(Harry's P.O.V.)
Once the lights go out and we all say our goodbyes I feel something foreign.
I can't describe it.
I feel sick to my stomach.
Niall was heading back to Ireland to be around his family and enjoy some golf.
Zayn was heading back to his home he shares with his pregnant fiancé.
Liam was heading to a club to meet up with his girlfriend and some old mates.
Louis was heading to go on holiday with Eleanor where he will ask for her hand in marriage.
And here I am packing my suitcase like I did all those times to go out and live my dream, writing and performing music. Just this time I won't have my four best mates there by my side.
