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I got home after taking Niall to work and dropping Justin off at home. I didn't want to go home since I knew it would be weird with the apartment all quiet, but I had nowhere else to go. I walked up to the bedroom door and sat down in my usual spot. "Zayn. I want to see you again. I don't know how long you have and I want to see you at least one last time. I know you're stressed and your anxiety is probably through the roof, but you need me and I need you." I sighed when I got no response. I turned and looked at the door. I knocked quietly. "Please just unlock the door. I love you so much Zayn." I rest my head against the door. I stood up and tried to open the door, but it wasn't locked. I slowly opened the door and saw Zayn sleeping with a burned-out cigarette. I cracked the window and looked back at Zayn. I frowned when I saw a piece of paper on his bedside table. I read it over and cried. It can't be happening right now. I shook his shoulders. "Zayn wake up. Baby, please. You can't leave me now. I love you." I broke down crying and shakily grabbed out my phone. "My boyfriend...He died. He's dead."