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this whole zayn thing is absolutely heartbreaking. when i first heard it i was on the floor crying...my heart hurt. one direction is not one direction with only 4 members. it feels so wrong without zayn. we started with 5 and we should end with 5. ik that the other boys are devastated as well (Harry begged him to stay) which makes me so upset. i honestly believe that the upcoming album will be the last. if zayn is in any of the songs in the upcoming album im going to cry my eyes out. i don't think the boys will renew their contract next year since they know how wrong it feels without him. i feel like screaming knowing that I'm all honesty, zayn leaving was the tip of the iceberg for one direction.

oh god I'm about to cry.

and all we got was a management letter, not a video or tweet from zayn. I understand that he was very stressed with all the drama but i would appreciate something more heartfelt. but we need to support the other boys, since we still do have harry, Liam, Niall, and Louis. and i will be a die hard DIRECTIONER to the end. one direction is definitely broken and won't be the same but im staying strong for them. i still love one direction . but does zayn understand that he will never be a normal 22 year old? getting shipped off to world tours at such a young age and being in the greatest boyband in the world is not normal. he must of really had a hard time if he paid $16 million to break the contract. but i do support zayn, and i hope he's okay and im interested to see how everything plays out. this whole concert was a mess tbh:(

BUT IF U HAVE CONCERT TICKETS TO OTRAT AND UR SAYING "I'm not gonna go bc zayn isn't there" GO TO THE DAMN CONCERT!!! the other boys need your support or they will just give up. we still have 4/5 which isn't as good as 5/5 but better than 0/5

ANYWAY
have a nice spring break and vote and comment and follow for chapter 12:)

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harry's pov

"I didn't know you were this messy, man." Zayn scoffed, shutting the door behind him.

"I'm not." I said frantically, my eyes darting around my absolutely trashed apartment.

There was an appalling smell with a mixture of smoke and something sour.

Zayn finally understood that somebody else had trashed my apartment, and he pulled out a handgun from his back pocket. He took confident, stalking strides through my apartment, aiming the gun at the air that passed by.

Meanwhile, I stayed back and utilized the damage of my ransacked apartment. I ran a hand down my face to try to control my anger.

All the books on my bookshelf were scattered on the hardwood, some of the ripped pages thrown about. The couches were overturned, all my kitchen cabinets were thrown open, the intents spilling out. The chandelier in the dining room was barley hanging onto the wire.

Somebody had punched small holes in my living room wall, almost matching the giant one I made upstairs.

The bar stools in the kitchen were laying in the living room. My mattress was resting at the base of the steps, a knife stabbed into the middle of it.

I could feel my blood boiling. I felt like killing whoever just did this. Who could possibly-

Wait.

Olivia.

My eyes jumped to the overturned couch, where Liv would usually be sitting, watching TV, curled up in that lavender blanket. I could feel my heart stop when I realized she wasn't there.

I ran over to the couch and searched it hastily, but not finding her. I can't loose her, I just got her.

"Zayn!" I yelled, stomping towards Zayn, who was looking up at the unsafe chandelier.

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