This day has got to be the most depressing time I've ever experienced. To have heard that Zayn may be leaving One Direction pains me to no end. My heart pains for him. It's all the medias fault. All those people who gave him such hatred to the point where he rethinks his value, his dedication. Zayn being so m.i.a concerns me because I just want a word, ONE word from him, knowing that he's upset, happy, okay, coping, what ever he's feeling. His words will only be the only truth and clarification and to all that I've heard and seen and read so far. I have so much hope for the boys, him. I haven't met the boys, close or even far from now, but I'm so glad to have known these five wonderful boys doing what they do best, what they love most. To see them smiling again is all I ever wish for. I'd take back those times where I really felt I was being so ungrateful. I want our Zayn back. I've got such mad love for him, and it hurts to imagine what he must be going through.