Like Birds. \\ n.h [au]

c h a p t e r || 39

Chapter thirty-nine.

I unlock the door and step inside the apartment. I couldn't get ahold of a cab and Niall didn't answer my calls or text so I had to walk all the way home. Of course it had start pouring down and now I look like a drowned cat.

I take off my wet clothes and walk into the bathroom to take a refreshing warm shower. It is exactly what I need right now.

My mother's comment about Niall being rude for leaving is stuck in my head.

I followed them back to the hotel and we sat down by the bar for a while, just talking. I have missed them so much, but her comments are still in my head.

I noticed they were thinking Niall was acting weird, and I just hoped he could have told me what had happened before he ran out on us like that.

After the warm shower I light up some candles in the living room and turn on the TV, heating a bag of popcorn up in the microwave. The clock is almost eleven, but I won't send another text to Niall, because he I know he won't answer. I just hope he will come home soon.

My phone vibrates on the coffee table and I grab it quickly, hoping it is from Niall.

But it is not, it is from Gina, asking me if I am awake and instead of answering back I call her.

"Hi," she says low.

"Hey, what's up?"

I hear her sniffle and I sit up straight in the couch.

"Can you meet me tomorrow?"

"Yeah, of course, but what has happened??"

"I will tell you tomorrow, I just have to get some sleep"

"Oh, okay..." I don't know what to say, and she hangs up before I can figure something out.

The door unlocks and Niall steps into the hallway. The rain hasn't calmed down since I was out and now it has begun to storm.

"Hi," I say shortly. A part of me is mad at him, and a part of me can't. Even though he has been gone for almost five hours and not answering any of my text and calls. Of course he had me worried when he just left like that. I get up from the couch and walk after him into the bathroom. He is washing up his hands. "Where have you been?"

He doesn't answer and I walk further into the room, when I see blood on his hands. The water is turning red in the sink.

"Niall! What has happened!?" I shout and grab his hands and turn him around to look at me. His white shirt if filled with blood stains and his face is pale, tears filling up his eyes. "What the hell! Tell me!"

I feel the worry spread in my body as tears falls down on his cheeks.

"Z-Zayn. He is dead"

Dead?!

"What?" I gasp and place my hands over my mouth. "Dead? How?"

"He got shut! Ah, fuck!" I see the anger in his eyes and he takes a blue towel to dry his, now cleans hands, off. He sits down on the toilet lid and I crouch down in front of him.

"Sh-sshottt?"

"I-I-I just got from the hospital. Harry and I was the ones who brought him in... They fucking shot him!! Right in front of Harry!!"

I place my knees on the floor and stretch up to embrace him. He has begun crying now and I hush him down, even though I am crying too. Although I only met Zayn a couple of times. I just can't believe he is dead.

"Who would have done something like that?" I sniff when we sit on the couch a half hour later. Niall doesn't say anything, where he lays in my arms and I stroke his blonde highlights. The TV is playing an old black and white movie, but none of us are focusing on it.

"Baby?" I look down on him and he has fallen asleep. I carefully replace my body with two cushions and pull a blanket over his sleeping body.

I make sure the door is unlocked and walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth and pee before climbing into bed.

"Addie!" I hear him call out when I am reading through Facebook moments later and I sit up, ready to walk out when he walks inside.

"Don't leave me"

*oh, oh, poor zayn. or?
yeah, chapter forty is already finished, but i am waiting with that one for at least one day...
gosh, i really love Writing this fanfiction.
hope you like it :*
xx