Don't Forget Where You Belong

Zayn's point of view

          After I left one direction I thought I was heading in a better direction, but I did not think anything through. My fiancé, Perrie and I, had been fighting a lot. She told me she knew exactly what was going to happen. I was going to become an even heavier smoker and become provocative . She got on my nerves so much at that time, I told her it was over. But after those horrible three words came out of my mouth I couldn't believe what I just said. How could I say such a terrible sentence to such a innocent person. Her diamond nose ring that I got her for her birthday moved as she scrunched her nose from emotions of sadness and disgust. A tear runs down her beautiful pale cheek covered with expensive makeup. She pokes at her Dimond engagement ring that declares our love for each other. She yanked the ring off of her hand, being careful not to chip one of her fancy long nails, softly handed to me, and walked away weeping. I wanted to tell her to come back, but the words were trapped in my throat. The next morning, the decision of the divorce was final. I wanted to say something to her, but after what I had said last night, nothing would make her forgive me. She moved in with another member of her band "Little Mix" leaving me all alone and single. She told the media making me sounding like I just a bombed a foster home full of needy children. Telling the media that after she was telling me how life might go on with 1D, I got irritated with her and "stabbed her in the back" for no reason. I was being robbed by the media. After staying in my house for no more than 10 days protecting my self from stung, it took almost all of my strength to get out and talk about what happened. I got asked by the media if I was looking for a relationship. I said maybe. Which was a rather dumb move because later that day I got a call saying I got paired up to date the supermodel Gigi Hadid. I was in shock. What in the world had I
turned into? I was now exposed to what the real life as a snobby celebrity was like. Is that really what people thought of me? A stupid celebrity that thinks way too highly of himself and deserves to be treated like shit? Days after that people started getting me and Gigi together just to take pictures. As disgusted as I was, I was making good money off it. As much as I loved the money, though, I was honestly turning into a jerk. But I wasn't the only jerk. Gigi was one of the worst people I've ever met. She has that terrible expression on her face like she's better than everyone. She tells the media that she starves herself. She is also so mean to me. She makes fun of the way I smell because I smoke. She isn't the only one, because I have been smoking more and more I seem to be repelling people. I have turned into a wreck. I am ruining my own life and I can't stop, I need help.