Drive

Chapter 38

Songs for the chapter are:

I Never Told You- Colbie Calliat

Let Her Go- Passanger

Come Back.. Be Here- Taylor Swift

Half A Heart- One Direction

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MARCH.

The wind whips around me and I shrug a little deeper into the same hoodie i've wore for the past six months. His hoodie, it is. It's big enough to cover me, even with my belly the size of a basketball at only six months. I hang on to Kaylee's hand as I walk down the cold and empty streets of Winslow. There not actually cold and empty, but that's what it feels like. At least I have my babies.

"Alex," Millie's voice calls and my head snaps her direction.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You know you don't have to." She tells me. I shake my head furiously and scratch the back of my neck.

"Yes I do." Is all I answer. I see the gates of the grave yard ahead and a lump rises in my throat as I run my fingers through my hair. I still haven't took the time to get a haircut, which leaves my hair at my waist. It's long, annoying, but fabulous all at the same time.

I head the direction and wipe away the tears the spill. Zayn crawls by my side, twisting his fingers in my other hand and squeezing for reassurance that everything will be okay. He's been very supportive since Niall died, and I thank God to have such amazing people beside me, walking my hell of a road with me.

As I walk past the graves I shutter, knowing peoples body's lay still, beaten by the world, cold, fragile. Millie stands on the other side of Kaylee, her small handing laying in Millie's manacured on, along with Harry on the other side of Millie, there hands connected as well.

I approach the grave of my best friend, fiance, soul mate, other half, him. Niall. Across the top it reads:

"IN LOVING MEMORY- NIALL JAMES HORAN. 1993-2014"

Another tear rolls down my cheek as I replay a collidescope of memories. All the kisses, hugs, everytime we touched, the "i love you"'s, it's all gone. The last words I told him were "fuck you, I don't need you," and I regret it more and more with every breath.

"Daddy?" I hear Kaylee and she takes her hand out of mine. She crouches down in front of the grave and her hand caresses the stone, and I hear a sob fall out of her plump pink lips.

"He's not coming back is he? Mommy?" She asks me. I practically feel my heart drops to my knees. My baby moves around and I lay a hand on my stomach as I shake my head.

"No, baby. He's not." My voice cracks and I wipe away my tears that fall again. "I have to get out of here, this was a bad idea." I tell Zayn and he nods. I say goodbye to the two graves beside each other:

"Bye, Lou. Bye, Niall. I love you, so much." I walk away with Zayn's hand in mine and Kaylee tracking behind. As I climb in the car I wipe my tears away and recline the seat, holding my hand on my belly.

Just about the time I take a sharp breath in from his kicking me, I get the feeling like I pee'd myself. Oh shit.. it isn't time..

"Zayn!" I panic and run my hands through my hair. "My water just broke!" I shout. He looks confused, like he doesn't know what the hell he's doing! Well, he doesn't.

"Go get Millie and Harry and tell them to hurry up and get over here!" My voice raises, hands clenching my stomach. "It hurts! Hurry up!" He shuffles out the car and makes a running gallop over to the two. I see Millie's eyes widen and they run to the car. Millie and Zayn jump in the back while Harry drives, speeding pass the cars on the road, causing them to honk and flip us off. Harry seems ignorant to it because he just drives past them, speeding up as he goes.