Secrets (On hold)

Chapter Twenty Five

*Lauren's POV*

It's been two days since we left Mexico, yet it feels like hours. I can't help but wonder if the entire tour will be this tiring all the time. I can't imagine how the boys and crew feel if I'm this exhausted.

After a long flight from Mexico to Florida, we have arrived. And to a warm welcoming of fans and paparazzi at 6 a.m! Luckily I escaped most of the chaos with the crew and didn't have to deal with it all so early in the morning; I can't say the same for Serena and the others though. Let me just say, I sure as hell gave Harry shit for looking like a homeless drunk.

We spent the first two days being lazy, the Australians met up with us and everyone was very excited about that. I can explain the scene in one word, hugs. As per usual, Harry was his obnoxious seemingly weird self, messing around with everyone and being a goof like always.

This leads me to today; the boys are filming a music video. I don't know what the song is or what is going on yet, but my presence is being requested by my boyfriend. There are five days until the first Miami show, two of which will be spent filming the video. Which means for me, sitting around and watching everyone work while waiting for someone to summon me for help. For the others, that means working their asses off and having long days. Rest assured, the three extra days we have will be spent at the pool.

"I'm excited for this; I've never seen anything being produced before." Serena chirps excitedly from next to me.

"Yeah it should be alright." I agree, watching the bustling Miami streets fly past the car window.

We are on our way to the studio; everyone has been there already for 3 hours, but we had our driver stop and take us to a breakfast buffet so we could eat first.

"Have you seen them shoot a video before?" Serena asks me curiously and I look over at her.

"Yes and a commercial or two." I tell her and she raises her eyebrows.

"What videos?" She crosses her bare legs and leans so that her body is facing mine.

She's wearing a cute little sundress and heels, "to give me some height" she told me.

"I watched them make Kiss You."

"Oh yes! I loved that one!" She claps her hands together and I laugh at her. "Don't make fun of me! Not everyone gets to do these kinds of things."

I hold my hands up in defense. "I'm not making fun of you at all! I just like when you're excited. It makes me excited. And I know."

I wouldn't be in America right now if it wasn't for Lou working with them. Even if I was dating Harry it's not like we are public and I wouldn't have a reason to be on tour.

"I can tell we are getting close." Serena says looking out the window.

"How?" I have no idea where we are.

"There are girls walking around all over in shorts and cropped tops." She tells me and I giggle.

"That's very observant of you."

"I'll pull up right to the door so you girls can walk right in, I've been told there are some fences and barriers holding the crowds back." The driver interrupts us and I stare intently out the window.

There are crowds of girls standing all over the sidewalk and as we turn onto the street, there are cops and security all over the road. We pull up to a cop standing at the road barrier and the driver tells him our names. They let us through and I watch all the screaming waving girls as we drive past the fence. They can't tell who it is inside the cars tinted windows, so I'm assuming they are hoping it's one of the boys, not us. We pull up outside a large white building and the driver parks the car. I push open the door, grab my tan purse off the floor and flick my ray bans over my eyes. My hair is wildly wavy all over my head due to the Florida humidity. I'm wearing just a tank top and shorts and as I start to walk around the car the screaming gets louder. I walk over to Serena where she is waiting and I ask the security guard if it's alright if we just walk in.