"And now presenting your 2018 Bachelor's Class!"

Today was the day I was graduating with a Bachelor's in Photojournalism.

It was another moment that I wished he had been there to see. Where I could have come down off the platform after my name was called and heard his excited congratulations as he hugged me tightly. But two years on after my article came out and still no word from him, I figured that ship had sailed. I still thought about him from time to time, but for the last two years had buried myself in work and school and my mind stayed at ease more often than not.

Shay and Jamie tried to set me up with a few of Jamie's friends over the years, but I was just never really interested. Shay thought me saying I was too busy with work and school was an excuse, and it kind of was, but I also still needed to allow my heart to completely heal.

After the graduation ceremony, there was a party thrown at our offices for me. It was all too much, as I had never had this much of fuss made over me before, but I let Shay go crazy.

"To Emery, my very best friend, and the smartest, most accomplished person I know!" Shay had her glass of champagne raised as she stood in front of our friends.

"To Emery!"

The party winded down after about 4 hours and I was exhausted by the end of the day. Jamie and Shay went out for late night ice cream after the party and I, happily, went home to crash.

It was 10 o'clock when I walked through the door and had turned on my computer to watch Netflix while getting ready for bed. I sat down at my computer, brushing my teeth and opened the internet. The regular news homepage opened and I perused it a bit before moving on. The entertainment section rolled over onto the screen and the first face I saw were four very familiar ones.

"One Direction go in different directions" read the title of the article on the screen before me.

Oh, what a clever title... I thought to myself as I clicked open the article. The boys were ending the band. They had been together 8 years now and were all very excited about their future prospects. It didn't say what any of their future prospects were, as it wasn't anything official, just something from a gossip magazine who spoke to "official sources with the band" (that meant they paid someone for information that may or may not have been accurate).

It made my heart ache a little bit, as before I ever knew Harry, I was a fan of the band, and I knew many people around the world would be sad, but they were grown men now, I understood the point of wanting to do some different things.

This news stirred some nostalgia in me and I spent the rest of the night looking through all of my photos of them and remembering times when we were all still young and everything seemed so much easier.