**Jess POV**
'' This is torture. She's not old enough to object!'' Niall cried, watching us paint Lottie's little toenails. I scoffed and looked over up at Niall.
'' You're 20, whats your excuse?'' I asked, looking at his hot pink nails.
'' Yeah, letting us paint your nails pink.''
'' Oi! Its magenta innit?'' he corrected and we all laughed. Gigi came in, holding a tray of tea. She set the tray done, and ran a finger through the wispy blonde curls atop Lottie's head. It was weird, because Lottie had gotten a bit of both traits from Gigi and Niall. She had the type of hair Gigi had, majorly curly and wild, but the color of Niall's hair, a dirty brown with more blonde than figured. Her eyes were blue, with flecks of brown and green, making them seem a blue-ish hazel. She really was an adorable baby.
'' Whatever you say baby. Just know that you're whipped.'' Gigi said, leaning to kiss Niall on the lips. He smiled and grabbed the back of her hair so she would kiss him longer.
'' At least Im whipped by a cutie like you.'' he murmured and kissed her some more. I turned my head, and looked over at Kajsa and Zayn. Zayn had his arm around her, whispering in her ear and Kajsa was laughing. She caught my eye and smiled.
'' How're you and Harry? Have you got to talking about your wedding yet?'' she asked, and Gigi sat down next to Niall, feeding Lottie from a bottle.
I looked down at the ring sitting on my left ring finger and sighed.
Harry proposed before the wedding, before the incident, before we even came back here. Ever since though, since we came back, there hasnt been talk about it since. No more planning, no more invites, no more talk about anything wedding related. Especially since the accident. I didnt mind much but it did bother me a little bit. If I thought it wouldnt hurt Harry's feelings, I would probably take off the ring until Louis was released. It was just a constant reminder of my future that I wasnt going to be getting anytime soon. It was painful.
'' No. We'll get around to it eventually though. Letting the Louis thing...situate. Have you seen him yet Zayn?'' I asked the Bradford boy and Zayn shrugged, his jaw clenching.
Zayn was taking it a littler weirder than we expected. Only seen him a few times, never alone. Hes taken to smoking again, somethine we all are a little upset about, but we all know hes okay. At least for the moment. Everyone was a little wonky at the moment, which is understandable.
The doorbell rang and Gigi hopped up.
'' I'll get the bowl!'' she cried and rushed to the kitchen. I got up and answered the door, looking at the two twin girls at the door.
'' Genies!'' I exclaimed, looking down at the adorable two girls.
'' Trick or treat!'' the exclaimed, holding out they're pumpkin carriers. Gigi appeared by my side, smiling down at the two.
'' Heres some candy girls. You guys look adorable.'' she complimented and dropping candy into their buckets. Then they ran off across the hall. I sighed and shut the door.
It was cute to see little ones trick-or-treating within the hotel at 8 or so at night.
'' Jess! Phone.'' Kajsa called and I turned to catch the phone she tossed at me. Harry. I smiled and answered it, leaning against the door.
'' Harry! When are you coming 'round? I was hoping we could trick or treat a little?'' I asked, the minute I hit answer. But then there was screaming and nothing but chaos in the backround.
'' Harry? Harry, are you alright?'' I asked, putting my finger in my other ear.
'' Jessica?'' Harry asked hoarsely, and I struggled to hear him. He called me Jessica, something he never did.
'' Somethings happened?'' I asked, standing straighter, and pulling on my shoes. Everyone was giving me a wild look and I ignored them. '' Whose that screaming?''
I could hear screaming and crying and the sounds of a struggle.
'' Charlotte! Let her go!'' Harry cried and I heard glass shatter.
'' Harry! Harry answer me!'' I cried, rushing to grab my keys.
'' Jessica.'' Harry sobbed.
'' Im here Harry. Harry, whats going on?'' I asked, pausing to look at the frantic faces of my friends.
'' Hes gone.''
**Niall POV**
I dont think you can describe the panic I was in, watching Jess rush around, yelling at Harry. Something had happened and I was terrified. Me and Zayn exchanged a look and I swear I saw Zayn shed a tear.
'' Im here Harry. Harry, whats going on?'' Jess asked, looking at us. Her eyes widened, and the phone slipped from her hands and onto the hard floor. Her eyes blinked rapidly, tears falling and her hand went up to cover her mouth. She slid to the floor, squeezing her eyes shut and her shoulders shook.
'' Jess? Jess whats going on?'' Gigi asked, standing. Kajsa got up and went to her, Gigi following her lead. Zayn shook his head, pulling out a cig and lighting it.
'' Hes gone. Hes...gone.'' Jess choked out and I had to do everything in my power not to throw something. Zayn stood up and kicked over the couch, cursing. He threw the cig on the ground and stomped on it, cursing some more profanities and crying, running his fingers through his hair.
It was like my heart dropped, my brain muddled and it was as if nothing made sense. I couldnt exaclty wrap my head around it but I knew it was true. The reactions were too...real.
'' Oh God.'' I murmured and rushed to the toilet where I was immediatley sick. Everything was running through my mind, the after maths, how everyone else was holding up. How everyone who didnt know was going to take it. I didnt even know how I was going to take it.
**Zayn POV**
I was upset, really upset but most of all, angry. Angry at myself for being too afraid to go and see him as often as the others did. Angry at myself for being selfish and never going alone. The man was one of my best mates, and I was too afraid to go and see him while he was in the hospital. I think that was what hurt the most. Knowing that I prevented myself from seeing him, that I prevented myself from still being his best mate. And now he was gone, and I had nothing to do about it. I couldnt go back, I couldnt change what I had done, I couldnt fix it.
Thats what hurt the worst.
**Liam POV**
'' Liam!!'' Hera called, and I hopped out of bed, going to look over the railing in the apartment. Hera was standing in the doorway, her eyes puffy and red, shaking. I frowned.
'' Whats wrong?'' I asked, confused. She opened her mouth and a strangled sob escaped.
'' Louis....Louis'....'' she couldnt finish and I stopped breathing. This couldnt be happening.
'' No. No no no no no FUCK NO!'' I cried, tears coming out of my eyes as I rushed back into the room and pulled on a shirt, hurrying to pull on shoes. I raced out of the room, feeling something tight in my chest, preventing me from really breathing.
Rushing downstairs, I helped Hera up and grabbed my keys and we left, forgetting to even lock the door.
But it didnt matter. Nothing did. Louis mattered. He was what was important right now. Is. Not was. Hes not dead. Hes not. HE cant be. He wont be. There isnt an us without him, there isnt much of anything. He is the constant. He always is. He always will be. Hes not dead. No. They're wrong. They're all wrong.
