the answer is always niall

olivia™ 29, harrie & narrie sideblog to strivetobeboring

[hunrising]

im gonna cry

[berrystainedsue]

—Runners World

[thestylesindependent]

harrystyles: I love Martin Parr

[cherriesnkisses]

PH MY GOD

[lesbianhallieparker]

74th on rolling stone's best albums of the 21st century i know that's right!!!!!!!!!

[onenarry]

Why is this making me so emotional 🥲

[zayns-beer-can-gainz]

THIS IS THEEEE EDIT.

[brycesgirl]

X

[farmlesbians]

rip big payno hall of fame tweeter

[dimpledsmile]

I also think what makes Liam’s death so hard is the realization that those little fan-girl days are truly over.

I would always look back on memories of being a young teen and having not a care in the world but one direction. I would miss the staying up late to watch interviews. I would miss making these fan edits and posting them to my fan account. I would miss the innocence of being a young girl in love with a boyband.

Of course as I grew up and became an adult, I have matured and in a sense “put those days behind me”. But I still had so much love and respect for One Direction and how much they meant to be growing up.

I guess I just always held onto this belief that One Direction wasn’t really over. Even when Zayn left. Even when they announced their hiatus. I knew that that boys loved their fans and they all needed time to find themselves and heal from their own experiences, good and bad. I knew it must have not been easy for them to be catapulted into the spotlight at such a young age. I just always had this belief that maybe they wouldn’t entirely regroup / start over again as One Direction wasn’t… but that they would at least have reunion to show that they are still strong and they are still proud of the band.

But with Liam’s passing, the possibility of One Direction truly never having a proper reunion is a punch to the gut knowing that we will never witness them together again. Also, selfishly, knowing I will never be able to see them in concert like so many other lucky fans were. It feels like a part of my inner teen also died. Knowing she will never be able to experience the joys and love that came from one direction makes me so sad for her. Adult me, knowing I will never be able to re-experience One Direction is also grieving it. 

When did we all grow up?

From now on, every music video, every throwback photo, or even any future reunion will always look this sense of sadness. Knowing that we are missing one of our boys.

[plaingreekyogurt]

RIP legend

[mutualslovelouis]

i did not once ever have a full night’s sleep from 2013-2015. nothing new to say that hasn’t already been said but it was so fucking fun being a one direction fan while they were still releasing albums/touring. can’t even put it into words or describe it. u were constantly terrorized while also having the best time of ur life.

[mr-styles]

One Direction via Instagram - 10.17.2024

[hayleywiiliams]

"1D was a big part of my childhood and adolescence, so I'm allowed to be upset that one of its members died young even if he turned out to be vile"/"He died before getting to recover and left his young child fatherless"/"Him dying tragically and having a hard life doesn't redeem him from all the vile things he has done" are all statements that can coexist, btw

[aliensingucci]

it's crazy to think that memories you've had for years will just never look or feel the same again. all those memories from 2012 when i first got into 1D, all the concerts, all the songs and the first time hearing those songs, the first time watching music videos, the posts and memes here on tumblr... like none of it will ever feel the same. it'll always be tinged by loss and a degree of emptiness from here on out.

[noukeeeh]

you know the post that's like: one day I'll be 45 at a party and ill hear a one direction song and ill be dancing my heart out because I never learned to love anything as much as I love one direction?......... yeah.......thinking of that right now

[meltedwings]

hiding in the work bathroom right now because i’m grown up and i have things to do and responsibilities to meet and i didn’t even know him but. there’s a 15 year old inside of me who is absolutely reeling and panicking because that 15 year old did know his voice and his public persona and his contributions to a band that meant a lot to so many my age. like. this is a storyline from a horror movie. not something that was supposed to happen to someone so important to me in my adolescence. i don’t know how process it and I can’t imagine how the people he did really know are. i can’t wrap my head around it. so i’m. just gonna be. 15 years old in this work bathroom right now

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