So, unless you've been living under a rock, Zayn's quit the band.
I knew something was going to happen at the Jakarta concert or something but I never expected this.
And they all knew Zayn was quitting on the 18th. You could see it in his eyes, he was crying, and it was probably one of the strongest hugs they'd ever had.
I am mourning him, and I literally just cried for two hours.
BUT I will continue writing this story. I just got my computer back from the hell called my dad's closet so I can write/update a little faster now.
I just need a little bit of time to accept it and move on (haha not really...).
I am, though, really proud of him for breaking free of the hell called being famous and living his life like he wants to.
It's hard to think of a time where we'll be saying 'remember when that guy zayn malik was in one direction'.
I don't know what'll happen next, and it's really making me uncomfortable and scared, but I know we can all get through it.
I could say so many depressing things right now, but I'm just going to publish this chapter and continue to smile-cry at the wonder called zayn malik.
Ilysm :) xx
-zoe
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