Note: Please remember that the character Sophia is in no way related to Liam's girlfriend.  I created that character way before they started dating.  In fact, I do not like them together so I would never put her in a fan fiction as Liam's wife.  Thank you!

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The next day, you, Zayn and Louis go to Liam's house to comfort Sophia on the death of her husband.  Even though she was crying as she heard the details, she took it better than you.  She is strong, and that is one of the things you admire her for.  Davis also heard the news that three of his fathers are dead now, but you didn't let the boys tell I'm anything else but that.  Davis teared up a little, but Sophia was able to comfort him before he started bawlng.  Thank goodness Sophia is able to watch Davis at a time like this.  You tell her that she'll have to watch him for a little while longer while you figure out what everyone should do next. 

Louis is sitting on the couch next to Sophia with his arm around her.  Zayn whispers to Davis about irrelevant things to keep his mind off of his father's death while you talk to Sophia.  She has wiped the tears from her eyes and is actually smiling. 

"Why did Daddy have to go?" Davis suddenly asks Zayn. 

You hold your breath and look at Zayn.  Tears begin to form in his eyes.  "I...I don't know," he says.  "Maybe it was just...his time or something."

Everyone is silent as Zayn tries to hide his tears. 

"It's okay," Davis says.  "They will come back."

"No they won't," Zayn says back in a whisper.  "They're dead."

Again the whole house is silent except for a few sniffles from Zayn. 

"Uh..." Zayn finally says.  "Is it okay if I head back to my place.  Do a little graffiti,  yeah?"

"'Course Zayn," Louis says.  "Come back here in an hour?"

Zayn nods and walks to the door. In only a moment he was gone.

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"Liam's on the telly!" Louis shouts from the living room. 

You are helping Sophia bake some cookies for Davis by his request.  Both of you thought it would be a great way to get your minds off of things.  The two of you rush into the living room and sure enough, they're taking  about Liam on the TV.  Louis turns the volume up as you slowly sit down.

"Singer Liam Payne died yesterday afternoon," the man on the television says.  "We don't have many details because the police straight out refused to give any.  The purpose of keeping everything confidential is unknown, but we do know he died from consuming something.  People say he was taken to the hospital straight away but the hospital claim they he save no records that he was there.  He supposedly died there four hours later in a coma.

"Liam Payne is the third member of the well known band, One Direction, to leave this world.  The other two, Harry Styles and Niall Horan died not two weeks earlier!   Is it just a coincidence or should we expect the other members of the band to be dead by next Friday?"

All of a sudden, Louis turns the TV off.  "H...how long has Zayn been gone?"

"Um, about an hour and a half, why?" you say.

"I told him to come back in an hour," Louis says, taking out his cell phone.  He quickly dials, but he's left standing there with the phone to his ear with no answer.  "He's not picking up."

"He's probably just busy," you say.

"With what?  He said he was just going to do some graffiti."

"Maybe his phone died?" you suggest.  "Or maybe the volume is on silent."

Louis doesn't seem to pay attention to you as he snatches his hoodie from the couch and rushes from room.

"Louis, where are you going?" you call after him.

By this time, Louis already has the front door open.  "I've gotta go check on him!"

"Wait!" you yell, but Louis slams it shut behind him, so you run after him.  When you get outside, you see Louis is already in his car and it starts up.  "Louis, wait!" you call again, running down the hill.  He sees you right before he puts it into drive.  Once in the car, he steps on the gas and you race dangerouslydown the street.

Only five minutes later the car comes to a rough halt next to Zayn house.  Louis is the first one out of the car.  He runs up to the door, but it turns out to be locked.

"Zayn!" Louis yells, banging furiously on the door.  "Zayn,  are you in there?"

"Maybe he has a key hidden around here someplace?" you ask.

Louis ignores you and takes several steps back, his eyes locked on the door.

"Louis...what are you doing?"

Suddenly he bolts toward the door at top speed.  You jump when his body rams into it and the door breaks inward.  Louis falls with it and groans a bit. 

"Louis, are you okay?!" you ask, rushing to him.  

Again he ignores you.   He gets to feet with some difficulty and nearly runs into the wall as he makes his way down a hallway.  He opens doors as he goes,  yelling Zayn name in each.   He seems open the last door and stops.  There's graffiti covering the walls and empty graffiti cans littering the floor.   In the middle of it all lies Zayn, face-down on the floor.

"Zayn...Zayn!" Louis says, his voice going from a whisper to a scream.  Louis runs to his friend and shakes him, tears coming to his eyes when Zayn doesn't move. "Zayn... You can't die, do you hear me?   You just can't...I need you...I don't do well alone,  you know that... Don't leave me,  Zayn..."

You slowly get your phone out and call 911, tears coming to your eyes, too.  Louis coughs twice and suddenly you cough as well.  Then Louis starts coughing a lot, almost unable to stop. 

"What. ..what is...this?" he asks between coughs.

"I...I don't know," you say,  wondering what in the world could be making you cough.

"This can't be happening..." Louis says.  "How...how could he have died?"

Only a few minutes later,  an ambulance arrives and paramedics and policemen rush in.  They surround Zayn's body, pushing Louis gently aside. 

"No pulse," one says, making Louis let out a loud sob. 

"I'm really sorry," another says, "he's dead."

His body is slowly lifted onto the stretcher and people begin to leave the room.

"No!" Louis screams. "Wait, he's breathing!"

Everyone freezes.  You peer around the people, thinking you can just barely see his chest moving up and down. 

"That's impossible," a policeman quickly says.  "He's dead. "

"No!" Louis says again as they take his body away. 

A cop stays back to make sure Louis doesn't run after them.

"Wait a second. .." you say,  spotting something in the corner.   "What's this?"  You pick up a strange capsule-like object. 

"Nothing," the cop says. "Maybe it's something to with making graffiti?"

"I don't think so," you say, smelling it.  Suddenly you have a cough attack like before.

"Love, are you alright?" Louis asks. 

"No..." you say, though you stopped coughing.  You eye the object for a few seconds before the cop snatches it from you. 

"I'll take care of that for you," he says,  slipping it into his coat.

"How did he die?" Louis suddenly asks. 

"The only logical explanation," the police says, "is he inhaled too much paint spray.  He shouldn't have left the door closed."

A half hour later you and Louis are left alone in Zayn's house.

"I can't belive he died by graffiti," Louis says.

"He didn't," you say. 

"What?"

"I don't think he died by that.  I think it had something to do with that thing in the room, " you say. 

"The thing the policeman took from you?"

You nod.  "I think it was making us cough.  It looked like it could have released some sort of gas... Zayn couldn't breathe and so he suffocated."

"But what are you talking about?  How would have it gotten in there?"

"Somebody must have thrown it through the window, and I know who."

"What--?"

"Marcy."

"Love..." Louis says with a sigh.  "Stop, okay?  This is all just a coincidence."

"No," you say. "I'm telling you, she's behind all the boys' deaths!  She's still out to get me!"

"Listen to me!" Louis yells,  grabbing your shoulders.  "Marcy is in jail.  There's no way she could have done this and I don't want to hear her mentioned ever again,  okay?"

"But..."

"Shh!  That's enough, Love...that's enough. "

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