Chapter Sixteen

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Two weeks of rehearsals went by extremely fast.  It always did.  And before I knew it, we were all packing our bags for the next two months.

When we arrived in Australia for the first part of our tour, everything seemed fine.  We all appeared to feel good about the songs and the first couple of shows allowed us to work out the kinks.  Everything seemed fine.

But during our concert in Perth, things began to unravel at a rapid pace.  Zayn had been moody more than usual lately but some of that had disappeared when he started dating Esta.  He seemed like he was back to his usual self.  But we were barely into our show that night when he up and left the stage. And did not return. 

He told us he didn't feel good and I somehow became the one to tell the audience, that he was feeling ill and would not return for the remainder of the show.  It was odd but we've all been sick before, so we didn't think too much of it.  It was when he began refusing to show up for things again that we all got both worried and pissed.

He had missed a few things here and there starting last year but now it was becoming blatantly obvious he didn't want to be there.  Every day was torture wondering if he would bother to show up for whatever we were scheduled to do.  At first, I felt bad for him.  We were all under a lot of stress and it does get to you, no matter what anyone else says.  But, it's when he took his frustrations out on Esta, that I got beyond pissed off at him.

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