How I Love You. [EDITING]

Chapter 16.

Mr.Grey held his heart area on his chest and he landed onto his knees as he violently started to sob. He finally noticed what he had done wrong in life, and that was letting his daughter die ,because of his lack of love.

BEFORE

Zayn awoke in his bedroom,dripping sweat, his breathing was hard, and he couldn't think straight. His nightmare consisted of him losing Gracie all over again. He wasn't himself, he was in Grace's shoes at the time. He was Grace, he was in her little petite body.

He remembers the sink running, the clanking sound from the dishes. Then he remembered a woman saying something to him. He couldn't make out the words,but he remembers the gun shot. The eerie feeling it gave him as well. Then he had suddenly woken up in a cold sweat.

 Zayn shook his head, he was exhausted and he had finally fallen asleep within the time period of three days he had finally knocked out to sleep. Not like he got much sleep anyways, probably two or three hours. 

'2:13 in the fucking morning?' he thought. 'Damn it,' 

Stupid things flooded started to flood his mind 'How much would it cost for me to get a puppy...?' He shook his head 'No, Grace always wanted a puppy,' His waterline started to fill and he let a tear streak down his face. 

He was supprised he could even cry, his eyes were already dry enough. 'I read online that around 2-3 AM you wake up 85% of the time someone's watching you or because of stress.' 

He waited a moment then scoffed outloud. "Stress it is," 

"Lies," A sweet voice said, Zayn sat straight up ignoring the light headed feeling he had and looked around and saw a figure sitting at the edge of his bed. He was too tired to see what it actually was. 

"Calm down ,Malik. You're just dellusional..." He whispered to himself.

"Oh no you're not!" The voice huffed. 

"Who's there?!" Zayn shouted.

"Calm down baby," It said. 

Zayn tried to calm his heart that vigorously pumped and he closed his eyes. "Oh shit,"

"Open your eyes, Zaynie-poo!" The voice yelped. 

Zayn's eyes opened widely and he screamed when he saw two blue piercing eyes in front of him. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He yelled as he fell off the side of the bed. 

"What? Zayn, stop being afraid, it's just me. I won't hurt you,"

Zayn saw Grace's sympathetic face and he propped himself back up on the bed. He looked at her, all her details, how he still looked young, she had a beautiful colorful aura around her. "Grace..." He croaked. 

"Yes, my dear?" He smiled at him. He saw her beautiful smile and dimples. He shakily held his hand out, aiming for her face, he wanted to touch her once more. To feel her warmth, her soft perfect fair skin. He finally reached her face, she was a solid figure, but he snatched his hand back right away. 

"Y-you're cold! Why am I seeing you?! Why are you here? Why'd you leave me Grace?! Why!" He yelled. "We could have gotten married, we could have had children, we could have gone places you've never been before. I would have done anything for you!" Zayn was already sobbing as he yelled for some answer to Grace. 

"Zayn," Grace's cold hand brushed his hair away, Zayn didn't flinch, cold or not he wanted to still feel her touch. "Baby, please calm down. I didn't mean to leave you, it wasn't my choice. Please, understand that.." She croaked as a streak of blood ran down her face. 

"B-blood?! What? Are you hurt, Gracie?!" He got worried.

"I'm crying Zayn." She said "I'm crying because you're crying. You mean too much to me, I wish you could understand that I didn't mean to leave you. I wanted us to have a cute baby boy. A British Muslim desent baby. You know with your dark hair, and your beautiful skin, your eyelashes, wow-"

"Your smile, your dimples, and your gorgeous eyes too..." Zayn interrupted Grace. 

"Yes baby, all of those features." Their foreheads touched and they looked into each other's eyes, Grace's legs wrapped around his waist, she sat on his lap as he was crisscrossed and he sat up. Zayn moved in for the kiss as Grace followed his lead. 

They're lips brushed each other's and Grace went in to make it even more meaningful, they're lips danced with each other, they continued for two minutes until Zayn needed air desperately. They parted and he breathed heavily. Grace seemed just fine, but she was a ghost that is. 

"I love you," Grace said. 

"I love you more!" Zayn said and smiled largely.

"Wanna fight about it?" She growled in a teasing way. 

Zayn chuckled and threw himself and Grace under the covers. He snuggled into her and he said "No, I just want to spend the night with you."

Grace ran her chilled fingers through Zayn's hair and smiled "Okay," He kissed him ontop of his head and stayed where she was in his arms. Since she left the earth, she hadn't felt this tingly feeling for a while. 

It was finally five in the morning and Zayn had awaken. His eyes still closed as he stretched and yawned. He hasn't felt this good for a while. He then opened his blurry eyes and looked to his left where he had Grace,but she wasn't there. Zayn started to freak out, he looked around more. He felt the area where Grace had laid and he felt the coldness that she left. 

Zayn jumped straight off the bed and put his clothes on, He needed something to numb this feeling of loss. He couldn't take it anymore. 

He put on a white V-neck shirt and black baggy sweatpants and headed out with his dark blue varsity jacket in his hand. He walked down the pathway to his lonely house and jumped into his car. 

He reved up the engine and whipped out his phone. He dialed in some numbers and said "Hey Al, I was thinking, remember when you offered me the stuff?"

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Zayn walked down an alley way ,he was out with the boys ,but he just had to be alone so, he told them he would be walking home. Liam insisted that he took him home ,but Zayn refused and ran off. 

"Hey!" Zayn jumped at the unknown voice. 

Zayn looekd around and held his guard up "Who's there?"

"Calm down," A blonde crew cut haired kid said. He had bloodshot eyes and they were green. He looked up and smiled. "I'm Al, You look a little tense. Everything alright?"

"What's it to ya?" Zayn said. 

"Ooh, touchy. You're part of that famous boyband aren't you?" Zayn nodded at Al, and Al smirked "Oh, yeah my little cousin loves you guys. Anyways, I was just wondering if you wanted something to calm you down. You look too tense, you need something to numb you." 

Zayn looked at him and said "Whatcha got?" 

"Eh, basically the whole package. I got some Methamphetamine, Crack, Coke, and you know a bit of Heroin. Depends what you want to feel." He continued to smirk in an evil way. "Here. Take my number, first time's free buddy. Oh and don't worry, if you do come around your secret is safe with me." Al walked off leaving Zayn a bit flustered.

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"Yeah, need something bud?" Al's raspy voice rang through Zayn's ears. 

"Maybe, meet me in ten minutes by the gazebo by Gilligan's park." 

"You got it Zaynie boy, anything you want specifically?" He questioned Zayn. 

"Gimme some of that...coke." 

"You know how to snort?" Al asked another question. 

"Na, you can teach me a thing or two though i'm sure." Zayn smirked to himself.

"You know I really can."

"Well, see you in a little."

"Yup, and with the drugs," Al chuckled through the phone and they hung up.