"I'm Mateo"

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Em's POV:

The last week has flown by on this tour. We've travelled to Peru, Chile and Argentina where the boys have had their fans screaming at every show. In the day when they haven't been at a sound check we've been off exploring the cities. My camera roll is full of picture after picture of beautiful views, gorgeous food, and there's plenty of stupid photos of me and the boys too. My Instagram is following suit as I've been documenting this trip through there. I've found that my follower count has increased as more fans realised where I was and that they'd be getting 'behind the scenes' photos of the boys. At first I found it utterly revolting when comments such as 'god he's so fit' and 'I want him' would flood my phone after I posted a picture of me and Harry and I considered disabling comments altogether. When I complained about it to Harry he just laughed.

"I can't help it that I'm so gorgeous Em," he smirked. 

In a bid to prove that I was better looking than he was, I posted a picture of myself in my favourite top and jeans combo, my curls placed to perfection, make up on point, and the sun streaming on me at just the right angle. I utilised Louis for this, knowing that he'd do anything if he thinks it will make me forgive him. So he stood for half an hour and took picture after picture of me, not stopping until I had the perfect picture. I found it hard to stay mad at him after he'd put that much effort in for me, so I decided to forgive him properly. And Zayn too. Anyway, Louis' efforts were worth it because I had hundreds if not thousands of comments on my post about how amazing I looked. I smirked as I slid my phone across the coffee table to Harry to show him.

"Looks like you're not the hottest trend anymore Harry," I shrugged. He just laughed and shook his head but I know I won that one. We arrived in Buenos Aires in Argentina a couple of days ago and the boys have performed their two shows here. This morning we set off on the bus again but we've stopped in a little town to get some lunch, and it's a chance to see more of the country.

"South America is so gorgeous, I'm definitely coming back here one day when I'm not being dragged through each country at break neck speed," I said with a smile. Harry chuckled and ruffled my hair.

"Yeah that's the downside of tour life, you don't get long enough in the cities," he sighed. I scoffed.

"Sorry I forgot you haven't got the money to just jump on your private jet and come back here whenever you like," I said with an eye roll, my words laced with sarcasm. The boys all laughed.

"We do actually do work you know Em," Liam said with a chuckle. "Like recording an album, interviews, rehearsals for tour. We don't just go home after all this and put our feet up for the next few months until another tour comes around." I waved away his words and grinned.

"You know what I mean Liam," I retorted. I skipped on ahead, my stomach starting to growl. I noticed a cafe up a tiny side street and walked over. I browsed the menu outside, deciding it sounded gorgeous. 

"How about this place?" I called over to the boys. "It has all sorts, and it sounds amazing."

"Sounds good to me, do you reckon we can get a table?" Louis asked. I shrugged and peered inside the door. An elderly woman came over smiling and started talking in Spanish, asking us how many we wanted a table for. Harry looked confused as hell but stepped forward anyway. I rolled my eyes. This is going to be good.

"Um, we," Harry started, gesturing to all of us. "Would like to eat." Cue miming cutting up food with a knife and fork. "Could we have a table please?" He asked, miming sitting down. Good heavens. As the woman looked spectacularly confused, I put my hand on Harry's chest and shoved him out the way. I spoke in Spanish to the woman, apologising for my idiot brother which made her laugh. I asked for a table for 6 and she led the way with menus. I smirked to myself as I felt Harry's eyes watching me as I walked to the table. When we sat down and the woman left us to read the menu, Harry piped up.

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