Too good to be good for me. ~ {Chapter 17} END

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A/N: Well guess what. It's been over two years, and I can't even believe people are still reading this and leaving actual comments. BUT. I did start this fanfic when I was absolutely obsessed with one direction, and since it was such a huge part of my life, I feel an obligation to finish this story. SO! This be the last chapter, just so that the story feels like it has some sort of closure! I wrote this soooo long ago, and just sort of let it sit in my drafts until now. So, after the longest wait in possibly the history of fanfic updates, here's chapter 17.


I bit at my nails as I waited for Zurich to meet me at the spot we had agreed on. I stare down at my phone, running over the previous events that happened just hours ago. Before I'm able to get too far into my thoughts, I hear a car rolling towards me and a whooping "YOOHOO" that I could only assume was Zur. I turned around with an unsure smile, giving a slight wave as I step off the curb and tug open the passenger side door, hopping into the rickety old truck. "Hello my fair lady, how was your daaaay?" Zurich asked in his usual, easy tone as he pulled out and headed down the road easily. "It was good, thank youuu." I responded, mocking his tone playfully. I glanced over at him, taking note that his knuckles were white, his fingers clutching the wheel tightly.

"What did you want to talk to me about, Z?" I ask slowly, nervously averting my eyes out of the window. There was a pregnant pause that was only broken by Zurich's long breath in. "Ellie, would you love me no matter what, through thick and thin, in sickness and in health, so help you God?" He asked, obviously trying to keep his words playful, but I couldn't help but notice how his voice wavered. "Of course. As long as me saying that doesn't mean that we're married." I responded, giving him a reassuring smile. He stared out at the road, clearly mulling something over in his head.

"What if... aha, what if I thought I liked guys..?" He asked, his smile looking very plastic compared to his usual grins. My brows furrowed and I tilted my head. "Zurich, yes, absolutely. Why wouldn't I?" I responded in confusion. His eyes widened and he turned his head slightly to look at me. "Wait, are you serious?" He asked, a soft tremble in his voice. "Yes- yes of course. I think pretty much everyone would, Zur. Who you love and want to be with could never change how much I love you. And I think that's the same for anyone who actually cares about you." I said simply, giving another soft smile as I squeezed his shoulder gently.

He let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head with a real, very Zurich-esque smile. "Fuck. Oh my god, thank you. Anna... she's been the only one who's known, and it's been so hard not telling you. I-I just couldn't yet, El." He stammered, running a hand through the front of his hair. "Is that what you were fighting about?" I ask, wondering how that would've caused a scrap. "Sort of." He started, squinting his eyes a bit.

"She wants me to come out. And she was mad I was keeping it from you, too. But mostly, she wants me to be able to 'be myself' and all that. I don't know, it's just going to be so weird if I do.." He mumbles, shaking his head slightly as he pulls into my drive. "But Z, don't you think it'll be kind of freeing, too? Like, how good do you think it'll be to finally just be who you are, all the way through?" I ask, tipping my head a bit. He paused before nodding a bit, a small smile crossing his lips.

"Yeah, I know you're right. I'm going to do it, but I'm going to do it when I want to, y'know? I just need a little time is all." I nod and reach over, hugging around his shoulders with a sigh. "Well, when you do decide it's time, you'll have plenty of friends to support you. We'll all be right here, no matter what." I finish, giving him one last grin before waving and exchanging a few quick goodbyes. I hop out of the truck and start up the walk when I hear Zurich call my name. I turn around and give him a questioning look as he sticks his head out the window slightly. "Thank you." He says with a soft smile, causing me to return it in kind. "It's what friends do." I say with a wave, finally turning to walk into my house.

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