Little Direction (One Direction and Little Mix COMPLETE)

The Funeral

I rushed through the hospital clenching onto Harry's hand as he pulled me through the corridors

I lost my balance and fell over but Harry continued to run

"Harry!" He stopped dragging me

"C'mon jade!" He yells as I quickly get back up and we continue to run to the room the nurse directed us too

We met Harry's mum and dad waiting outside the room

This is the first time I've seen his parents...together, I've met both of them just not at the same time, his parents divorced when he was younger and his dad moved a few hours away from where he lived

"Harry" Anne said with tears in her eyes and she wrapped his arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her body and cried into her shoulder

"Mum.." H continued to cry

I took a step back and stood against the opposite wall giving them so respect

"Harry I'm so glad you're here" Anne continued to cry as she cupped his face on her hands looking up at him

"How is she?" He asks his mum completely ignoring his dad

He never spoke about his dad to me, not once, he doesn't even mention him, I only know that his parents divorced because one of my friends from South Shields read it in a magazine, but I never knew what went down between them

"Harry s-she's not good" Anne covers her face with her hands and begins to ball her eyes out

Harry's POV

"Mum..." I repeated and hugged her again knowing my dad is rig next to me

I didn't even bother acknowledging him because of what he did to me when I was young, I could Denver forgive him and I don't know why he is here

"Mum what happened?" I ask holding her hands

"S-she" she cleared her throat and began talking "she well, she was going out with friends to dinner and then she wasn't watching the road and an oncoming c-car" my mum started crying once again

"It's ok, I understand now" I hugged my mum as I stroked her hair

We began to walk into the room and I looked behind me and saw jade looking away, she realized I was watching her and nodded

She walked to the waiting room and sat down

I weakly smiled at her and walked into the room

My eyes filled with tears once again as I saw my sister lying in the hospital bed

"Harry" she managed to say as I held her hand and kissed it

"Gemma" I cried out

I continued to hod her hand but with the other hand I held onto the bracket the that she gave me when I was 14

I cried and cried

"Harry don't cry, please don't" her dry voice says as I look up at her

Her once tanned skin is now pale and grey, her green eyes no longer sparkle and her lips as all dry,

She was not the Gemma I saw a few months ago

"Don't cry for me Harry, please don't, I don't want what could be my last few hours or even minutes to be you crying, I want you to smile at me and remind me of the Harry I've always loved, the Harry that could make anything bad, become something amazing, please don't cry, I don't want to see my little brother cry, please don't cry" tears form in her eyes as she says that very weakly