Harry had it all a family a great group of friends and the love of his life by his side. A chance of fulfilling his dreams means he has to leave all that behind as he makes a choice that will change his life forever. 7 years pass and Harry is a famo...
Today was going to be a hard day. I was currently driving down to go and visit Liam and the girls. It will be the first time I've been in the house since Liam was called to go to the hospital after Zayn's accident. I went round to watch the twins whilst Liam rushed to find out what was happening, praying that things would be ok. I was not expecting it, I was not prepared. Unfortunately, our prayers were not answered instead of seeing Zayn and his cheeky smile just banged up with a few scratches hollering "wazzup lads" I watched with tears running down my face as Liam walked up the driveway alone. We didn't sleep that night I think we were both in complete shock and denial.
I continue driving in silence I don't want the radio on, afraid of what I might hear be it a song that reminds me of Zayn or a song from him. I have listened to Harry's music and deep down I'm extremely proud of him and I'm glad he is getting to live his dreams. Me and Evan have often sung along to his songs although Evan doesn't know anything about Harry, and I don't know when or how I will tell him about is father. No, the radio today is staying off, hearing him today of all days is not something I'm willing to risk. I don't want to turn up with eyes looking like I've spent the day peeling onions. I need to be there for Liam and the girls. I need to be strong and supportive.
A thought flashes before me. Omg the twins Harper and Hallie. The apple of all our eyes. Every time I picture their little faces, I swear my heart breaks a little. I don't know what I'm going to tell them if they ask questions. I've been around them since they were born even taking the proud god father title. I watched the struggles Zayn and Liam went through to get the girls all the ups and downs. They stayed united and strong though and, in the end, they were blessed with 2 bundles of joy. They may be Zayn's biologically but it's easy to see both their parent's traits running through them. I can't believe they are having to go through this at only 5 years old. They only got to spend time with their dad for 5 years and they will probably only remember the last 1. What kind of justice is that. They didn't deserve it, Liam didn't deserve it, dam it none of us did. I don't think Zayn would ever realise the impact and hole he has left in all of our hearts. I vow though I will make it my mission that they won't ever forget their dad I will make sure they always know how much he loved them.
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I fight back the tears as I pull into the Malik residence. I need to get my shit together before I even leave this car. I wipe my face on the back of my sweatshirt and take some deep breaths just wanting to prolong this for a few moments longer.
"Uncle Lou are u getting out" I hear a little voice shout making me jump I look to my left next to the passenger door window and there's little Harper all sweetness and smiles that can brighten anyone's day and she does. I can't stop the huge smile on my face as I look at her "
Hey bubs, how are you? " I say as I whip out the seat hurrying around the front of the car where Harper dives into me. I pick her up, her little legs wrapped around my waist giving me the tightest cuddle.
