You Are My Best Friend

I woke up in the morning, wondering why my alarm had gone off so early. Then it hit me. I was leaving Rhode Island to go on tour with One Direction! That thought got me moving, even though I was still insanely tired. I dragged myself down the stairs and quickly ate a banana and some cereal. Then I dragged myself back up the stairs and into my room. I thought about changing into some actual clothes, but decided against it. I just changed into a pair of leggings and a Mizzou sweatshirt. I slipped on my white converse, then dragged the rest of my luggage downstairs and into my car. I said goodbye to Gram, promised to call her regularly, and then drove myself to Taylor's. There were only two lights on in the whole house, and when I pulled up, they all turned on. Harry came to the door and led me to the breakfast room.

"Hey Skyler", said Taylor, looking extremely tired.

"Hi Tay", I said, feeling extremely tired.

"Have you eaten yet?", asked Harry.

"Um, yeah. I ate some food before I came. But, thanks".

We had a little more conversation, before it was time to say goodbye. I gave Taylor a hug, told her I'd miss her, and, same as Gram, would call or text regularly. Then, I went out to Harry's car so that he and Taylor could say bye privately. A few minutes later, Taylor and Harry came out. Taylor's mascara was smeared all over her face, and even Harry had a few tears in his eyes. This was the one time I was glad to not have a boyfriend. I couldn't imagine how hard this was for the both of them.

After a final round of goodbyes, Harry drove us to the airport. We talked very little until we got past security and into the jet.

"Wow! This is amazing, Harry! You are so lucky to fly like this!", I said.
We were by no means poor, but I had never seen a private jet this nice.

"Well, Skyler, you're gonna fly like this for a while, too!", Harry replied, with one of his signature grins.

The flight to London was loooooong. Harry and I passed the time by sleeping, playing checkers, and staring out the windows. It was mostly silence, though. Not an awkward silence, since we were friends and JUST that, but both of us were wrapped up in our own worlds. I sat with my phone, texting my friends from back in LA and updating them. I hadn't talked to them much, so I had a lot to tell them. I also called my dad, and talked to him and my step-mom. Finally, we landed in London.

We got off the jet, and it was like nothing I'd every seen before. Harry had told me about the fans who'd line up at the airport to see him or his bandmates get off their jets, but nothing could have prepared me for this. It was chaos. All screaming girls, some even screaming at me.

"Who's the girl, Harry?'
"Have you left Taylor"
Then I heard the paparazzi. In my opinion, they were worse than the girls. At least their fans had good motives and were probably all somewhat innocent. But all the paps wanted was money. They irritated me, and I was glad when we were finally inside the SUV, headed away from the craziness.

"Harry, where are we going again? I think you told me but I totally forgot", I said.

"We're headin' towards my place. You'll be staying there too, since we're kicking off the tour in O2 tomorrow", he said, "We all need every bit of rest we can get, since it's gonna be madness for a few months after this".

After about a ten minute drive, we pulled up to what I assumed was Harry's place. It was very, very nice. He showed me to the room where I'd be staying, and gave me a quick tour of the essentials, like the kitchen, living room, swimming pool.

"Don't worry about me", he said, "I'll mostly be sleeping, so you pretty much have the whole house to yourself".

"Thanks, Harry, it means alot".

"You're welcome, just make sure you don't burn the house down!", he teased.

With that, we went our separate ways, and I slept for 14 hours straight. I woke up the next day hungry and feeling odd, noting that London was 5 hours ahead of Rhode Island time. I found my way to the kitchen, and ate a sandwich I made for myself from the ingredients in the refrigerator and pantry. Looking at the clock over the kitchen island, I saw that it was 6 hours until showtime. At that moment, Harry came downstairs, dressed and ready to go.

"Oh, gosh, what time are we leaving?", I asked.

"Don't worry, you've still got half an hour", he said.

I rushed upstairs, showered, dried my hair, and put it up in a messy bun. I stood in the middle of my room, with just a bra and panties on, trying to decide what to wear. Suddenly, I remembered that I hadn't locked the door to my room. As I was crossing the room to lock it, Harry opened the door. I stood, shocked, and completely embarrassed. Once he saw me, he quickly said "Sorry", and shut the door. It was such an awkward moment. I hoped that it hadn't ruined our friendship. After that I hurried and put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a white shirt, along with a silver necklace Gram had given me. I also grabbed a flannel in case I got cold. And, of course, my white Converse.

When I got downstairs, I noticed that Harry was already in his car, outside. I ran outside, and got in.

"Sorry about earlier", he said, "I should've knocked. It's just that nobody has lived with me for a while, so, I don't usually knock. I was at the wrong door".

"It's all right", I replied, "I know you didn't mean to".

We pulled into a parking lot under one of the most massive arenas I'd ever seen. We walked through a series of tunnels until we came into a room, with a few women and Zayn. They were helping him pick out a shirt. When he saw me, he came over and gave me a hug.

"Zayn! It's great to see you!", I exclaimed.

"Yea, same here, Skyler! How do you like London?", he asked.

"Well, it's huge, and I haven't seen much, but, what I have seen, I love!", I said.

Zayn laughed, and led me over to the two women.

"Hello, love, I'm Carrie", said one.

"And I'm Lou", said the other.

I introduced myself again, and they gave me a basic run through. I got it pretty quickly, then the rest of the boys came in. I was excited to see them, since the last time we'd all been together was two months before. After about 3 hours, they were ready to take the stage. Since I'd never been to one of their concerts, I got to go sit in the audience, in one of the VIP seats. As the lights came onto the stage, I screamed along with thousands of other girls, excited to be seeing my first One Direction concert.

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