✔ A Sky Full of Stars [Zarry AU]

Chapter Fifteen

"My love for you will outlast this beach, this ocean, this planet. When judgement comes and Heaven finally falls, I will take you back with me." - Scarlet Blackwell, I Am Fallen.

"Who's gonna believe this, Harry? These things aren't supposed to be real." Zayn said as he finished his burger and looked at Harry who rolled his eyes while doodling on a sheet of paper which Zayn reckons is a pamphlet for a local circus show. He wonders how did Harry get it. "You saw it. I saw it. We're not insane." Harry said, glancing up at Zayn.

Zayn didn't say anything about that. He couldn't believe what he had witnessed, it scared the shit out of him. Nobody was playing this joke, as much as he hates to admit this, it does seem like Louis. The way Louis talked to him on the phone, the exact way. "I left my recording to deal with some ghosts. My life is becoming interesting." Zayn said with a smile as Harry chuckled.

There wasn't anything strange till the next morning. Zayn and Harry argued at night for the sheets and Harry ended up kicking Zayn off the bed, but Zayn eventually got in and cuddled with the annoyed man. Harry wanted Zayn to simply follow him since Zayn managed to get a week holiday before he has to head back for work.

"So, what we gonna do? Search for ghost busters?" Zayn asked as Harry laughed at that, but didn't reply. They left the motel and went out at about 10:30 am. They got themselves a cup of coffee from a small café and were now heading towards the cemetery. Zayn liked this place, as much as he hates to admit it, nobody actually noticed him here.

"What are we doing here?" Zayn asked as he threw his cup in the garbage bin and looked over at the local Birmingham Cemetery. Harry just gave him a look as they were offered the entrance. Zayn followed him silently while glancing at all the stones. Some were decorated with flowers while some were just there. Harry stopped as Zayn looked over at the direction he was looking at.

Right in front of him was a stone. Zayn read it out as 'Louis Tomlinson'. Harry bent down and picked up one of the flowers placed in front of it and looked at Zayn. "When I came here two days ago, there were lilies here. Now it's Jasmine. Somebody is coming here. Obviously not his friends, he has nobody. Who would do this?" Harry asked as Zayn bent down and glanced over at the stone.

Louis Tomlinson.
1990 - 2014
A loving son and brother.

"Look at that," Zayn said as he pointed below the word 'brother' imprinted on the stone. There was a small symbol there, it looked like two beautiful designs in a circle, but it was craved so beautifully and it was now in spotlight. Harry had never noticed it. "Do all graves have these?" Zayn asked as Harry shook his head. He was sure Louis was the only one with this kind of symbol.

"It's pretty though." Harry said as he raised his hand and went forward to touch it as his hand started giving out a burning sensation. He groaned as he pulled his hand back while Zayn gave him a waring look. "I don't like this." The pop sensation said as he got up and looked around. Nobody was actually there at this hour.

"Let's just go." Zayn said as Harry nodded and got up before looking at his stone for the last time. They walked out of the cemetery while talking about Zayn's upcoming album as Harry crashed hard onto a person.

"Shit, I'm so sorry!" Harry apologized as he looked at the well dressed lady who was clutching her bag warily while glaring at him. She muttered some things and walked away through the gates of the cemetery as Harry sighed and walked with Zayn who was laughing at him.

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"We will die if we don't do something about this thing." Zayn said as the clock struck 11 pm. He had a long talk with his manager then with his mother and the last call was with Niall. "I'm sure Louis won't hurt us." Harry said as Zayn laughed.

"Maybe not you, he will probably kill me." Zayn said. He was not even joking anymore. "Thank you, Zayn. I didn't think you would really come." Harry said as he looked at Zayn who was pacing around for a long time. Zayn finally paused to look at Harry and nod. He then sat down beside him on the bed and took his hand.

"You're a good person, you know. We all have our secrets, you had yours. Now your crazy boyfriend is haunting the fuck out of us. I'm going to die out of fear." Zayn said as Harry chuckled and held his hand tight. "Don't worry, won't let him kill you." Zayn was now looking at him, leaning in to capture his lips into a kiss.

He molded into Harry as he let go of his hand and pull his face as close as possible as Harry's hands were resting on his hips. He did miss this, after all the weird things that had been striking today, this was definitely a reward for him. Harry's phone went off as they pulled away. "Jesus Christ, scared the fuck out of me." Harry said as he grabbed his phone and his heart skipped a beat when he looked at the id.

"Hello?" He said when he picked up. Zayn was looking at him, there was this weird feeling in the air now. "Hello?" Harry asked again when he heard no response.

"You don't love me, do you?" Louis asked.

"No- Louis. I did. I did love you, but... But you're not in this world anymore. I still do love you." Harry replied.

"Liar! I did so much for you! I gave you everything! Now you're sleeping with Zayn?"

"No- it's not like that. You did play me a little, didn't you?" Harry threw back at him.

"It was just audio tapes and some video tapes. I never did give you to anybody. Not my fault." Louis said. That moment it sounded so less like Louis and more like a monster.

"I hate you." Harry whispered as he threw his phone on the bed. The television went off again as Zayn swore under his breath. The channels kept on changing as it finally shut down. The clock was ticking, then they started hearing the water flow.

"It's the tub." Harry said as Zayn got up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom to check on it. No sooner he entered the bathroom, the door closed behind him. "Zayn!" He heard Harry shout for him.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath as the water stopped filling the tub. The door opened by itself as he frowned. He turned his head to look over at the mirror.

'He's mine.' Was written in black colors which Zayn thinks is some kind of liner. "Zayn?!" Harry asked as he burst through the door and threw himself on Zayn.

"Did anything happen outside?" Zayn asked as Harry shook his head. He didn't say anything for a minute, soon Zayn could hear him crying.

"Why are you crying?" Zayn asked, finally tearing his eyes off the mirror with those words as he lifted Harry's face in his hands. "Why?" Harry asked as he took Zayn's hands off his face but held them in his.

"I thought you were going to die! Like, the water was filling and you got locked in, I was scared!" Harry started yelling as Zayn simply pulled him into a hug to calm him down. He definitely knew something wasn't right here and they needed to get some help before any of these supernatural things get fatal.