The Last Direction (Third Book to 'The Daughters')

Dinner at the Malik's

*Zayn's POV*

*Twenty minutes later*

"Oh my gosh!" Eleanor said and covered her mouth.

I just explained to them what went down and why all of us rushed out of the house before. You see everyone was already here when the boys and I got the text from Jamie, so we all rushed out of the house. We thought that there was an accident or something because they were supposed to be coming over.

"I'm guessing Jamie's not sick." Sophia said.

"Nope. She's just really worried about Harry. And she's still trying to process everything that happened today." Niall replied.

"Do you think she's going to be okay?" Perrie asked.

"I don't know. She's been taking care of her father for as long as she could remember and when she went out for the X Factor, Anne took care of Harry. Jamie didn't even think that Harry was going to watch and come out to see her." I explained.

"Her and Harry are so close, I can't imagine what she' going through." Sophia said.

"I can't imagine what Harry's going through either." Eleanor added.

A few seconds later Jessica, Emily, Annemarie, and Alex walked into the room with serious looks on their faces.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I asked with concern.

"Please tell me you're wrong about Harry and Jamie's mom." Annemarie said, her eyes filling up with tears.

Dang it. They heard us.

"I'm sorry sweetheart." Eleanor said softly as she held her daughter as tears flowed out of her eyes. Ever since the girls met us fathers, Harry was always the favorite. Although we were always there to support our daughters and be there whenever we needed them, but they always seemed to go to Harry for advice. I don't know why. But after hearing that Harry slipped back into his depression for the very obvious reason, they are very upset, but are willing to help out.

"Is that why Jamie's upstairs in my room?" Jessica asked with concern.

"Yes, she blames herself for him slipping back into his depression, so when you girls go home tonight, make sure you take care of her. Make sure she goes to work like she's supposed to." Niall told them.

"Yes, of course." Alex replied just as Louis came back in.

"Better?" Eleanor asked.

"Yeah." He replied simply.

"Well, you have perfect timing because dinner's ready." Perrie said, walking into the kitchen.

"I'll go get Jamie." I said.

"Can we go get her?" Jessica asked her father.

"I think it's best I get her this time." I replied as she just nodded.

"Jamie, dinner's ready." I said as I poked my head into the room.

"Okay." She replied as she got off the bed and followed me downstairs.

"There she is. We were wondering where you were." Emily said happily to Jamie.

"I hope you guys are hungry because I made so much food." Perrie said as she brought out the last of the food.

*An hour later*

After an hour of eating there was nothing left. Wow, we ate a lot.

"Jamie, honey, are you okay?" Perrie asked suddenly.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Jamie said with a fake smile.

"That was sudden." I said to my wife.

"I know. I just felt like asking." Perrie said.

After a few more minutes of conversation, Jamie had finally said more than three words.

"I'm so sorry that I can't help clean up, but I think I am going to head home. I'm pretty tired." Jamie said.

"It's alright. I've got more than enough hands to help clean up." Perrie replied.

Jamie nodded as she got up and headed towards the door.

"Wait, Jamie! You didn't drive here. Do you want me drive you over to your fathers to pick up your car?" I asked.

"It's fine. I can walk." Jamie replied.

"Don't be ridiculous. The girls and will come home with you so you don't have to walk." Emily said.

"It's fine, really. I want to walk. I just need to think." Jamie replied before leaving.

As soon as we heard the front door closed, Perrie started bawling.

"Perrie, honey, what's wrong?" I asked my wife with concern.

"I just feel so bad for Jamie." Perrie said through her tears.

"Mom, don't worry. The girls and I will take good care of her." Jessica told her mother.

"In fact we're going to leave right now, so that we're home when she gets home." Annemarie added.

The four girls immediately got up, put their plates in the dishwasher and left for home.

*Liam's POV*

So I have been at Harry's for the last few hours just watching TV I the family room while Harry continue to lay in his bed. I have gone up to check on him a few times, but he's been in the same position since I first went up. I kind of feel bad for him. I feel bad for Jamie too. The boys have been keeping me updated and the last j heard she was walking home so she could think.

"Liam." I heard a familiar voice say from behind me, shaking me from my thoughts.

"Harry, you're up. How are you?" I asked

"Where's Jamie?" He asked, finally speaking me after being in his room for hours. I don't even care that he totally ignored my question. I'm just glad he's out of bed.

"She should be back at her place by now. Why?" I asked.

"Can you please tell her to come over?" He asked politely.

"Um, Harry her car is still her. And she's probably already asleep by now since it's kind of late. Sorry." I replied.

He just nodded and turned to go back upstairs.

"Hey Harry." I called before he went up.

He turned and directed his attention towards me.

"Why don't you stay down her for awhile and watch some TV?" I suggested.

He thought about it for a moment before coming and sat down next to me as he wrapped himself in his blanket.