only for the brave

liam: talk about marvel, why the hell he likes liverpool fc, compare our experiences with depression and anxiety, have him explain to me exactly what the hell was up with his kidney

harry: sit on a bed painting each other’s nails using colourful polish and put smiley faces on them with ‘x’ for eyes. talk about how much we both adore louis. hear his opinions on different aspects of life. steal the studio version of medicine off his phone and the writing credits and leak both.

louis: go out, get drunk, dance, have an emotional conversation while smoking several cigarettes in an alley behind a club. hug him tight and never ever let him go

zayn: scream and yell at him for starting my fear of abandonment, but thank him for showing me that you can fight for yourself and leave a painful situation, even if it breaks your soul doing it and results in losing everything. that he taught me nothing is more valuable than being your authentic self. hug him and tell him that 19-year old me didn’t understand, she was too blinded by pain and shock. but 24-year old me understands, forgives him and loves him.