Dear Sara,

I'm not sure where to begin. Your last letter got me thinking, and as a result tearing my house apart. If you sent a sixth letter, something had to have happened to it. Thinking back to when I received it, life was busy and I only had moments here and there to get through all of them. In between, the envelope sat on my desk, waiting for me.

But while I was reading the second one, wondering about that creepy story you mentioned writing, my girlfriend found me and read over my shoulder. She didn't like that you'd mentioned Perrie, and how you seemed so familiar with me. That's when I wrote that awful response. The one I hadn't planned on sending but I've since realized that she sent, without informing me.

I've confronted her about it, and she did admit to sending that to you, which I once again apologize for. Then she also confessed that she had read through the other letters when I was occupied at the studio. She hid the last one and wouldn't tell me where. I'm surprised she didn't just destroy it, but I guess she had some other plan.

I've broken up with her, by the way. Not the girl I thought she was. Not the kind of person I should surround myself with. Nothing like you.

I've found that last letter, crumpled up at the bottom of my closet of all places. Underneath my paints, which seems appropriate somehow. Creativity is such a passion for me, an outlet for all of my anxiety. And that's what you've become. Not an outlet, closer to a passion.

I can't tell you on paper how that letter touched me, how your words felt as I read them. Your pain, I'm just so sorry for all of that. Wish things had gone differently, but I'm planning to amend that now. I'm not sure this letter will find you before I do, but if it does, you must know that I'm on my way. The time for pen and paper has passed. It's time for action, and since I'm the one with the resources, I'll be the one to act.

I'll be there soon. I have an address, and yes I could search you up and find a contact, but isn't this better? A big gesture, which I'm hoping is favorable in your eyes.

Soon, Sara, I'll be able to tell you face to face.

Love,

Zayn

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Could you imagine? What would you do in Sara's place? I'm planning at least two more letters...it depends on how they go. Zayn may have other ideas...😏