Seventeen.

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(Zayn's P.O.V.)

The boys have said their final words and now it is time for me to wrap it up.

I take a deep breath before glancing at the boys trying to remember what exactly I was going to say.

I can't remember so I just decide to say what I feel in my heart.

"I'm not going to stand here and say that this 'journey' as Louis calls it, has always been easy. Because it hasn't. There have been bumps and cracks. Us, five boys have been through a lot together. I have witnessed my best friends being harrassed and degraded for no reason. I have seen our names being bashed by people who don't even know us. I at times felt like breaking down and quitting because of something I heard somebody say or saw somebody do. I am grateful I didn't. Because if I did I wouldn't be able to stand here and say how thankful I am to each and everyone of you for just being there for us. I could've never dreamed we would be where we are today. I actually went out and got a tattoo to celebrate this day. This day is the day where us five boys go on and live our lives. Where we begin a new chapter. I'm not saying that we lose contact but this, what we had is over. And that's okay. Sometimes you have to move on."

I begin to lift my shirtsleeve up and over my skin to show the ink.

"This has been us." I say those last words and before anything else can be said the lights go out.

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