Forever

Chapter 25

Zayn's POV

It was the day of my dad's funeral. I wasn't going to go because of what he did, but I don't know what made me but I'm here now. Just as my dad's body was being lowered into the ground I felt two hands behind me grap onto my bicep. Francesca? I looked across the group of people, she was standing across from me I don't really know why?

"You will pay for this" they said. I turned around and oh my god it was my two brothers Uwais and Jawaad. I lost contact with them, they were me four years ago. When I was sixteen I used to be into drugs, I never used them I just sold them Uwais and Jawaad were in it too but they took them as well, so was our dad from inside of prison but when I was seventeen the police were onto us so I decided I didn't want anything to do with drugs or my brothers if they wouldn't quit Uwais is twenty two but Jawaad is eighteen he was thirteen/fourteen when he first dealed drugs.

"Pay for what" I asked them.

"What the fuck do you think?" Jawaad snapped back. I just looked at them.

"For killing dad" Uwais said.

"I didn't-" Jawaad cut me off.

"Don't make up exuses. Dad told us the plan you two had, he chose you 'little golden boy Zayn' but you couldn't even kill the family that sent dad to prison. We would of, and we will. We just need to find this Francesca girl" Uwais said and both of them looking around.

"You won't lay a finger on her. You understand?!" I snapped at both of them.

"Ah, dad told us about you being in 'love' with her" Jawaad replied then they both walked off.

I wasn't going to let them do anything to Francesca even if it meant killing them myself.

After the funeral at the reception Harry, Liam, Louis and Niall came to talk to me. I explained everything that had happened to Liam and Harry as Louis and Niall already knew.

"They won't touch her" Niall spoke sounding very annoyed he hated my brothers well anyone that you would tell this story to would.

Francesca's POV *5:30pm*

It was the reception of the funeral. I didn't go near Zayn while his dad was being buried, it brought it all back of when it was my dads.

I just went out of the restaurant to the car park to put something in Zayn's car when two hands grabbed my body and pulled me behind a wall. They covered my mouth and told me if I screamed they would take me away and I nodded and they removed their hand. I took a proper look at him and at first I thought he was Zayn he looks so much like him. Then another man came he looked slightly different.

"Wh-Who are you?" I stuttered as I was so sacred.

"Haha. I'm Uwais I'm twenty two, that's my brother Jawaad he's eighteen" and he put his hand in his pocket and took out a picture of, Zayn and his dad. What?

He began to talk agin,

"And that is my other brother Zayn, he's twenty but I think you already know" Oh my gosh.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"You'll see" Jawaad said.

"We're going for a little drive" I tried to protest and dropped my handbag and a bracelet fell off Jawaad's wrist, identical to the one on Uwais' wrist.

Zayn's POV *5:45pm*

Francesca had gone to put something in my car over fifteen minutes ago. I went to look for her and by my car was a handbag, it looked like the Mulberry one I had bought for Francesca, as I looked in the purse there was a picture of me and Francesca and her keys, then a silver bracelet shined on the floor. I picked it up and it was the bracelet that my dad had given to me, Uwais and Jawaad. I got rid of mine but I knew they still wore theirs. That meant, oh my god!