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Chap 8

Zayn's pov :

It's been a week since I have left the band. The official statement of me leaving the band, pictures of me signing for a new management has been out for a whole week now. I heard that the boys are currently making a new album, which is good considering that I'd get to see how Harry is doing after the devastating thing I did with him.

All I hope is that he's just okay.

The response to me leaving the band has not been good so far. There's a lot of hate from my own fans that I never thought would happen. I never thought they would hate me this much. I mean, yeah I did this for Harry. But we couldn't tell that to the fans, so we had to say that I'm leaving the band for myself.

And I expected my fans to support me and say, it's okay. That's what I wanted the most right now but I can't blame them either. It's not their fault. There heartbroken, they're sad and they're angry. So, why not, I just understand them right now instead?

I sigh as I put the hair comb on the dressing table. Glancing once more at myself in the mirror. Once, I no longer see huge eye bags and puffy eyes, I can't help but smile as I look at myself getting back to normal.

It's been really fucking hard and my face looked shit. So I have to say that I'm proud for picking up myself, even if it's just for a day. I have to go and talk to my label to release the song so the rest of my fans which I hope are left, appreciate it.

And obviously the song is 'I won't mind'. I'm definitely nervous because I haven't talked to any of my team that much yet, nor have they, cuz' they apparently are giving me some time to process everything and adjust myself.

They just don't understand that there's nothing to process and I can't get adjusted if it's not Harry there with me, so we need to start working.

I hope they agree to my decision cuz' I really need to see if my fans still support me or else my career is over which also means that I'll lose everything even Harry, because I'm doing this to get my shit together for him.

I sigh again as I pick my phone up from the side table. I already asked my manager to schedule a meeting with the whole label.

I unlock my phone and go to the texts.

To Ben :

Hey mate? Looking forward to see you later today. We're still on, right?

I type the message quite fast, putting the phone back on the side table as I get up and make my way out of the bedroom.

I still haven't had breakfast. It's 11:15 in the morning, I usually used to do it with the boys, Harry used to make all of us some so I guess I was just waiting for that, not realizing that I'm not with them anymore.

I feel a pang of sadness in my chest, knowing that I miss all of them. But I chose to ignore it cuz' if I start missing them this early then I'm not going anywhere near my goal.

Which is, once again, to get my shit together for Harry and get him back.

I was never really the one to talk to managers and make my own decisions. Louis and Liam were quite good in communicating with the team and stuff. I usually just did what I was told to.

But now, it's gonna be different. I'll have to talk to them myself, learn to communicate with them and make my own decisions if I want to be the best of me.

Not only I'm doing this for myself but Harry as well. He has been by my side since forever and he always used to get really mentally exhausted for me and because of me. I don't want that anymore. I didn't want that anymore. So, I just left. Making a mental promise with myself that I'll be better for Harry.

He's tired. He needs some break. He needs to get his shit together. He's smart and intelligent. I know he won't waste this time. I know he'll soon realize that I was never better for him as long as I'll be like this.

So, he'll eventually learn, might even move on and be the best of himself.

Then, being the fan of fairy tale that I am, I have already imagined and made a film in my head that we both will meet, while being the greatest versions of ourselves and no one will be able to stop us both from love.

Love for each other.

It was not only the label who wanted us away from each other.

We're really weak at the moment. We can't take a stand for ourselves. Harry might think that he's strong and I'm also able to handle it all but that's not the truth. We can't be strong together.

I walk into the kitchen, running a hand in my hair. I open the fridge, looking for something to eat. Soon enough, a jar of chicken spread gets my attention as I pick it out as well as the bread.

I spread the the chicken spread on the bread, placing another one on top of it as I make myself some tea, and my breakfast is ready.

I take a bite of the bread sipping some tea. (A/N. Tea is exceptionally good today)

Turning on the TV, I search for a worth watching channel. I come across an interview and begin watching it because I don't have any other choice.
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This is like, the shit-est chapter I've ever written in my whole 1 year of writing.

Anyway. I still hope you enjoy it. I'm just publishing this cuz I haven't updated in a while. Heh.

But yeah. Stay safe.

Bubyee