Deadfriends (One Direction AU)

Family Reunions

*Niall's POV*

I gripped Kathryn's hand tighter as she slowly walked towards the jail. She wanted to see him, but I didn't want her to. I knew why she wanted to see him so badly. A few days after I died I realized I hadn't forgiven the man that ran me over. I went to his home. Let's just say I'm not proud of what I had planned to do to that innocent couple. Harry stopped me before I did it, that's when I met him. He found me outside their house fuming with anger and talked me down. We've been friends ever since then.

"Kathryn please, this isn't a good idea."I said tugging her backwards."I understand what you're feeling, but hurting him won't make you feel any better."She pulled back.

"You couldn't possibly understand you weren't murdered."She said and I shook my head.

"I was murdered, just accidentally."She started to cry."I wanted to hurt the people that ran me over. I wanted to make them pay for what they did. I wanted to make them suffer for ripping my life away. Harry stopped me before I did anything and I'm glad he did. I realize now that it wouldn't have mattered if I'd gone through with it. No matter what I did to them it wouldn't bring me back to life and that's what I really wanted. It's why I can't let you do this. It won't bring you back."

"I want him to feel my pain."She sobbed into my chest and as I rubbed her back. I quietly hummed a lullaby into her ear to calm her down.

"I know princess, I know."I turned her back towards the road and walked her back to my road, our road. I walked all the way with my arm wrapped securely around her shoulders.

*Louis' POV*

I walked towards the grave yard Eleanor's hand tightly grasped in mine. This was going to be hard. I saw my family standing in front of my grave and Eleanor squeezed my hand a little tighter. Its times like these I wish I was alive. If I was alive I'd tell my twelve year old niece she was beautiful, no matter what those boys said, and my fifteen year old nephew he didn't need to rush into dating just yet. It's always the simple things you miss.

"Uncle Louis was such a good big brother."Fizzy said running her thumb over the 'L' engraved in my grave. I saw the tears threatening to spill over. Her fifteen year old son Sam kneeled behind his mother wrapping his arms around her neck.

"I wish I could've met him Mum he sounds wonderful."He said pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"You would've liked him."She said."He would've loved all of you."

"I do love all of them. I have loved them since the moment they were born."I said and Eleanor let go of my hand and wrapped her arm around me.

"He was such a good sport. Near the end he was in so much pain and Aunts Daisy and Phoebe would run in and jump on his hospital bed. I could see the pain etched on his face, but he put on a smile for them. He did it all for them so they would remember him happy. He was so frail."I watched pull a picture out of her pocket.

"No, Fizz don't show them that."I said, but she held the picture out for all to see. I never thought anyone would see that picture. Three days before my death Mum took a picture of me and the girls. She claimed she wanted one more photo of all her kids together. She was too afraid to say it in front of the twins that I was going to die soon.

"Oh, he looks like a skeleton."Sam said faking sadness, but I could see the disgust in his eyes. His Uncle had died weak and frail, like an old man. That's not how I wanted them to know me. Please, Fizz, don't let them know me like that.

"HIV was a terrible disease to have before they invented those pills in 1996. You would die from it when it mutated into AIDS."Fizzy said rubbing her thumb over the picture and smiling. I couldn't fathom how she could be smiling at that picture. It was a terrible picture. She pulled another picture out of her pocket.