Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 22

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(ZAYN’S POV):

I had no clue what to expect from them.

None of us had a clue what to expect.

The look on Harry’s face read embarrassment and anger.

The look on Alyson’s face read shock and sadness.

And I hated to see that on her. I hated it when she would get sad. I hate the fact that the moment she thinks there’s no more secrets, another would just pop out of fucking nowhere. It’s like she doesn’t have any moment to just relax from all of this.

But this was all too much. If it was too much for me to accept, how would it be for them? I mean, their own grandmother? Isn’t a grandmother supposed to be all warm and lovey and shit?

What I’m guessing right now is that she lacks the warm and love and only has the shit part. She never would have crossed my mind to be the person to do such a thing. I knew there was something wrong when that shocked look came across Anne’s face back in the hospital.

“I…I can’t believe this…” Harry was the first one to break the silence. “She…how…” But he stopped talking as his eyes widened. “S-She knew…”

What the hell?

“She knew what?” Liam asked him.

“She fucking knew…the day…the day Alyson was with you guys and you spent the weekend in Cheshire…she saw her. She fucking knew it. She fucking knew her. I saw that look of regret in her eyes but at that time, I didn’t really think there was something behind it. I saw the way she gave Alyson the most attention and how every 5 minutes she would ask her if she needed anything. She knew. She fucking knew it and she didn’t say anything.”

And as those words left his mouth, I made my way over to her, knowing that she was going to break down. “Love…”

“S-She…but she…she seemed…she was…so nice…”

I pressed my lips to the side of her head. “Take deep breaths.”

“Zayn…she…she knew me…I…I blamed Anne…I blamed her…I said so much bad stuff to her…oh my god…I’m…I’m such an awful person.” She cried.

What the fuck?!

“Alyson, look at me. Don’t say that. That’s the last thing you should say, do you understand? I might not know exactly how you feel but I do know that your reaction towards Anne was only a natural one. None of us knew. So don’t say you’re an awful person okay?”

She closed her eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Fuck! Fuck this! Fuck this!” Harry started yelling as he grabbed the vase on the table and threw it on the wall, smashing it into hundreds of pieces. “Fuck! I can’t fucking believe this! I’m…I’m sorry Alyson…you deserve people better than my fucking family…I’m sorry.” He said as he stormed out of the room, taking us all by surprise.

But we didn’t have time to take in what happened as Louis spoke up.

“You two should go to Cheshire.” All of our heads snapped towards Louis, shocked. “Alyson and Harry. Go. Go fix whatever family problems is happening right now.”

“L-Louis…” Alyson stuttered.

“Aly, you’re his sister as much as you’re mine. We’re all guilty from our actions towards Anne and you two can’t sit here and let her go through all of this by herself. Go. Go and fix your relationship with Anne and Des. With Gemma. And even though she doesn’t deserve it, let your grandmother explain herself. But just don’t leave me for too long. You know how I get when I’m missing my best friend.”