Peacemaker

Chapter thirty two- happy birthday

FOUR MONTHS LATER......

Zayn's point of view......

"Come on Malik," Harry calls from the front hallway "we're going to see Alix" I don't move.

"I'm not going" I mumble, not caring if anybody hears

"You guys go on ahead," I hear Harry say "I need to talk to him" the door slams shut, and then it's just me and Harry. Harry joins me on the couch

"Zayn," he says gently "it's her birthday"

"Exactly" I snap "she wouldn't want me there. I killed her!"

"No you didn't!" Harry says sharply "she's not dead!"

"She's as good as!" I yell "when will you guys accept she's not waking up? Alix is gone. And it's my fault. I HIT HER WITH A FUCKING CAR!" Tears race down my face and I bury my head in my hands.

The summer that was supposed to be the best of our lives is over. It's late Autumn now, and Lea is taking a gap year. Elizabeth dropped out of year twelve and moved in here to be closer to Alix. The boys and I have come and gone, Harry and Skye got married and Skye is noticeably pregnant. Pippa has been travelling, but drops in once in a while. Sophia has gone back to Italy to compete, nut promised to visit sometime in July. I do nothing. My life is worthless without Alix.

"You have to go Zayn" Harry urges me "you never know, she might wake up today!"

"Four months" I mumble "no responses, no brain activity, and do you know what her doctor told me?" Harry shakes his head

"What?"

"One more month and its all over" it's true. They just cut the machines and then no more Alix. She's only eighteen. Well, nineteen now.

"Zayn!" Harry punches me in the jaw. Wait! HARRY PUNCHES ME? Stars dance in my vision and the world tilts

"Harry!" I yell "what the fuck was that for?"

"Snap out of it!" Harry shouts "your fucking girlfriend is lying in that hospital bed in her birthday! And Alix is probably in there trying to fight her way back to you. You must need to be there! She loves you! And you love her! And only you can bring her back! So get of your lazy ass and come with me NOW!"

With much reluctance, I get off the couch, and Harry drives me to the hospital.

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Liam's point of view.......

"Come on Lizzy," I say quietly to my sobbing girlfriend "it's alright" we are all crowded into Alix's tiny hospital ward. Alix herself lies on the bed, tubes attached to her arms and the Herat monitor beeping slowly. She looks as if she could be sleeping. But she's in a coma, and that is so much worse.

Elizabeth has been empty since the accident. Her best friend is dying and she can't do anything. I can't pretend I understand.

"Hey guys" Harry enters, followed by Zayn. My friend tenses up when he sees Alix. Poor guy. Okay, time to do something.

"Hello?" I say "we didn't come here to be depressed on our best friend's birthday!" I look around, and start singing

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you" Niall joins in, then Harry, then Elizabeth. Soon, everyone but Zayn is singing along

"Happy birthday to you....." We finish. All is silent, and Zayn is crying.

"Happy Birthday Alix" I say, and everyone but Zayn leaves, because there is nothing left to stay for......

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Zayn's point of view........

I sit in silence, clutching Alix's hand. She lies there still as death, and it breaks my heart.

"Happy birthday Alix" I whisper, and, for what might be the last time, press my lips to hers.

The first thing I notice is how warmt they are. The next thing I notice is the heart monitor creeping up.

Beep......beep......beep....beep..beep...beep..beep beep beep BEEP! My eyes flash open as Alix gives a choking cough.

"Um...help!" I cry, wondering what's happening. A doctor comes rushing in

"What's happened?" He asks "what did you do?"

"I....I" I try to explain, but the doctors eyes are alight

"She's......impossible!" He cries "she's waking up! Whatever you were doing, keep doing it!" I don't need any more encouragement. I kiss Alix again. When I pull back, her eyelids are fluttering.

"Alix?" I say "Alix? Can you hear me?" Alix squeezes my hand. SHE SQUEEZES MY HAND!

"Zayn?" Oh my God. A face and voice I haven't seen in four months comes to life, blue eyes staring right into mine

"Oh my God," I cry "oh my God Alix!"

"Zayn," she whispers, and her hand reaches up. I gather her in my arms

"I'm so sorry" I sob "I'm so sorry! I love you I love you! I'm so so sorry!"

"Zayn." That's all she says

"Umm..excuse me?" The doctor coughs nervously "I need to ask some questions" I nod and release Alix

"Name?"

"Uh....Alix?" She sounds uncertain, and the doctor notices

"Okay, what about his name?" He points to me

"Zayn" she says immediately "Zayn Malik, nineteen, birthday is January twelfth, 1993"

"What about your date of birth?"

"Oh," Alix scrunches her face up "does it matter if I can't remember?" I heart stops. Can't remember?

"What do you remember?" I ask, ignoring the doctor. Alix considers this

"Liam, Niall, you, Louis. Harry, Sophia, Skye, Pippa, Lea, Elizabeth, Hazel, Indigo, a summer house, going to the beach. We had so much fun! I remember my best friends, and my 2011 world championships trophy, everything, but I can't...." Tears run down her face "I can't remember me!"

(Omg cliffhanger! I may not be able to write for a while but hang in there! Bye bye!

Love Alix!"