"You're kidding right? This is one of your practical jokes." I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling as I spoke into my phone. I was talking to Niall and I couldn't believe what he was saying. This had to be some type of joke. Not a very funny one at that. I was overwhelmed.
"I figured you'd be the one to know more about it all. You two have been really close the last few months." Niall said. I could hear him rummaging around on the other end of the line.
"He hasn't really been open in the communication department the last few weeks. I told you he had been acting weird. Oh my god, you're not joking with me. I can't believe this. This is horrible." I wailed as I threw my arm over my eyes. Zayn really had left the band. Legitimately left, as in, not coming back at all.
The blow up about him supposedly cheating on Perrie had sent him over. I had asked him about it but he didn't want to talk about it. It had been days since we last spoke and now I knew why. He was avoiding everything. I honestly couldn't blame him but it was all so unfortunate. Especially for all the fans out there who adored him. I wanted to hang up with Niall and call him but I knew he wouldn't answer. I thought I would be one person he could talk to but the empty silence I had received the last few days proved I had thought wrong.
"I'm sorry you had to hear it from me, babe." Niall mumbled through a mouthful of food. At least some things never change. I smiled at Niall even though he couldn't see me. They were on tour, yet again. Zayn had left because of stress. Now, he was gone for good. The band was now four instead of five. I just laid there thinking about how different would this be. How would all these fans around the world cope. A press release would be happening within the next day or two. I would make sure to stay off social media for the next several months. The fandom would be a mess. I would be a mess. I was not only a fan but a friend. I loved these boys and I didn't know what this would mean for them. All I could think about now was how it would affect them.
"I'm glad I'm hearing it from you and not on the internet. Since, you know, he's not speaking to me or anyone else for that matter." I was getting a little angry. I understood Zayn needed his space but I hated to be ignored. It was a personal pet peeve.
"It'll all work itself out, ya know." Niall said as he munched on whatever food had struck his fancy. I heard voices in the background. It sounded like the other guys were joining him. After a few moments I also heard a distinct feminine voice. I almost threw my phone across the room. It took every ounce of willpower I possessed to remain calm. I had been working very hard at keeping myself together and pushing forward. I could feel myself start to shake.
"Um, Niall. I think it's time that I went to bed. I can hear that you have company." I said through clenched teeth. I would keep my calm. I would remain unbothered. I was lying to myself.
"What? We just got started talking. I wanted to tell you ab- wait.. Right. I see." it took him a few seconds but once Lilah began to laugh in the background it clicked for him.
"Yeah, I'll just text you." I said as I took a deep breath. I was holding myself together, barely.
"Love you, babe." Niall whispered. That's when I hard several voices inquire about who he was talking to. I hung up without responding. I typed out a text telling Niall I loved him as well and that I would talk to him in the morning which was the end of his night.
I stared at the ceiling for a very long time. I was so lost. Everything had started to change. Liam was single for the first time in ages, Louis and El were on the fritz, Harry was actually dating someone and not only was Zayn leaving the band but him and Perrie were done. I thought back to our conversation in January. He hadn't only been talking about Harry and me. Zayn had also been referring to himself.
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