By noon the two days later, we were driving into downtown Cleveland, Oho. The boys had a signing today and a performance and radio interview the next day. The tour bus rolled around a corner, and we were met by blocks full of screaming fans. The bus came to the hotel garage, and we were all ushered out and into the hotel by Paul.
We got up to our room. Our luggage had already been set up, and Harry and I settled into our own private room. We ate lunch until Harry had to dress and leave for his signing. He kissed my head.
"I miss you already." I said as he opened the door. He turned back.
"Miss you, too. I love you." He turned and left. I sat on the bed and scrolled through the channels before deciding there was nothing interesting to watch.
I threw on a blue Jack Wills hoodie with sknny jeans and Toms. I got my black Coach bag before heading downstairs.
As I emerged onto the city street, I saw that everyone was gone, probably migrated to the other side of town, where the boys were.
I stopped into a gas station and bought the latest issue of Vogue. I came back out onto the street and saw a Starbucks at the end of the block. I took a sigh of relief as I walked towards my heaven on earth.
I swung open the door to the Starbucks and got in line. There were only three people in front of me, and three or four people scattered around. I waited. I had finally gotten to the front and ordered a caramel mocha and a chocolate chip muffin. I got my order and walked to a leather chair in the back of the shop. I opened my issue of Vogue and began to read.
I had almost gotten halfway through the issue when I noticed somone sitting beside me. I glanced up, and then went back to my magazine,but the girl around my age began to talk.
"Hello." She said.
I looked up. "Hello."
"You're Ali Tommo, aren't you?"
"Yea, that'd be me." I sighed and put away my magazine, knowing this girl would want to chat.
"Oh my gosh! This is so exciting! Can I have a picture?" I took a picture with her, and then she left. I got up to leave. I could never get used to what my new life was. I could not understand how girls love or hate me without even getting to know me. It will never make sense.
I got up and walked back to the hotel, where girls had camped outside. I went upstairs and saw that Harry would not be back for three hours. I sat on the couch for a minute, and listened to the screaming girls outside.
My eyes went from th girls outside to my iPod to the video camera and back again. Harry may not be home for awhile, but I was going to let him know what he was missing. I picked up the video camera and ran downstairs. I went outside to see some of the fans, and they immediately recognized me and started to scream. I looked to a group of girls.
"Hey, guys, I'm planning a surprise for Harry, and I need your help, but we'v only got three hours. Will you help me?" They all screamed in agreement. I smiled and turned on the camera.
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The next afternoon, the boys were all in a radio studio, and I was sitting outside the walls, listening in. The radio host began asking questions about the tour and music, nothing too unusual, but of course, they had to touch base on Harry's recent behavior.
"So, Harry, you were going out a lot last week in Australia, partying and drinking, is that right?"
"Yea, it's true."
"We've all noticed a change in the last few days in you. You haven't been going out, you've been a very good boy. Now, why the sudden change, and why were you going out in the first place?"
