What's Written In The Stars [H.S]

Part 36

"Aditya! Aditi! Aliya! I am so proud of you!" Pops comes into the green room, where we are all waiting for Tom, our security manager, to give us a green card, so that we can leave the stadium. He said there is a lot of traffic and many fans are outside and it'll take a little time to clear out a way. So everyone is either on their phones talking, chatting or talking to each other.

"Thank you Pops!" I walk to him and give him a tight hug. He lets go of me and plants a kiss on my forehead. He moves and does the same to Aliya and Aditya.

"Let's go outside." Aditya tells us and he walks back to the door and opens it for us to walk out.

"Oh! I totally forgot!" Dad says suddenly as we come out and quickly moves his hands to his pants pocket to look for something. He then takes out his phone and says, "Ayaan wanted to talk to you all. He called in the afternoon, but you were all busy. Here, call him."

He hands us his phone and we quickly video call him. Ayaan left U.S. after our first show itself. He had exams and dad wouldn't let him stay longer, though he wanted to. Dad can get very serious when it comes to our studies.

"Hey losers!" he exclaims with a smile on his face. He is in his room, the sun light lighting up his room.

We chuckle at his greeting, "Hey little devil. What have you been up to?" I tell him.

"Studying." he sighs dramatically.

"Don't lie, I know you just came back from a football match." Aditya teases him.

"Wha....no. I didn't! I was studying!" his eyes widen.

"Chill bro, he's just pulling your leg." laughs Aliya, as we too chuckle at his reaction.

"I can't believe I am saying this, but I miss you guys." he says, "The house feels really empty and weird with you." he smiles, but there's a hint of sadness on his face.

"Aww, Ayaan, we'll be back before you even know it. Just two more shows to go." I tell him, I want to hug him so bad. Though sometimes he can be a pain in the ass, but he's my brother, my family. And I miss him too.

We talk to him for fifteen minutes or so. We talk about how everything is going on here and we ask him the same. His exams are getting over next week and he wants to come to US again before we finish our tour. When we finally hang up, I let out a sigh.

"What happened?" asks Aliya.

"Nothing. I just miss him. Our little brother. We've been so busy that we didn't call him often." I tell them. It's true, the last time that we spoke to Ayaan was last week. We haven't spoken since. And now I feel bad. I feel like, I'm not a good sister. A sister who doesn't check in on her little brother to make sure he's okay.

"Then you need to call him every day." says Dad who stands next to me. "You will, won't you?" he looks at all of us and we nod our head yes.

"Listen kids, I know this isn't the right time to be saying all this. But you need to remember that family comes first. I don't know how long I'll live...."

"Pops!" cries Aliya as she cuts him off. But dad continues.

"...you need to be together, always. Never let go of each other, ever." he says with a smile on his face. We say nothing but like little kids we nod our heads and together, hug our dear father. He means the world to us and I can't even imagine a life without him.

"Ahem." comes a voice behind dad. All of us turn to see Harry standing there with Zayn in the empty corridor.

"Harry!" Aliya and I exclaim together. Harry? Here? Oh, this is gonna be awkward. After Harry left the other day, we spoke only twice. And by 'spoke', I mean texted. It was a very short, formal conversation. He asked me if I was doing okay and that was it. Maybe, he wanted to give me some space or maybe he still felt guilty after what had happened. But I still don't blame him. He didn't do anything wrong. Seeing him here is taking me back, six weeks ago, "You're beautiful."