Alison, Isaac... Goodbye

Niall's apartment was a little different from the last time Harry had been there. The kitchen now had built-in furniture, and more furniture crowded the space.

Niall led Harry to the guest room. They had barely exchanged a word the whole way to the apartment.

"I have some bigger sweatpants that can fit you. There's a towel in the closet." Niall said to Harry, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Niall." Harry said as his friend prepared to leave the room. "Do you think...do you think I did the right thing?"

"You did what was right for you, Harry." Niall gave him a gentle smile.

"Is...I just hope everything is going to be alright, you know?" Harry was close to crying. Deciding against leaving the room, Niall sat next to Harry on the bed. "Life is so unfair sometimes, is not it? I wanted Zayn to be with me more than I wanted anything in the world. Just when I had thought I was wishing for the impossible, he showed me I was wrong for thinking that." Niall put his arm around Harry's shoulder who was now crying. "And then I realized that love was the best thing I had ever lived and felt, Niall…I had a family. Every ‘I love you' Emma said to me was..." Harry cried uncontrollably. "I love her so much, Niall." Harry hugged Niall. "But she lost her father because of me. I wanted Zayn so much for myself that I took him away from her, I took her father out of her life."

"Shhh, Harry, don’t talk nonsense..." Niall hugged him harder, stroking his fully messed curls. "You gave her a new life, you gave him a new life too...Don’t blame yourself, my friend."

"Zayn called Lindsay this morning asking to speak to Emma. Lindsay said Emma was okay and that she did not want to talk to him. You should have seen how he was when she hung up the phone. I could feel all the pain he was feeling just looking at him..." Harry got up from the bed. "Tomorrow will be a new beginning, Niall. I'm sure that, since we are not together anymore, it will all be easier."

"I hope that too, bro."

"Emma will have her father back…and I can live with my best friend..."

“That's the good part. I'll enjoy sharing the house with you again."

The two hugged each other. Harry sighed, making himself believe that he staying away from Zayn would be the best for everyone.

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"Harry" Harry opened his eyes as he felt a soft hand touch his hair.

"Alison?" Harry asked, scared, and sat up on the bed.

"It's me, my dear." Alison said to him with a friendly smile, "I know you're here because you think it’s for the best, but it’s not, Harry. They're your family, Emma loves you...It was so painful for me all this time to see them suffer, and then you came into their life. They are happy today because of you. Even if Zayn succeeds to bring Emma back, they will still be incomplete; they will miss you, Harry."

"I'm trying to do what's best for everyone." Harry told her. Alison had a very bright light around her.

"I'll tell you a few things my dear, but you will not remember when you wake up. You and Zayn have fallen in love in every life, but in none of them have you been able to end up together. Every time you choose to reborn hoping that, in another life, your paths will cross again and things will be different and you will finally end up together. You cannot escape what is predestined. When it was my time to leave this world, I could not leave in peace, because I saw the sufferings of Zayn, the guilt he felt for my death. I could not leave my little daughter alone…until I was informed that you would come, that you were the twin soul of Zayn. Because of you, I could finally leave with a light heart, Harry.”

"Is he my twin flame?"

"Yes." Alison replied and stroked his hair again. "Don’t leave my daughter with my mother, Harry, she does not love her. All this is just a whim of her. I was an actress only because she forced me to be. She couldn’t be famous and threw all the responsibilities at me; she lived her dreams through me. I loved Zayn. I really loved him, but I married him so young, to run away from my mother more than anything else. Don’t let my mother do the same harm to my daughter as she did to me, I beg you. I have to go now, think about everything I said. Do you want another life without Zayn? "

"Alison, don’t go." Harry said, noticing the light fading away.

"Alison!" Harry looked up in alarm. "What was that? A dream?" Harry rubbed his eyes looking at every corner of the room; there was no sign of Alison, but the floral scent was still present.

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Two weeks had gone by. Liam and Trisha had decided to stay at the mansion, at least until things was not as worse.

Louis would visit his best friend every day, and he would not even notice how close he was getting to Liam again.

