It was way back in 2011 when I started fangirling over the boys. You know, the world's most famous boy band: One Direction. The first time I saw them sing on X Factor, I knew instantly that one day they'd be famous, and I was right about that.
In 2012, I finally got the chance to meet them during their first album tour. I remember being so excited—like a hardcore fangirl dying to get an autograph and a picture with the boys. I can't deny they really helped me through my toughest challenges in life just by listening to their music.
Fast forward to 2015: My first heartbreak... Zayn. Why? Because he simply left One Direction. Not that I hate him; I just don't completely understand why he left the boys so early... They were at the peak of their careers as a boyband.
A few more years later, the other four boys—Liam, Harry, Niall, and Louis—decided to go on their own solo paths. And yeah, that's another heartbreak for me: the fact that they needed to go on hiatus and go solo.
But you know, as time passed and my heart slowly heals, I realized that if I really loved them, I should still support them individually. And so that's what I did. I still follow them on social media and keep updated with their music and personal lives, like any normal 27 year old fangirl with a boyfriend does. I guess.
"Are you okay, Sabrina?" My sister reached out, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. I broke away from my thoughts as I recalled my One Direction fangirl era.
Do I look like I'm okay? 1 out of my 5 husbands died.
"I just... I just can't believe it. He was too young. My Liam," I said, my heart still heavy. He was my first love at 16.
I reached for my laptop as I tried to verify the news, looking for articles to confirm that Liam Payne had died. I checked all of his social media accounts for his last post or any updates from him. I just needed to know once again if all of this was true.
And as I open my Instagram there I saw One Direction's post. It was true. All of it was true not a dream but a nightmare for me.
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Tears pooled in my eyes, and I let them fall freely. The ache in my heart was overwhelming...
Now, after nine years, my boys will be reunited again... but only at Liam Payne's funeral.
