Midnight Falls/ h.s. (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Part 4

I WAS INSPIRED BY THE FANFIC "LOCKER 17" by @stylesroalty TO CREATE A WAY OF SAYING, "i love you" BUT IN A DIFFERENT WAY. JUST WANTED TO CLEAR THAT UP! xx

(Part 4)

(Harry's Pov)

I head the sound of a door slam. It was Mackenzie's bedroom door. Great. That's fantastic.

"I'm just going to try to go talk to her," I say wiping a tear off of my cheek.

I took a deep breath as I made my way to her door.

I knocked.

"Mackenzie It's Harry, can we talk?"

(Mackenzie's POV)

"Why couldn't I just shut up? I didn't have to say that," I silently sob.

I heard a knock at my door. My plan was to ignore it. Been then I heard a voice.

"Mackenzie It's Harry, can we talk?"

Harry.

He actually wants to talk to me? Is this actually happening. I didn't know what to say so all I said was come in.

I was still under my sheets as I heard the door open and close once again.

"Mackenzie please come out," he begged.

I pulled the sheets and looked at Harry. He was crying too. I've never seen him cry. Not since our mum and dad died last year.

"No no no please don't cry I didn't mean to make you cry no Mack."

I sniffled.

"Harry, you're not a bad a brother," I began.

"If you were such a bad brother, you would've gave up on me. I would be on the side of the road with no home what so ever."

He nods his head.

"Mackenzie, it's just that I really never talk to you. Or ask how your day is going and if you're okay. But for me it's hard because I really don't know how to talk to you. Which is really weird since we used to talk and goof around when mum and dad were still here."

He glances to my dresser.

We walked over to it. And I know what he found. A picture of me and him from  last years summer. We took that picture a few months before they died.

He smiled.

"Whatever happened to this," he says as he holds the picture up to me.

"Life I guess. Things change when the people you see everyday just fade. Fade up to God you know? Knowing mum and dad are in a better place makes me feel good. Just having them in a place that I'm not there with them hurts. You too I bet eh?"

He nods once more.

"I just wish we were all together again. How it's supposed to be."

"I do too Harry. We have only have each other now. Maybe we need to bring back old times and pretend everything is okay."

"But it's not okay. And it sucks. Mackenzie, I know I don't ever say this but I do love you and I shouldn't even be saying this for this first time since mum and dad died. I should've told you this every single day. You never did because I'm supposed to say it first as the mature adult here. It's my fault we really don't interact because that's my job. To know how your feeling and where your heads at yeah? I guess I'm not so good at sharing either of those things about me. I don't know. But what I do know is that I'm going to work on it. Not only for me but for the both of us. I need to be there for you and it seems that Liam has done that for you more than I ever have."

By the time he's finished, hot tears begin to roll down his red cheeks.

"Liam has done a lot for me Harry. But being my brother is even more. Because I do know you love me and I love you just as much for caring. I do know you care about me. Don't think that I don't know that. I care about you too Harry." I said.

His eyes spilled out a couple more tears.

"I never want to loose you. I love you so much. Since mum and dad died, you're all the family I have left," he chokes.

"Same to you since the rest of our family can give two sh-...they just don't care, like they should but they choose not too. But oh well it's a loss on them because we care for each other."

All of a sudden Harry bends over and hugs me.

"I just wish we could've had this discussion a long time ago. And I didn't want to start it like the way it did. I'm sorry Mack."

Hearing Harry say all these things makes me feel better. I feel like we're reconnected. All it took a was one conversation. Then it just changed everything.

But of course for the better.

"It's okay Harry," I say as my voice muffled into his shoulder.

He pulls back.

"You know what we should come up with? A cool code to say, "I love you" to each other when we're sad or just because." He says.

"How will that work?" I ask.

"We point to our chests using a thumbs up and do the same by pointing to our lips for, "I love." Then you would be pointing to each other but with the thumbs up again. How does that sound?"

I smile.

I did the secret code as we laughed.

"Is everything okay in there?"

I hear Liam at the door.

He walks in to us laughing. He smiles and happily shakes his head.

"I'll take that as a yes," he says.

"I actually did it Liam," Harry says with the biggest smile on his face.

"Yeah. He really did."

"Park time anyone?"

We all got up and walked to the front door and left.

The moment I've been waiting for. Harry actually talked to me about us. That's all I've wanted. Except be mentioned saying we should tell each other how we feel. But he didn't quite do that.

He just says he missed our parents. Or that he's sorry he wasn't there for me. I assume his feelings are sad and guilty.

Those are mine too.

I'm still sad that Harry thought of him as a bad brother. I've never thought that once. I can't imagine my life without Harry. He's my rock. He's my best friend. I trusted him and I still do.

Harry is the type to keep a secret if it needed to be kept. He's good with others and he's always nice. Well with his friends I'm guessing he's a goofball but that's a little different.

He's the 'perfect one' in the family.

And I agree from all he's done for me and for my parents when they were still here. I miss them. Lots.