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Not like this. Not like this. Not like this.
Those words were the only thing running through Niall’s head after Zayn had met with him after what would be known as his last show, telling him he was done, this was it, I’m going home, goodbye Niall.
And now Niall is sitting on the floor against the wall in the middle of nowhere, in the last place he’d spoken to Zayn, clenching his jaw, trying not to cry. But tears were escaping anyways, dripping down his cheeks, his hair starting to flop down on his forehead. He thinks about how Zayn would push his hair away and kiss his forehead, silently tell him not to cry anymore.
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In which Zayn leaves and Niall isn't quite sure what that means.