It's 3 in the Morning and I Miss One Direction

Why, why, WHY must this happen? You're laying in bed, relaxing after a long day, and BAM "No, Jimmy Protested" randomly inhabits your brain and you're suddenly back to watching every One Direction video diary, which leads you to watching all their fetus moments, which then leads you to the frat era, which then leads you to "Does the little one with the cheekbones know that the Prince is in love with him?" which leads you to 2015 long haired Harry vibes, and then suddenly you're crying over the hiatus like it didn't happen almost 10 years ago? Do you get what I mean? Don't act like you're too good and this has never happened to you because if that's the case, then the memes I'm about to share with you are about to give you the same heart-wrenching pain that I am feeling at this moment.

Enjoy.

It isn't even worth pretending anymore that this isn't me. I'm just thankful that I live alone now so I can at least giggle without drawing a crowd.

It seems easy, but maybe we're wrong. Maybe James can't afford another drive thru run with them.

Talented little beans. Nothing makes me prouder than seeing them actually grow as artists.

I was always a Harry and Louis girl myself, but I never, ever discredited the love fest that was Niall James Horan.

Okay, but true????? I guess you're not true friends until you're lightly bullying each other.

Anddddd this is why we love BOTH of them. You've got to have both sides of the spectrum, don't you? What's the fun in only having one side?

Okay, but I actually have a major beef with this one. There is nothing, I mean NOTHING, more frustrating than having a brain full of song lyrics and interview moments when all you need to do it remember the time of your meeting or the assignment's due date.

Okay, didn't expect this one to jam me right in the heart, but here we are.

The ankles. The collarbones. The hands. The wrists. The elbows. Need I go on?

My worst nightmare. It's like the "Drag Me Down" music video all over again.

People who listen to "Fine Line" while it's just on shuffle are fucking psychos. Seriously. That's all there is to it. If you can tell me that you can listen to "We'll be a fine line, we'll be alright" on a random Tuesday with not a mental breakdown in sight, then you deserve prison.

Really made my tears fall down like the showers that are British.

I don't even want to imagine the stress giggling, slow mumbling, and outright anxiety that this would cause.

No, like seriously, who does this? If this is you, I'm sorry, but you can no longer be trusted.

Genuinely, the one thing that I am SO proud of. A lot of people worship singers that are actual dicks, but I'm so proud of the fact that every single One Direction member is a genuine and good human being.

Someone give him his time to shine. The poor bean is out here struggling.

Because that random fact that I saw one day saying that he doesn't break the hug until you do STILL has me fucked up.

And water fights and weird signs and talking and Niall laughing and handstands and pyramids.

*cries in 18 months turned into 5 years and I'm still here waiting*

Was I secretly a Louis girl all along?

Because even if it's been five years, we will never, ever forget the magic that we all shared together.