A song for you

Connecting

Louis and Zayn had spent three days together in his mother's house. They would wakeup and make each other eat alittle breakfast then Louis would tell Zayn some story about his mother.

The second day his sister's visited. He hugged them and they all started talking and crying. Zayn wondered if he should leave but Every time he would attempt to Louis would come and get him for some reason.

The third day Zayn had run out of clothes and was wearing one of Louis shirts. It was a little big and the sleeves kept falling down whenever he lifted his arms.

"Zayn?" "Yeah?" "Your not going to cut anymore right? If we are here you won't do it again right?" "Is that why you don't want me to leave you don't want me to cut myself again?"

"It's one of the reasons..." "One?" "...I really like being here together. I really missed you Zayn. I know that after what happened it must be difficult and it's selfish keeping you here but...I love you. And being here...no one can say what we have to do where we have to be. Who we have to be."

"You want me to stay because...you love me?" "Of course I love you. Those feelings don't just go away." "Louis I know trust me. This though...being in this house with you...this isn't our life. We are singers. Solo singers...we don't...get this."

Louis looked at Zayn. "Why can't we? I know it's not fair to the fans but I want to be with you. Don't you think that it's time we...got to be ourselves?"

"Louis I don't want to talk about this." "This is what we have to talk about it. You said you know how I feel. So why is it so hard to just stay here and act how we feel?"

"Louis it just is okay. We have people who wait everyday to hear what we are doing to hear us sing." "Zayn this isn't about the fans and you know it."

"...fine your right it isn't. I'm afraid okay. I'm afraid that it will all just fall apart again!" Louis jumped slightly he had never heard Zayn yell before.

"Sorry I just. I don't want to be hurt again Louis." "Nobody can control us now Zayn that was the only reason you got hurt before."

Zayn was quiet. "Zayn...I love you. Please I want to be together. Your...your all I really have now. My sister's....I'm only close to one of them...and she's not doing good. The boys...they are always gone...you...I love you."

Zayn sighed heavily. "I love you to Louis. I always have and I probably always will. We can't stay here though. This house isn't ours to start in. We can't live a dream that isn't ours."

Louis looked at the ground then nodded. "So we are together again? We can go out on dates now. And be alittle more open?"

Zayn swallowed hard. "Yes. I'm warning you now though Louis...I don't want to be hurt again so if I think I'm going to be I will distance myself."

"Okay. I understand that. Zayn?" "Yes?" "Can I kiss you?" Zayn looked up at Louis with a small smile and nodded.

Louis wasted no time and kissed Zayn. It was different from when they were together the first time. It was new.

They had to re-learn everything. Get close again. It would all start here.

After their kiss Zayn looked at Louis. "If we stay here to long we won't leave. I suggest you grab the things you most want to keep then we should go. I'll wait outside okay."

Louis nodded and watched as Zayn went out the door and waited outside for him. Louis grabbed the pictures his mother kept and his parents wedding rings.

He looked around the house one last time. "Goodbye mom. Don't be sad okay. We will see each other again and don't be worried either." Louis looked out at Zayn again.

"I've found someone who I love. I know they will help me through this." With that Louis walked outside.

"You ready?" "As ready as I'll ever be. Thankyou for staying with me Zayn. I think I would have died if you hadn't." "I know you would do the same for me."

Louis nodded with a small smile and this time...the car ride actually had sound cause to Louis surprise Niall,Harry, and Liam were all in it waiting for him and Zayn.

"What are you guys doing here?" "You really think we wouldn't come to visit after your mother passed away. What kind of friends do you think we are?" Louis smiled and hugged Liam.

They all started talking about the best memories of Louis mother and then their best memories in general.

Louis smiled. Zayn was resting his head on him tiredly and Niall was chatting on about a memory of potato's for his birthday.

This was home now.