Another one of the rain storms was sweeping through the
city and we decided to stand next to the hotel entrance on a public sidewalk.
Thankfully this had an awning.
Not long after a black Escalade made its way through the roundabout
and pair of pale hands popped out of the window. Everyone went into an uproar
as the car made its way back out to the main road and everyone apart from me started
chasing after the car. Even Clara had ran off.
Of course I couldn’t just leave her there because this
was usually what they did to draw the fans away before the boy’s real car came
through. I knew this and I knew for a fact that while everyone thought the
hands belonged to Michael that it was in fact not him. There were no tattoos on
his hands as he filled us with his white iPhone case. Michael doesn’t even use
a case and his iPhone is black. Besides Michael sees stuff like that multiple
times a day so why would he film it now? I had to run at least halfway down the
street screaming for at least Clara to come back.
All the girls got back just in time to see the car coming
back this happened a few more times when a few of the girls had to go to the
Walgreens on the corner to talk to their parents. We soon heart a scream and we
went running. We fangirls seem to cling to even the smallest amounts of hope.
Some girls bolted like Clara and Zulee and they were
already gone by the time I even made it to the corner. There stood the girl
shaking to the core almost in tears as she stared down at her iPhone. “I just
met Michael, I just met Michael!” She shook.
I tried to calm her down enough to ask her what way he
went, but she was pretty shaken up. Finally she told me that he was in the
Walgreens (that we had been in about a dozen times that day -.-) with his mom
and that he wasn’t going to meet fans. Apparently the security made this clear,
but since there were only three girls and Michael is just a sweetheart he took
pictures with them and went on his marry way.
Clara came back nearly in tears because she realized he
was with his mom and wouldn’t break up the little family time they had
together. We were all congregating outside the entrance of the Walgreens, our
spirits crushed when I saw a familiar face.
“Oh my god it’s Dave!” The words flew out of my mouth
before I could stop them as the big burley security guard came out of the store
himself talking on the phone. I felt bad for drawing attention to him and
everyone began to ask him questions like “Where are the boys?” and “Will you
give this to them?” He told them no nicely but it was obvious he was mad that
he was outed. Girls were even taking pictures of him.
We gave up not long after because we were all starving and we couldn't handle anymore heartbreak. We went back to Fort Lauderdale with empty hands, only two close encounters smashing around in our memories. Regrets of 'what if' racing around our minds.
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