What Are You Doing At My House? (ON HOLD)

Let the depression hit.

*TWO WEEKS LATER   Nialls POV*

"Man that was so fun!" Liam yelled as we stepped on the tour bus

"yeah, California is so much better each time we come" Louis said

"Yeah, but someone is more excited that we get to stop and pick up to a certain someone, so we can steal them to London..." Harry trailed

"shut up" louis muttered elbowing him in the rib

*couple of days later*

we all go in a van because it would be easier to make it to Mel's house and get them

we pulled up and something looked wrong, the way the house sat and how the house hadn't been taken care of and it looked dull the dogs weren't even out

"something doesn't seem right" Zayn said reading my mind

we all go out and walked to the door Liam knocked and a few moments later Callie opened the door looking drained

"Oh my god, hey guys!" she said then giving us each a hug

"i forgot that is was that time already, i- we've had our handful."

"whats wrong." Louis said 

i for one got concerned where is Mel before she could answer i blurted out, "where is Mel"

she sighed and sat on the stairs

"A couple of days after you left Mel was hanging out with two of our friends and she got a phone call this call happen to be a hosptiol Beaumont hospitol where her Dad had been working for Business and her Brother got in contact with him and went there to see him, they were ran off the road by a car and killed instantly."

"oh my god, is she okay." i said worried alot for Mel and her deceased family.

Callie looked down and shook her head repeatedly

"Shes gone numb, nothing i have tried has worked" She looked up her eyes glazed trying to hold in tears

"I can't snap her out of it, she does nothing the only thing she does is sign papers for the crash and death papers and thats not the worst part, she breaking, she hasn't gone once to voulnteer and i have to go in there everyday and explain to these kids and seniors someone who has never missed a day seeing them in four years hasn't showed up, she doesnt look like the strong independent person that ran to a field for me to almost get killed for me, no and that, my friend isn't even the worst part, she has no one know just her against the world and i don't know if she hasn't come to see it yet or what but she hasn't cried a single tear just a statue thats sits outside all dam day in the backyard until i drag her inside and then she doesnt even realize that i did." she took a long deep breath

"she hasn't said a word in two weeks the last thing she said was that her brother and father were dead, i have to do all the talking throught the phone when i can't avoid it"

she looked down and and let tears slip out but was well hidden except we could see them slid off her face to the carpet.

louis went over to her and wrapped his arms around her and hushed her trying to calm her down, she needs the comfort though i can see no one had given her that.

"where's Mel?" i said again

Cal looked up, "she is in the back yard, don't bring it up, and if she talks let me know, scratch that if any slight noise comes out of her let me know." she said before putting her head down

i walked throught the hall and out the back door it was a big backyard bigger than i thought and i looked through i walked to a path that had a path made by vines that wrapped in a arch, i walked through it and came to a little garden flowers spread every where and it was like a scene from a movie i saw a gazebo i think thats what it was and i saw Mel sitting on the bench her back faced to me she was looking at well... nothing. all that was in her view was the neighbors fence and a humming bird feeder.