Welcome To My Life

How do you think life can change when out of nowhere, you bump into your older super famous brother? I mean, I never thought that I will see him again, or even move in with him... So yeah, quick spoiler alert, I bumped into my brother Zayn Malik, and was forced to discover some truth I never intended to know.


25. Death

*Normal P.O.V.*


I got ready for the lunch with Simon, and then went down to the kitchen and wait for the rest of the guys.


"Where were you in the morning?" Zayn asked. "And don't lie."


"I went over to the Hospital to visit dad, and guess what." I said. "He's on surgery and you knew."


"Yes, but only because they called me at 3:00am in the morning." Zayn said.


"And then I went to the park." I answered.


"I'm sorry for not telling you." Zayn said. "I swear I was, but you weren't here in the morning."


"Don't worry Zayn." I said. "It appears to be that you love to keep life as a secret from me." I added before walking to the living room.


"God Gab!" Zayn excalimed following me. "It's not like that!"

"Whatever Zayn." I said turning around to face him. "I'm sick and tired of lies and fighting!" I said racing my voice. "I'm sick and tired of watching the people I love get hurt! I'M FUCKING TIRED OF LIFE!"


"Gab..." Zayn said trying to hold my hand, but I jerked it away and walked over to hug Louis, whom was watching the scene with the rest of the guys.


"Car's here..." Liam said.


We all walked to the limo silently, not a word was heard, only the breath of everyone, Zayn was trying not to cry, and I was trying not to kill anyone at the moment.


I was done with the lies. I was done with the fighting. I was done with the fake smiles and everything. I was done; but my life was nowhere near being done. Confusing right? Yeah, even I find it confusing.



*Louis' P.O.V.*


I saw Gab shouting to Zayn, I saw how hurt she was. I saw the anger rise up. I'm glad she didn't let Zayn touch her or anything, I was dearly afraid for my mate; but I had to be here for my girlfriend.


Harry, Liam, and Niall were in a funny and deep conversation with Paul in the front rows, leaving Zayn, Gab and I in the back. Zayn was texting on his phone, Gab was staring out the window, singing some sort of lullaby or song, and I was staring at everyone.


"Me and Lucy walking hand in hand,

 Me and Lucy never wanna end!

 I got to live with the choices I've made,

 And I can't live with myself...


 Hey Lucy, I remember your name..." Gab finished singing and cleaned a small tear from her eye.


"Is everything okay?" I asked turning her face.


"No." Gab replied. "But at the end it has to be right?"


"What is it?"


"Can we ignore it right now?" Gab asked leaning her head on my shoulder.


"What is it?" I asked once again.


"I have a bad feeling. Like something was just ripped..."


"How can you feel that?"


"When you love someone so much, no matter what, you sort of feel their pain." Gab explained. "And I feel like if someone's heart was just ripped from their chest, and there is no coming back."




*Zayn's P.O.V.*



I was listening very carefully to what Gab was saying to Louis, becasue I had the same feeling. And it was nothing good.



"When you love someone so much, no matter what, you sort of feel their pain." Gab explained. "And I feel like if someone's heart was just ripped from their chest, and there is no coming back."


"I'm sorry." Louis said to her. "Whatever it is, I'm here okay?"


"Okay." Gab answered.



And just like if there was some sort of connection, I got a text from the hospital. I looked over at Gab before looking down at my phone.


'From: Hospital


Dear Mr. Malik, I am really sorry to tell you this, but your father just died in surgery. There was a malfunction with the other heart, and he died in the transfusion. If you could come over so we could debrief you better and sign some papers, it would be really nice.


I'm sorry for your lost.'



"STOP!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face. The car came to a jolt and everyone stared at me. "Pull over."


"He died right?" Gab said.


I looked over at her, my eyes were covered in tears, but I knew that she was dying to cry too. I pulled her into a hug and caressed her hair.


"I'm sorry Gab." I whispered. "I'm so sorry."








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