Niall: The moment I left, I knew that what I said was wrong. After getting the news that we were going on yet another tour, I couldn't really face her. I already put her through so much while I was away and I didn't want to do that again, especially since we had just gotten engaged.Then again, if we got married I would still be doing the same. My job was stressful and I didn't want her to suffer for it. I felt so bad for pushing her away and for leaving her alone. I handled the situation all wrong and I needed to fix it. I was halfway to the club when I decided to turn around and go back home, hoping that she would still be there. If I knew her, she would have stayed to get more answers because she's stubborn. Everything I had told her was a huge lie and now that I think of it, I would be surprised if she was even still at the house. I was pushing the pedal so that hit the floor of the car, hoping that I could get home faster. When I rounded the corner onto our street I felt a huge weight land on my chest, her car was gone. I parked in the driveway and ran inside hoping that she hadn't taken her stuff. Maybe she just needed some time to go and get fresh air. Maybe she'll be back to get her stuff. Something along those lines. I ran into the house and saw that the rooms were exactly how they normally were, so I ran into the bedroom. I immediately saw her dresser drawers and the closet door open. I looked in everything and saw that all her things were gone. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed her number, her phone was turned off. I sent her I'm sorry texts, more than once. I paced the room for I don't know how long, I didn't know what to do. I finally broke down. I let the tears fall down my face as I threw myself onto the bed. The second my head hit her pillow, I felt something dig into my skin. When I moved to grab it, I knew it was her ring. I pulled it into my hands and looked at it with blurry eyes. She really is gone. I messed up big time.

Zayn: I was still trying to process everything she told me, she was giving up on us, while she was walking out of the room. I didn't know what to say or how to feel, but I knew I was crying. I heard her walk back into the room, but I didn't look at her. She walked around to face me, but I kept me head held low. I could see her take off the ring and push it out to me. I shook my head and got up, walking away from her. I heard her break down as I left the room, but she was the one making this decision and I wasn't going to stop her if she really wanted to leave. Of course, I wanted her to stay around but I didn't want ro make her do something she didn't want to do. I had always thought that our engagement would make it to marriage, and so on. But apparently not. I walked into our, my bedroom. I saw that there were still some of her things here and it kind of gave me hope that this wasn't going to be forever. But when I heard the front door close, I knew that she was gone for now. I cried some more, laying onto the bed and pulling out my phone. I really shouldn't say anything, but they'rethe reason why we are going through this. I pulled up twitter and pressed the create tab:@zaynmalik: I really wished people would mind their own business. I logged off after I sent it. I laid back in bed and turned off the lights. I tossed and turned, trying to stop thinking about her. I was going to give her time and hope that she comes back. I really hope she comes back.

Louis: I felt that taking her away from her family was something that I didn't want to do. Family means everything to me and taking her away from hers wasn't right. In my mind I had always hoped that they would learn to accept me, but they didn't. After we announced the engagement, things between them got worse. I couldn't stand to see her planning the wedding without her mother and sisters. I couldn't stand to hear how she missed them and how they wouldn't contact her. I felt like it was all my fault, so I started to avoid her. Slowly pushing her away and hoping that she would accept the reasons for why I was doing so. The moment I told her to leave, I felt on strain lift off my shoulders and another adding stress to me. I didn't want her to leave, I fucking loved her, but I also didn't want to be the cause for their downfall. I walked away from her with all my will, wanting to run back to her the moment I walked into our bedroom. It took a minute for the front door to close and when it did, I punched the wall. I was so stupid for making the decision for her, but I just wanted her to be happy. I looked around the room and realized that I would eventually have to see her again, all her stuff was still here, and I didn't know how that would work. I knew that the moment I saw her again, I would beg her to come back because a few seconds without her has been hell. Yeah, I was sleeping on the couch and not talking to her before, but this was worse. This was me not knowing where she was or anything along those lines. I was no longer the person she was going to be with, and that killed me.

Harry: There was nothing I could do, I couldn't stop her because she was already gone. I knew that this was best for her, she would be taken out of danger. Staying with me would only cause harsh repercussions because people didn't know how to let up on us. No one understood that I loved her and vice versa. Blurry visions led me to look down at the palm of my hand, the ring I had given her shining back at me. It was a symbol of our love, a love that was the greatest I have ever had. From the moment I met her, I knew she was the one. From picking out the ring to setting up the proposal to the actual proposal, I knew I was doing the right thing. The only thing was that, my life was posted all over the headlines. We didn't get much of a long celebration because, right off the bat, people were making ignorant comments. I knew it hurt her just as much as it hurt me, but I didn't want to give up on us. When I realized people were actually trying to hurt her, I started getting more and more cautious. Security and announcements to leave her alone were upped. I tried everything to keep her safe. This time I wasn't able to protect her from hurt. I hoped that in time she would come back to me, but for now I'm going to give her some space. But only for a few days because I don't know how long I can bare without her.

Liam: All the haze from my drunken state had diminished the moment I realized that I was with Sophia and not Y/N. I should've known from the start, but I mess up big time. I knew that this was going to break our relationship, but I hoped that she would give me some mercy for telling her right away. But of course she didn't and I knew that was going to happen. I didn't know what to do, I tried to stop her and I tried to apologize. But it wasn't enough, it was fucking enough. I watched as she took off her ring, the one thing she had never taken off since I had given it to her, and I instantly wanted to stop her. When it was finally off and onto the couch, I tried to reach out to her. I wanted to pull her into my arms, I wanted her to fight me, I wanted her to do something, anything. I heard her say I hope she was worth it, but for fucks sake she wasn't. I ran after her as she walked out of the door. I watched her get into the car and drive the down the street, not looking back at me. I stayed at the front door, wishing for her to come back. And when she didn't, I went back inside. I destroyed almost everything, letting the anger out. I royally fucked up and there was probably no way she was going to forgive me. I love her, always will even if she never comes back to me. That's what killed me the most.