fighting the stars above

XIV

I take small, cautious steps towards Waliyha, who is curled up on her bed, her little body shaking with sobs.

                      "Waliy?" I sit beside her, and rub her shoulders soothingly "Shh, it's okay, jaan. Calm down.

           We sit there like that for hours—me just holding her and she, crying. It's not till her teats have dried till she looks at me, and croaks out painfully: "Why Zayn? What did he do? He is such a nice big brother..."

                   "I know, Walz, he's the best." I smile gently "He doesn't deserve this, of course but...but this is life, Waliyha. We can't change this now, can we?"

                                "No," she admits "but what else can we do except mourning?"

     "We can—and will—fight. If not for ourselves, then for Zayn. We won't let him die." My voice sounds firm, and silence fills the room once I say those words.

                                   "I am sorry I shouted at you." Waliyha says timidly "I was just upset. I know it's not an excuse but..."

                     "It's okay. This is hard for all of us. I can't even imagine a life without Zayn; he just means so much to me. I can't loose him." I say, my eyes misting over.

                              Waliyha hugs me tight, tuckinh her small frame under me.

            "We won't."

[ A/N :
       Hey, my worthies (I have decided to call my readers that, if you guys don't mind)! Long time no see, right? I just have been kinda busy. But I promise I'll squeeze in more and more updates.
                Now, isn't Harry's bond with Zayn and his family just ADORABLE?! I actually enjoy writing tender chapters like this hehe.
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