The Way

22. I'm Fine

"Harry what are you doing here?" I asked completely surprised, that he's here and where is Valerie I need her right now.

"To stop all this rubbish stuff your brother is doing." Harry entered the house and closed the door. 

"What?" I asked him. Don't cry.

"Harry no." Zayn got closer to Harry. What.

"It's to late?" Harry sighed looking down. 

"Wait I'm confused? My brothers dead and you're over here complaining that it's to late about something I don't know about!?" I was getting pretty pissed off.

"Makaila." Harry looked at me and motioned me to the living room. "We need to tell you something all of us but there is only 3 so I'm just gonna say it." 

"Harry don't you fucking dare!" Zayn came rushing to the living room standing in front of us.

"Niall." I called out my voice weaker then its ever been.

Niall came slowly to us and I looked at him his eyes were so red he's been crying so much about Frankies death more then me. He sat between me and Harry, I want him to hold me. Niall please hold me.

"Zayn we have to tell her." Niall looked at Zayn and I could tell Zayn was getting mad over what.

"No. Please. She'll hate us all." Zayn begged, clearly I'm not on the same page as them. 

"Frankie is dead Zayn." Harry sighed like he was done talking to Zayn. 

"No he's not." I spoke up.

My brother is not dead.

He isn't. 

Never in a million years. 

My brother is a legend. 

He's alive and always will be. 

"Makaila. Louis called me saying he's ya." Harry reached across Niall and rubbed my thigh.

Clearly Louis is lying. 

"He's alive Harry. He went back home to take care of business today." I honestly said. 

"What?" They all said and looked confused. 

"Baby, no he died look" Zayn pointed to the blood puddle on the floor infront of us. 

"Zayn clearly you're seeing things, I don't see anything." I slightly smirked, and looked at Niall. He seemed worried.

"Then how do you explain my knuckles?" Zayn asked me, I looked at his knuckles and they were pretty fuck'd up.

"Zayn remember you punched the walls in the guest room?" I said with an questioning tone. 

"No Makaila, I beat your brother to death!" Zayn screamed in my face. "You're just in denial."

In denial with what?

"Don't yell at her Zayn! She's been through enough!" Niall got up and pushed Zayn a bit. 

"Hey, don't fight over nothing." I spoke up and got up going to the kitchen. "Who's hungry?" I walked in the kitchen and there was food already made.

"We ate 4 hours ago." Niall came in the kitchen and hugged me.

"What time is it?" I asked looking at the stove and it's already the next day. 

"Harry why'd you arrive so late?" I asked in a little annoying voice.

"Because I felt like it." Harry came in the kitchen Zayn following behind. 

"Makaila open this." Zayn handed me a backpack and it felt like bricks were in there.