Something like a hug.
Inspired by the Larry hug, October 31 2015.
2021
Everyone cheered as the song finished. The concert was over. I couldn't believe it. This was six years after Zayn left us and me brokenhearted. And yet here we were, the five of us. On a stage. Together. The fangirls were crying half the concert. Most of them were in their twenties.
We decided to do one tour. A last one. For closure. Us breaking apart five years ago seemed like a sudden death. This feels more like a peaceful one. Zayn wasn't with us for the tour, only for the last concert. The few hours that we got to be together were in front of the entire world. I wish I could have one day, just the five of us. No cameras, no paps. I don't think I can have it.
The boys all begin hugging each other. I hug them as well. Niall, Harry Louis. Then Harry and Louis hug the arena goes crazy. The voice is deafening, and they break apart. The crying, shouting, screaming fans. I hope their throats rest in peace.
Zayn's hugging Niall. Then he hugs Harry. Then Louis. He turns to me with a small, sad smile.
I want to hug him tight. Really tight, to make up for all these years of not having even so much as seen him in real life. I only ever saw his face in the news. He was, no is. He is my best friend. He may not think so, but I do.
He spreads out his arms and I'd very much like to pass out in them. I smile at him widely, and almost run in to him. I don't care if he's hugging me for three seconds and an impassive face and open eyes. I will hug him for as long as I can have him in my arms, with a smile on my face and all of my heart.
I hug him tightly, crushingly. Trying to convey what I can't in front of a million people with my touch. I almost cry, because he feels the same he did all those years ago. His arms still strong, his embrace still warm. The fans go just as crazy as they went for Harry and Louis. I heard shouts of "Ziam!" as we broke apart.
And I guess that was everything.
As they show the hugs again on the screens, I see Zayn hugging me with the same intensity and fierceness and passion.
And I laugh through my tears.