Remember Me //[Sequel to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

Essays

Tegan's P.O.V
March 2015

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Mr. Joseph my tutor had given me an extension on my narrative essay. A generous extension. That time was up now, and I still hadn't started. The thing is, I have no idea what to write about. I'm not a good writer!

I sat at the desk in my hotel room, and tapped the edge of the pencil on the desk. One of my elbows rested on the desk, and my head leaned into the palm of my hand. I asked Liam what I should write about, he told me he always had to write essays about his parents, or family. The problem is I don't actually have parents.

That's it! I got it!

Everyone has their own thoughts on what a true family is. I reckon a true family is defined by support, sacrifice, trust, honesty, protection, security, loyalty, compromise, respect, and of course laughter. Now, my family isn't your traditional family, but I wouldn't chose any other people to call family. Most people know my family as One Direction, but they're far more than a band. They're not just pretty boys who can sing. I think what they do best is teach. 

Louis, he isn't just that one member who "likes girls who eat carrots", he's a warrior. Louis is strong, he doesn't show his weaknesses. Louis taught me to be myself, to have fun, and most importantly just laugh! Everyone just thinks Liam is that guy who got lucky. He's the one guy that never had very many friends, but now he's one of the most famous guys in the world, who would of guessed? Liam is a protector. He protects me, himself, his band mates, his girlfriend, his mother, father, and sisters. He's like a body guard! I think one of the greatest things about Liam is that he's just a giant lump of inspiration. Liam taught me to never, ever give up on my dreams. No matter how many times you get knocked down, keep standing up. Liam also taught me to have a kind heart, to care for others. Now, you know Niall, don't you? The enthusiastic Irish boy. Niall is a champion. Niall isn't always the best at things, he doesn't always get first, but he doesn't let that define him, which makes him the real champion. Niall taught me to be different, that I don't have to blend in with the crowd. Niall absolutely loves life, I admire that about him. Harry's the curly headed baby of the group, but it's like One Direction is his little army and he's the ruler. Not in a way he controls the boys, or thinks he's better, he just helps simply. He's always there when you need to laugh, or cry. Harry is so very loved by millions of people, but he's also disliked. He doesn't let that stop him, though. He taught me to do whatever makes me happy, no matter what people think. He taught me to always stand up for what I believe in. Everyone knows Zayn's face is absolutely beautiful, but what they don't know is that he has a beautiful heart as well. Zayn's just the bad boy, isn't he? I laugh! Zayn has just as many fears as me, but Zayn always faces his. He taught me that I can overcome anything as long as I believe. One very important thing Zayn has recently taught me is that it's okay to take care of myself. It's okay to make decisions for myself. 

Together they taught me that I can do anything! I can live my wildest dreams some day. They taught me not to just exist, but to live. Most people call them their sunshine, but I call them my moonlight, because they've been there for me; even at my darkest times. You probably know right now, just like the rest of the world, One Direction is going through a hardship. One person can save millions, but unfortunately millions can't save one person. That one person is Zayn Malik. This is my family. We're a little broken, but still good.

I put my pencil down, and stared at the paper. I could write for hours, and hours. I could write about so many different things, but also the same thing: One Direction. Everything had changed.

I love Zayn, we all love Zayn, but it's gonna suck. It's really gonna suck not being able to tag along to their photo shoots, interviews, concerts, music videos, recording songs, it's really gonna suck. I want Zayn to be happy, but I want him to be happy like he was before. Where did it all go wrong?

"It's gonna be okay," I didn't notice I was sobbing, and someone had found me. I looked up to see Louis.

"I can't stop crying!" I stated, frustrated.

"Why? What's wrong?" Louis asked, concerned.

"I miss you boys." I looked down.

"We're right here, love. We're not gone." Louis rubbed my shoulder.

"No!" I snapped. "I miss the boys."

Louis looked at me confusingly. I narrowed my eyes and shook my head.

"You don't see it, do you?" I asked, becoming angry. "You changed. Niall changed. Why did you guys change? Is it because of the haters?"

"We've all been emotional wrecks lately, but I think you need to calm down, T." Louis tried to reason.

But I wasn't going to calm down. This had been bothering me for a long time, but I never had the heart to say anything.

"I miss your antics Louis. I miss all the Twitcams we used to do. I miss the boys who sat on a staircase with a camera, and laughed like there was no tomorrow." I rambled on, getting myself worked up.

"We're still those boys, we're just busier."

"Busier?" I laughed, although I didn't find it funny. "What happened to acting crazy and being forever young, Louis? What happened to you and Harry? My God you and Harry! It was the media? I know it gets hard, but you let them win. You think they're happy now? I bet they are! You guys changed yourselves for them!" I yelled angrily at him.

Louis stared at me, not showing any emotion, or saying a single word. Tears streamed down my face, and my chest pumped up and down rapidly.

"Zayn covers his tattoos now. Liam started cussing because people hate him and Pen. Harry lost so much weight because he was being called fat. Niall changed his style into something we barely recognize. You're normal now. Liam lost himself. Niall cries. Zayn got quieter. Did you guys think I didn't notice? Well, I did. I miss you guys." I told him, using a much calmer tone.

I've never seen Louis cry before, but right now, tears flowed down his cheeks. He didn't move for a minute, not even a muscle. Then he got up, and walked away from me. Not a single word. Not even a second glance.

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hello, it's me

here's an update!

I don't have any wonderful stories

OH WAIT

last night this guy I don't even know sent me a dick pic

& today at this store, I picked up this little suitcase & a shit ton of dominos just came falling out I was like "TF!?" it was awful

so, yeah bye

~Tyson McNugget