the moment they'd arrived, at the same time he'd bought her Chamomile tea for the duration of their stay. She waved from her spot in the front row and he could see the green triangles stitched into the fabric. He had, after all promised her a Christmas tree and he'd delivered. "You can't go to bed without a cup of tea, maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep, and all those conversations are the secrets that I keep though it makes no sense to me."
Jessica looked incredible. Harry had bought her jeans that fit and together they'd tested nearly every one of the pies his mother made over the holidays. He was almost certain they'd both put on a few pounds. She twirled a mistletoe in her hands and when his gaze settled on her, she brought a hand to her lips and blew him a kiss. "I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans but you're perfect to me."
"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to. I'm in love with you and all these little things."
It was only a couple of days ago that Niall noticed Chloe's constant comparison or reference to Brendan came to an end. Not like she could very well help herself, not like he could blame her, after listening to the same demeaning things for so long, surely that had to have an effect on a person. He'd done his best to treat her they way she deserved and hoped it made some kind of difference to her but if the smile that seemed to replace the name Brendan was any indication, Niall was doing a great job so far. "You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. You never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to, if I let you know-oh-oh, I'm here for you, maybe you'll love yourself like I, love you, oh."
Harry bravely singled Jess out with an extended pointer finger. "And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth cause it's you, oh it's you, it's you they add up to. And I'm in love with you and all these little things."
A common reality they all shared was not overlooked as they all sang. "I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to. I'm in love with you and all your little things."
At the end of the show, they sat back stage happy to be together again.
"I thought I'd like being away from all of you better than I did," Louis said. "I reckon I've missed you but at least I found Ashley."
Harry squeezed Lou's shoulder. "It's about time you found someone who'll put up with you."
"Me? Wow Harry," Louis said. "Jessica deserves the medal for putting up with you the longest."
"I think Kaitlin, deserves it," Liam said.
"That's right," Kaitlin agreed. "I have to put up with all five of you."
Madison nodded appreciatively. "She's right. She deserves the hero sub, the medal. Kaitlin for the Win!"
"Don't let yourself off so easy," Niall said. "You've got to put up with Mr. Mysterious."
"That sounds like the name of a wrestler," Chloe said.
"Maybe it is," Zayn replied, shrugging his shoulders. "It's a mystery."
"That's a terrible joke, Zayn," Louis said. "Bloody awful."
Zayn looked around, holding his hands out to the side. "It wasn't a joke. I wasn't joking."
"I'm starving," Niall said. "I reckon we should eat something before midnight."
"You just want to make sure your stomach isn't growling when you kiss Chloe later," Harry said.
"Yeah," he agreed. "That's part of it."
Liam handed Kaitlin her crutches and as they left the venue, he asked, "So what is everybody's New Years Resolutions?"
"To eat better food," Niall said.
"To get another tattoo," Zayn offered.
"I've got one," Harry said. "To stop trying to predict the future. To live for the moment while we're still young."
Jessica threw her arms around him. "Harry!" she yelled. "For the win!"
