Jo finished throwing her hair up into a ponytail and then walked over to my side, "Are you ready to go?" she asked me, as she pulled her jacket over her shoulders.
"Sure," I answered, intertwining my fingers with hers. We headed towards the exit and walked out of the doors.
I should've known that the directioners and fans of Jo's would find us. I'm surprised we didn't run into any of Jo's fans outside of the set. But now they all have found us.
Fans were screaming once we walked out. Jo glanced at me, but then quickly pulled a fake smile on and waved at the fans. I could feel her hands clamming up as we continued to walk. I didn't bother to look as professional as Jo.
We parked inside the parking lot that was blocked from the fans, so thankfully we didn't have to go through the crowd. Jo happily waved to her fans as I just gave them a simple wave.
We got in the car and I let out a deep breath, "How in the world were you able to act so fake around them?" I asked her, as I started up the car.
She shrugged, "I'm an actress, I guess it just comes naturally to me," She answers.
"Fair enough," I replied as I pulled out of the parking lot. I could still hear the noise of the fans even when they were in the distance. Jo glanced back at them for a second then turned her attention back to the road in front of us.
Jo pulled out her phone as I continued to drive. I glanced at what she was doing on her phone and saw the twitter logo. I never thought of Jo as a girl to be interested tweeting, but she is famous after all, I guess she has to.
*
I arrived home soon walked inside with Jo by my side. The boys weren't there anymore, which was a bit of a relief. I wanted to spend some time alone with Jo, something that will soon be very rare.
I could only hear the noise of Jo's feet as she walked into my house. She walked down to the hall to my bedroom. I decided to clean up the mess the lads created in the kitchen and living room before I joined her.
I began to pick up the bags and other trash and threw them away, or put some of the containers of food back into the correct cabinets. I returned the pillows and cushions back to the correct couches and cleaned up any other miscellaneous items scattered throughout the room.
The mess soon disappeared and I headed back to my room. Jo was lying down on my bed with her back facing the doorway so I couldn't see her face. I pulled off my shoes and jacket and tossed them to the floor and sat on the edge of the bed beside Jo. I peered over her shoulder and saw that she was on her phone as she lay down. I was surprised that she was still on twitter.
"Why are you still on twitter?" I bluntly asked. Jo turned around and sat up, turning off the screen and shoving it behind her, "I'm just on twitter, what's the big deal about it?"
I shrugged, "There isn't, I just was wondering why you've been on so much."
"I just wanted to see what your fans have been saying to me," she answers and grabs her phone from behind her back and begins to scroll through her mentions.
"You don't want to read that..." I mutter and try to grab her phone from her hand. Jo pulls it away from my grasp and frowns, "Don't try and take my phone away from me, it isn't yours."
