March 25, 2015 will forever be the worst day in this fandom.
So Zayn left. Most people didn't handle that well. Including me. He wanted to live a normal life but doesn't he know he'll still get mobbed? I mean, the paps already to a pic of him.
Zayn's uncle tweeted Zayn had stress and has been depressed for months. All this time, he has been hiding it with a smile.
I have been crying for four hours now. Since school. People kept asking me what happened but I just ignored them. I can't even cry anymore. I physically cannot cry. All the pain is stuck in my chest and I'm suffocating.
Harry last night: "Thank you so much for being our fans, I just wanna say we love you one last time."
One last time.
One last time.
One last time.
I'm broken. We're broken.
If Zayn's happy and this is what he wants, best we can do is plaster on a fake smile and go along with it. He will forever be in our hearts.
One Direction isn't a band anymore. It's a name. It's a name with 2 words, 4 syllables, and 6 r's.
We all knew it would come to an end but not this fast. Just yesterday everyone was happy and now, Zayn left.
"Just how fast the night changes"
107 fans already committed suicide.
I'm so numb right now.
I've never even seen them in concerts.
I may have only been a fan for 8 months but hell was it the best 8 months of my life.
I hope the haters got what they wanted.
We love you Zayn. Forever and always
#AlwaysinourheartsZaynMalik
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