And you know what? Yeah millions of us directioners won’t marry the boys one day. Obviously there is 5 of them and countless numbers of us. but you know, we’ll just remember these nights staying up late to blog, waiting til early hours of the morning for new songs, albums or videos, camping out for tickets, meeting numerous other girls like us, crying over them, using our savings for merch, stalking them. And then we’ll remember the feeling it gave us. How unbelievably amazing it felt to be apart of a group. A group that is always there for you. That love you. That would help you at the drop of a hat. Apart of a family. Together we would cry over them, laugh at their stupid humour, smile at the beautiful faces we came back to everyday. It would all be worth it. All this pain, to know they made it, they fulfilled their dreams, they made us happy. Years from now, we’ll hear people talking about the old fandom and truly say “I was apart of that”. And those were literally the best years of our lives.