I stood in the terminal in a horrible mood, not talking to anyone. This was not what I wanted - of course I wanted to tour and be with my best friends but I also wanted Cara with me. "Cheer up man" Zayn patted my shoulder as he stood next to me. "I don't know how to make this better, I can't think of an alternative" I mumbled. "Well, there is no alternative Harry, we are going on tour" Louis said, pretty bluntly. I suppose he was right, I needed to get a grip. Surely Niall was feeling the same way? I looked over at him, he had the same expression as me as he sat moodily in a chair, scrolling through his phone. I went over to him and sat down. "Feel as shit as I do?" I asked. He nodded, not changing facial expression. "What can we do then?" I said, exasperated. "Nothing Harry, there is nothing we can do so just stop wasting your time thinking of some sort of plan" Niall muttered. I gave him a dirty look and sighed, sitting back crossing my arms. He was right, like Louis. I was acting like a child, I was going on a world tour and I needed to act more grateful for this opportunity.
The plane journey was long and boring, and I couldn't even sleep because my mind was racing too much. The jet lag was already hitting me, as we got off of the plane late at night. I yawned as I ran my hand through my messy hair, and then rubbed my eyes. The other boys looked just as tired as me. We walked through the terminal filled with fans quickly, as security pushed us through. I felt bad, I hated seeing fans wait for us just to see us walk straight past. I couldn't help it though, it was for safety reasons apparently. We got into a car that was waiting to take us to the hotel. I pulled out my phone and called Cara's number. It rung 3 times before she picked up. "Hey" She said quietly, she sounded tired. I forgot about the time difference. "Hi babe, how're you doing?" I asked her through a yawn. "I'm okay, I miss you already" She lightly laughed. "I miss you too, I don't know how i'm going to do this" I replied. "I'll see you before you know it" She assured me. "I hope so.. I love you" I said. She replied with an I love you too and we hung up. The rest of the night was a blur as I fell asleep in the cab and groggily entered the hotel, going up to my room and going straight back to sleep.
We didn't do a lot for the next week as we didn't have a show until the next saturday, so the boys and I just wandered round the streets of New York. Well I say wandered, we couldn't really for that long because we just got spotted by fans. We had been in America for 4 days now and me and Niall were in a small cafe that was basically empty, and it was hidden as it was surrounded by other big shops and restaurants. "I love being able to just chill...in public" Niall joked. "Yeah, it's nice" I smiled. I felt a bit better about Cara now and I was coming to terms with the whole 'missing her' thing. Niall seemed in better spirits too. My thoughts were interrupted by Niall again. "Harry, look at the headline in that woman's magazine" Niall's face was stern..almost worried. I twisted my body to see the only other customer in here, a middle aged woman reading a gossip magazine. I looked at a small little caption in the bottom hand corner that read: "Harry and Cara no more? Tour breaks the couple apart"
My heart raced as I wondered what it could possible be rumouring about now. I got up and went over to the lady. "Excuse me, but could I borrow your magazine for just 5 minutes?" I asked politely. She did a double-take from the paper to me. "Your the boy in this magazine!" She cried. I nodded smiling. "Of course of course, take it!" She insisted, thrusting the magazine at me. I said thank you and returned to Niall.
I quickly flicked to the right page and read down. "Harry's now ex-girlfriend Cara Collins is spotted getting close with mystery man, just days after Styles leaves for world tour" There was a picture attached of Cara...and a man. I didn't recognise him but they were kissing. My palms started to sweat as I teared my eyes away from the magazine and showed it to Niall. "It might not be true.." he started to say. "Of course it's true! There's a picture Niall!" I yelled. I held my head in my hands, feeling angry, betrayed and upset. "I've not even been away a week, how could I have been so stupid?" I muttered. "I'm sorry pal" Niall patted my arm. What the hell was she playing at? "Do I call her?" I asked Niall for advice. "Maybe not now, cool off a bit...calm down then ring her later. Come on, let's go back to the hotel and see the boys" Niall replied. I nodded as I wrapped up the magazine and took it with me as we walked out. Paparrazzi had gathered and me and Niall quickly hailed a cab to get away. "Harry you look upset!" "What's with you and Cara?" "Did Cara cheat?" They all shouted questions at me but all I could offer was an upset expression which probably answered their questions. "I can't believe this" I said angrily, my fists clenching. "There must be a reason" Niall offered. I shook my head. There was NO reason for this. We got back to the hotel, and found the boys all in Louis' hotel room. "What's going on?" Liam said, as I stormed in angrily, Niall giving them a warning look. I threw the magazine on the bed so they could read it. "Oh mate, i'm sorry" Zayn said, reading it quickly. I lay back on the sofa and sighed. I needed to speak to her.