We woke up to the sounds of guitars, and screaming. The boys came in, singing their wake up song and jumping on the bed to wake us up. How nice of them...
Anyway, we knew we had a busy day, so we got up at the end of their wonderful song... We got dressed in something comfortable, grabbed some Poptarts and hit the road. We were heading to the airport and flying to Canada! I'm so excited to be heading back to North America. After a couple of days in Canada, we'll be going down to the states. I'll get to visit my family again. And more than just my parents and cousins, not that they aren't great. But I'll get to see my brother and sister, and my aunts and uncles and grandparents and I'm just excited to see them all. I'm excited for Harry to meet them all. We arrived at the airport and everything was pretty hectic. Airports are crazy enough as it is, but then you try going with the world's most popular boy band on the rise and it just makes things even more wild. We finally got onto the plane I was just exhausted. Is that bad? I laid my head back on the seat and began to drift off. Just as I was about to fall asleep, the seat shook and someone was sitting beside me. My eyes popped open and I shook my head out to try and remove my tiredness.
"Oh, sorry babe. Did I wake you?" Harry asked as he sat down and got comfy.
"No. You're fine." I said giggling, and I laid my head back again.
"Oh, I got you one of these things." he said handing me one of those eye cover up things. I smiled.
"Thanks." I fell asleep before I could even put it on. If you can't tell, I really like sleep.
I was awoken by a sudden jerk, and a voice coming over the speaker.
"Hello everyone. We are preparing for landing." the voice said. I leaned back and smiled, relieved we weren't crashing or anything. We got off the plane about how we did the day before. We were lead to another black car and taken to another hotel. Life on the road wasn't as glamorous as I thought, but I was still super excited to be doing what I'm doing. We didn't spend much time at the hotel once we got there. We just put all of our luggage in our rooms and then were transported to the arena we were playing. Today I had a lot more time to learn what I was supposed to do on stage, warm up, and have some fun preparing for the concert. The boys were so much fun to hang out with at the arena. I was going over blocking individually while my instructor went and talked to some of the other workers when Harry and Louis pulled up next to me on a golf cart.
"Hop on babe." Harry said winking at me. I laughed and climbed on. We were going to be in so much trouble for this. We picked up Zayn, Niall and Liam before driving around the arena at full speed. Soon enough, we had security guards on our butts. Harry was driving, quite recklessly I might add. I was sitting in the back with Liam and Zayn and I will admit I almost fell out a time or two. If it wasn't for Liam and Zayn I might have a busted lip from falling onto the arena floors. We all laughed as we dodged our guards left and right. After a few minutes, the golf cart stopped. I turned around to see guards surrounding the whole front side. Looks like our fun was over. There was a guard assigned to each one of us, and each one grabbed us all by our waists, slinging us over their shoulders as we laughed and protested to be put down. Soon we were let down in front of our tour manager, Paul. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest and was frowning down at us. He didn't say anything at first, and then we saw the tiniest of smiles crack on his face.
"Y'all are a real pain in my butt, you know that?" we all laughed and went back to rehearsing. After a couple more hours, we were lead back to the hotel to get ready. I was put in a blue lacey tank top and black shorts with some skin colored heels. They curled my hair, and did my make up and soon enough I was ready to go. We went back to the arena and sat backstage for what felt like ages. At around 6:55, Paul came in and got me.
