Silence (Ziall Horlik) AU

Chapter 24

Zayn's POV

"Zayn! Get out of bed, mum says you can't sleep all day!" Waliyah's voice broke me out of my sleep. I sat up and looked down at what I was wearing because before I had gone to bed I was only in a towel and I didn't want her to see anything she wasn't supposed to. But I was surprised to find myself in my pajama bottoms and a white t-shirt. Confusion went through me as I looked up at my sister. She rolled her eyes at me and crossed her arms like she was tired of me sleeping in so late. My eyes scanned my bedroom and I was in shock when I saw everything I had was been placed back to the way it was before I had packed it up in boxes.

"Waliyah, did you guys go through my room while I was sleeping?" I asked my sister slowly. She looked at me like I was crazy and rolled her eyes at me. I looked around my room some more, but when my eyes landed on the empty place on my night stand I freaked out. I stood up and touched the spot that my picture of me and Niall on my graduation day was right before I fell asleep.

"What the fuck did you do to it?" I growled at my sister. She took a step back from me and looked closer at my face. I took a step towards her and pushed her while demanding her to give me the picture back. That was all I had to hold on to now. I only could remember Niall from pictures and the short videos I had. My drawings as well.

"What the heck?! You're going crazy! I didn't do anything to anything!" Waliyah yelled back at me as she hit me. I stopped trying to get answers out of her and ran over to look through my stack of sketch books. I flipped open one and flipped through the pages frantically while my sister started yelling for my parents to come up here. My fingers ran over the pages that I swore I drew my first picture of Niall on, but there was nothing there. I dropped that book and looked through the others in case they were in the wrong ones.

"Zayn, what are you doing?" I heard my mum's sweet voice come into the room. I looked up at her and shook my head as a few tears fell down my face. My heart was already breaking beyond its already broken state. I wanted Niall back and I wanted all my memories of Niall back too. She came over to me and pulled me into her arms. I let her hold me, but my mind went to one more thing so I ran out of her arms to where my phone had somehow been moved to my bed side.

I picked it up and looked through my pictures but they were gone. I screamed in frustration, then threw my phone across my room. Now my dad stepped in and tried to get me to calm down, but I wasn't going to calm down. I had been calm all day yesterday during the funeral for the most part and now I'm letting out my anger. I'm angry Niall got taken from me because he was going to get his hearing fixed. I'm angry that the people around me took everything thinking that would help me get over the fact my boyfriend was gone. That thought in itself made me look at my mum and dad and felt an extreme amount of resentment towards them.

"You both got rid of my stuff! You tried to get rid of my stuff! Why is my stuff not packed up like I had it before bed?" I yelled at them. They both looked at me confused, then looked at each other. My dad took a step closer to me and placed a hand on my shaking shoulder. His brown eyes poured into my own with a serious expression in them. Tears kept falling down my cheeks because this was all too much for me to handle. I couldn't handle loosing everything in such short days.

"What is going on in that head of yours?" My dad asked me slowly. I shook my head and sat on my bed trying to think of this. My dad knows I'm going through a hard time with all that's happening. I'm also supposed to move out soon and some how I have to pack up my room again because someone decided to undo everything I had worked on with Louis, Harry and Niall. At the thought of my two friends I ran to where my phone landed and picked it up to call Louis.

"Mate, it's too early for you too call me. What's up?" Louis asked me sleepily. In the background I heard Harry giggle, which surprised me because yesterday when he understood what was going on he wasn't normal Harry.

"Send me any pictures you have of me and Niall. Someone got rid of everything!" I yelled frantically told my friend. He groaned and let out a sigh.

"What the fuck are you on about?" Louis asked me, causing Harry to gasp in the background out his boyfriends foul language. I rolled my eyes and ended the call before running over to open my curtains more so I could see if Niall's room was still decorated the same. I knew it had to be the same because Niall was was only buried yesterday.

When I looked straight into Niall's room, it was completely empty. My eyes wandered to the front of the house where a for sale sign was in the front lawn. My heart seemed to stop as it hit me that the Horan's probably moved back to Ireland because there was nothing to stay in Bradford for anymore. Sure Niall is buried here, but they're lives were in Ireland. There's nothing here anymore. But how it happened over night baffled me.

Soft hands rested on my back, causing me to look back at the person. My mum gave me a sad smile before sitting me down on my window seat and sitting next to me. She wiped her hands over wet cheeks, then gave me a nod to talk to her. I told her that all my stuff of Niall was missing and it didn't make sense because I wanted it back. I cried to her that I wanted Niall back and that I accidentally scratch my legs because I was in so much pain than my boyfriend was dead. She just looked at me closely like this was hardly making sense to her, but she still listened.

When I finish, I cried harder until I was hyperventilating and trembling. She just ran her hands over my back to calm me down. I leaned my head against her shoulder as I got a grip on myself. She ran her hands over my face, then she grabbed it in her hands to look at me.

"Those things never happened, honey. You went to bed last night worried about getting your college acceptance letters back then you went to bed. Your sister came to wake you up because it was nearly ten in the morning and I don't want you sleeping your Saturday away. Do you understand that was just a dream?" She asked me softly. I shook my head because I know that those things weren't a dream they were real and my heart actually got broken to pieces because my boyfriend is dead.

"You were there mum! You know it happened! Niall was everything to me and he's gone!" I cried to her. She shook her head and looked over to my dad. He looked at me like I was some type of mental case, but I saw in his eyes he also wanted to help me get over this.

"Do you feel like this is real life too, Zayn?" He asked me. I nodded because everything was real life. Everything that happened to me was real life.

I did the next thing I knew had to. I ran out of my room and out of my house until I was at the front door of the Horan's house. I knocked on the door then waited but there was no response. No matter what I did or how many time I yelled for someone to answer the door, I got nothing but pure silence...

A/N: does this all make sense?!?!?! Yall have no idea how long I waited to do this to you guys!!! Hahahahahaha!!! So the sequel is going to be call Illusion and the prologue is already up!

Thank you guys for the support and comments on this! This was fun to write and I hope it was fun to read as well. I'm sorry for any emotional damage I caused you guys, but I'm sorry to say I'm not done yet! Again, the sequel, Illusion is up and ready for you guys to continue this crazy world of Ziall! Love you guys! Hopefully I see you all in the next book! Comment / Vote!
- Bri;)