"Zayn!" Louis yelled as he entered the house. "Zayn! My God, you're so white!" Louis tried to get him up, but Zayn wouldn’t let Louis help him.

"Leave me be, Louis." Zayn yelled.

‌"Where did you get those damn drinks?" Louis asked irritably, gathering the bottles scattered around in Zayn’s studio. Liam and Louis had hidden all the liquor bottles Zayn had in the mansion.

“You do not understand, Louis, I've lost everything." Zayn cried, putting the bottle to his lips. "Why did he leave me too? I thought he loved me."

"He loves you, Zayn, he’s just doing it for your own good."

"What?" Zayn asked, trying to get up with difficulty. "Look at me! Do you think this is good?"

"Enough, Zayn, enough!" Louis screamed, taking the bottle from Zayn’s hand. "I'll help you take a shower, and if I see you drinking again, I swear I'll be the next person to leave you."

"Do not talk to me like that." Zayn cried. "What will become of me if I lose you too, Lou?" Zayn hugged him, staggering. Louis cried without realizing himself, he hated to see Zayn like that.

"I love you, bro, but you have to help yourself. Drinking will not help at all. We'll do this—you’ll take a shower, get some sleep…And tomorrow you'll go to the shoot with me. You're going to start with getting Harry back, and it's only a matter of time till you have Emma back too.” Zayn nodded. "I love you. Now I'm going to take you to the bathroom."

****

That was officially the first day of the Cast at the Columbia Pictures film studio. Everyone smiled, finally getting the footage they were expecting.

"Yesterday was fun, Harry, do you want to do that again?" Isaac asked him.

"I don’t think so, Niall won’t be able to go today. He has to shoot the night scenes for the soap opera."

"We can go, only you and me."

"I don’t know…I don’t know if I'm in the mood."

"I'll give you time to think, and by the end of the day, I expect an answer." Isaac winked at him and left him alone.

Harry read the script for the last time, he did not want to make any mistakes on his first day of filming. Harry lifted his head, and automatically felt butterflies in his stomach. The reason was Zayn, who was a few feet away from him, and the smile on his face could kill Harry. He wished to run into Zayn’s arms and taste his mouth, but he could not. And even if he could, Harry wouldn’t be able to move anyway, it was like his feet were glued to the floor.

“Hi." Zayn smiled.

"Hi." Harry smiled too.

"Finally, your dream is coming true."

"Yes." Harry slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, Zayn did the same.

"I wanted to be a part of your plans, I..."

"Zayn, no." Harry interrupted, taking Zayn’s hands off his face. Zayn’s touch made Harry shiver. And, also made him notice that Zayn had lost a lot of weight.

“Harry, let me talk please...Being without you and Emma is so hard for me. I have lost the urge to smile, the will to live, to eat...Since I lost you, I'm losing myself."

"Zayn, today is not a good time. I have to go." Harry said, moving away.

"Harry." Zayn pulled him by his arm. "Can you come over tonight? We can talk better at home." Zayn looked at him with pleading eyes. There was life in his eyes for the first time since he lost Harry and Emma.

"I can’t, I've already promised I’d go out with Isaac tonight." Harry himself didn’t believe the words that came out of his mouth.

"With Isaac?" Zayn asked irritably, putting his hands behind his head. "Have you got new company already?" Harry wanted to cry, wanted to hug him and say that Zayn was the only one he loved. "So have fun with your little new passion, Harry. Emma and I don’t need you." Zayn shoved him, feeling the pulse throbbing in his veins.

Harry cried as soon as Zayn left kicking some furniture along the way. Louis ran after him.

"Sorry, Zayn." Harry covered his face with his hands, some people were staring at him. "I love you, it’s for your own good."

Zayn ran towards the parking, tears kept on falling down his face. Zayn hated goodbyes, he spent almost his whole life getting separated from the people he loved—Alison, his mother, Liam, Emma. And, it was at that moment that Zayn hated to love Harry Styles.

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AN: Pleaseee, do not stop commenting and to vote. It is very important to me.Harry and Issac friends again? I want to kill him.Poor Zayn, I'm so sorry about him :(Until next, Babies ♥️