Like Birds. \\ n.h [au]

c h a p t e r || 41

Chapter forty-one.

I wake up tangled in Niall's arms. Since Zayn's murder he has had these nightmares that I got killed. At least once a night he wakes up, screaming my name.

I untangle myself out of his arms and walk into the kitchen to take a glass of water with my birth control pills. Talk about that. Gina is pregnant. They are going to keep it. When she told Louis he had stormed out of his apartment, but was back an hour later, apologizing, telling her he wanted to keep it. Next week she is going to her enrollment call and she has asked me come along.

I told my parents about the whole 'being-fired-from-the-Woods' thing, leaving out the details why, the part about Mr. Wood's assault. I couldn't look them in the eyes and tell them about it. So, I just looked them into the eyes and lied, telling them that the family wasn't happy about my work. Sure, my parents, especially my mother got disappointed, even though she tried to hide it. She also wasn't thrilled about me living with Niall, but my father talked her through it and she eventually let it go.

The game we all went to, that Sunday almost two weeks ago was a blast. My father and brothers really enjoyed it. Niall even scored two goals, no wonder he is the best on the team.

The nightmares he has is really brining him down though, but I am the only one that he shows it to. They haven't caught the murdered yet, but I got a feeling that Niall knows who did it.

"ADDIE!!" I hear him screaming and I rush over to the bedroom where he jolts out of bed, his forehead showing pearls of sweat.

"Shh, I'm here, baby" I say and he drags me into his chest, breathing heavily, hugging tightly.

"Don't leave me, please, don't leave me" he whispers and I feel him shaking.

"I won't, baby. Calm down... I'm here"

I hush him down and look over at the closet door, watching the dress that hangs on it. It is a simple black dress and a grey cardigan.

The funeral is today.

"You are sure you want to go?" I ask him softly.

"Of course! I have to go!" he gets defensive and I lean backwards, releasing our hug. "I'm sorry, I'm just lost right now... I hate these nightmares. Every fucking single night I dream that they are going to kill you"

I remark that he is saying 'they' but I don't ask him anything about it, it is not the time right now.

"We should maybe get ready then," I say and stand up.

"Addie, I'm sorry, I have never felt this about anything in my whole life. I have lost many people, but losing you makes me panicking as shit!"

I turn around, stand between his legs as he sits on the bed and I cups his face in my hands.

"You are not going to lose me, I love you" I lean down to kiss his lips.

By the church we meet Tricia and Zayn's sisters, Doniya, Safaa and Waliyha and I hug them, never even met them before but it seems appropriate.

The ceremony starts and I am doing everything in my power to hold back my tears. I know it is not a bad thing to be crying at funerals, but I didn't knew Zayn. We have barely spoken.

Niall is holding my hand tightly on his lap, but not a single tear is he sharing. On my other side Harry sits, his cheeks soaking in tears. He and Zayn apparently lived together. Louis and Gina is sitting on a row in front of us, her stomach is starting to show a tiny bump.

After the ceremony we all drive to a massive house on the other side of the town. It is Tricia's house that Zayn had bought her. Above the open fire a picture of Zayn stands in a golden frame.

All this mourning makes me nauseous and I walk outside the backside to get some air. It is sad and I wish I could do something.

In the backyard strings of lights are hanging in the trees and she has a rose garden. I walk down to it and meet the many colors of roses. It smells incredible.

"Our mother is obsessed with roses"

I turn around to see one of his sisters, Waliyha I think her name was and I smile at her.

"It is really beautiful"

"Zayn helped her do this. She would never have gotten where she is today without him..." She picks down a red rose and place it underneath her nose, inhaling.

"I'm so sorry for your loss" is all I can come up with saying.

Waliyha smiles at me. "I guess it was meant to be. Now he's in heaven"

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