"Please Ariana, help me understand..." he says. My name is Ariana Jayde Brianson. I'm 16 years old. I have nobody. His name is Zachary Dean Herron . He's a famous singer. I'm that depressed girl who always walks with her head down and alone. After he accidentally texted me, I finally felt like I had someone. He wanted to understand my pain. My sadness. My heartbreak. But I can't. It's just how I've always felt. Everyone leaves me. Eventually he would too.