Harry: I was driving my Range Rover just for the hell of it. I had been a mess since [Y/N] left me. I remember that night. She had enough. Enough hate, enough of me being gone, enough of me not being there for her. She didn’t deserve that so she left and I just let her go. I turned on the radio to get it out of my head but nothing decent would play so I put a CD on. My mistake. The CD that [Y/N] made my filled the car with music. I couldn’t take it but I couldn’t turn it off. That’s when Little Things came on. I remember the first time she heard it. I made her wait just like everyone else. She cried a bit, smiling during my solos. I used to sing it to her all the time, since Ed did such a great job writing it. Now she was gone and I knew I had to do something about it. I could feel my eyes start to sting and water up and that’s when I knew it was time to talk to her, face to face.
Louis: I was cleaning up my bedroom when I came across something under the bed. A shirt. Not just any shirt. [Y/N]’s shirt. The shirt she left here when I took her virginity. The night she told me she was ready and that she loved me more than anything. She let me keep the shirt just so I could remember that night. Close to a year ago, although we only broke up about two months ago. Where did all of that go? I couldn’t even recall the last time she smiled at me. A few texts to Eleanor that were clearly a mistake and that was it for me. She said she couldn’t take me lying and keeping things from her and when I didn’t fight for her, she left. I sat there for a moment, reminiscing on the old times. I still remembered everything about her. The way she pulled her hair to one side and the way she hated her laugh but was still always laughing. I needed to talk to her. I felt a large piece of myself missing and I needed to get it back.
Liam: It was two in the morning, my new girlfriend still going on and on about how hard her life was since she started dating me. I felt bad, but [Y/N] never complained like this. She was strong, and she always told me that she could handle it and I knew she wasn’t lying. She would vent sometimes, but not nearly as much as Lynn did. I sighed as she settled down, finally saying she was going to bed. As soon as she was out of sight, I walked over to a drawer in my flat. Lynn didn’t live here, nor did she ever rummage through my stuff. I pulled out a box with [Y/N]’s old promise ring. Our names engraved inside. I promised myself I would marry that girl. She was the one for me. I don’t know what I’m doing with myself right now. I fumbled with it, remembering the last time I talked to her. I had met Lynn and was spending a great amount of time with her, more than I was with [Y/N]. I didn’t like Lynn at the time but [Y/N] said that if I wanted someone new, I should have told her and that she was breaking up with me to try to ease the pain. I didn’t argue with her when I should have. When Lynn found out that [Y/N] broke up with me, she took the opportunity. I was vulnerable and I just agreed. I needed [Y/N] back and I’m still going to marry her…
Zayn: I logged onto Twitter this morning and started talking to a couple fans. That’s when I came across a tweet with a video of [Y/N] and I that fans had created. The tweet read, “Does anybody else still ship [shipname]? I do.” The link was attached and I don’t know why I watched it, but I did. I finished the video and I could feel myself starting to break down. I needed that girl like air. She had been my everything. She still is my everything. I left her because I needed space, so I phrased it. That’s when I realized I didn’t want space, I wanted her. She cried for days, so Louis told me. He was making sure she was okay along with Eleanor since they had formed such a close bond from all the double dates and such. Her and El were best friends, and I really made it hard on El since she felt awkward talking to [Y/N] about the band in general. She could never forgive me though. But, it was always worth a try…
Niall: I was playing guitar and flipping through the pages of my song book when I came across one that I didn’t recognize at first. It was the song [Y/N] wrote. She was talented and she wrote it about me. Well, about us actually. I started strumming and sang the song, so perfectly written. We were going to use it for the next album, but unfortunately we broke up before that and I didn’t want it to get recorded. She left because she couldn’t handle not being with me and because she needed someone who was going to be there for her, not someone who was going to be here one day and gone the next. It hurt, watching her leave, but she had made up her mind. It’s funny, though, because since she left, I have a lot of free time. Time I could be spending with her. I needed to be spending it with her, so I decided to see her right now
