Cassie's POV
I looked at the magazine, making sure I wasn't imagining this. I hastily grabbed the magazine bringing it with me to the check-out desk. I paid for my stuff, thanked the cashier, and walked put, towards my car. The paparazzi were still flashing tons of pictures, screaming, trying to get my attention,
"CASSIE! OVER HERE!"
"Are you and Harry still talking?!"
"How are you handling the long-distance?!"
Finally, after all of their screaming I finally got tired of it, and yelled:
"SHUT UP! Don't talk to me. You're all lying jerks! Go find someone else to stalk!" I screamed.
That just provoked more questions. I can already see next weeks magazine,
'Cassie's paparazzi outburst'
Ugh. I'm tired of this. I'm getting so much media abuse. I can bear it while Harry is with me, but he's not even here. I ran to my car, dodging cameras and interviewers. I unlocked the car, jumping into the front seat. I slammed the door in someone's face, not caring about their stupid questions. I started the car, slowly making my way out of the parking lot, while trying not to hit anyone. I eventually got out, driving away from all the flashing, and screaming. Once I got on the road, I was free of paparazzi.
In 15 minutes, I got home. I walked through the door, and saw Abby and Jill waiting for me.
"What took you so long?" Jill asked.
"I was mobbed by paparazzi." I explained, throwing the magazine on the table.
Abby walked over to it, picking it up, and reading it aloud.
"Can Cassie handle long-distance?"
"That's so stupid. All they want is a story, don't let it get to you." Jill said.
"I try. But now the biggest news is us." I said.
"Don't worry, the tour will be over before you know it, and we'll have the boys around again." Abby said.
"I can't wait" I muttered, while walking to my room. Everyone says I'll see him before I know it, but it feels like forever.
Harry's POV
It's the end of March. In a week and a half, we visit the girls.
Nialls been noticeably happier the closer April gets. We have 7 more concerts before the break. I can't wait to see her. They're going to be so surprised.
Hmm, I haven't called her yet today.
I grabbed my iPad pressing the FaceTime icon. I clicked on Cassie's name.
Calling....
Connecting.....
Her face lit up the screen. Her eyes were a bit red.
"What's wrong?"I asked.
"Nothing."
I can tell she's lying.
"I know that something's wrong" I said.
She reached next to her, holding a magazine up to the screen. The title read 'Can Cassie handle long distance?'
"Babe, just don't listen to them, they're all liars who just want a story. It's all fiction" I said, trying to cheer her up.
She smiled slightly. "I know, but they chased me today and its all getting out of hand." She said, looking down.
