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letter three

Dear Perrie,

Liam yelled at me today.

He yelled so loudly that I felt as though the walls and floors were shaking and his face was so red that I thought it would explode. Ever since you left, Liam's been the most quiet about things, so it was a surprise to everyone when I called you today and he ripped the phone from my hands and screamed at me at the top of his lungs.

I cried, for perhaps the thousandth time since you've been gone. I cried my pathetic little eyes out as he came back at me again and again and again. What's worse is that the others didn't even do anything, simply watched from the sidelines with pitying looks and came to pat me on the back afterwards. Why didn't they do anything, Perrie? Is it because they agree with him? I don't want them to agree with him. I don't want to have to agree with him. What he said was wrong. So very wrong.

Why does everyone keep saying that you won't come back? That note you left on your desk was no proof that you had left me forever. You wouldn't do something like that, you wouldn't. If the fame and pressure is getting too much for you, then maybe you should talk to your management. Please talk to your management. Or at least talk to me. Please. Please. Please, Perrie, please.

I miss you so much, you don't even understand. Why did you have to leave that letter, Perrie? Why did you say sorry over and over and over again when all you were doing is leaving for a little while? Right?

You'll come back, won't you?

You have to come back. You have to. Because what they say just can't be true.

They tell me it's a suicide note, but I refuse to believe them.

Love from,

Zayn.

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i forgot to say this at the start but this could be triggering? im sorry