“Holy shit!”
I looked down and couldn’t believe my eyes, I looked towards Tom, “Can you believe this?”
He laughed, “ain’t nothing compared to the UK fans, they’d be in our suitcases”
I scanned my eyes through the crowd, there must have been about 1000 fans there, all, they seemed to all look up at once then the screaming started, Siva almost fell of the escalator he was so taken a-back.
We hit the bottom and someone grabbed my arm strongly and started to pull me through the crowd, I almost tried to pull away until I realised it was one of our bodyguards, he shouted at some of the fans and told them to move, I felt bad when he did this so I pulled away and stopped at a girl who was holding out a giant bag of skittles out for me, “Hey, what’s your name?”
She was about to answer me when she found she couldn’t, I just giggled, and reached to take the skittles from her hand, “are these for me? Thank you, I love skittles, be safe okay?”
She nodded her head as I got pulled away from her an angry voice shouting in my ear, “Come on Jay, we’ve got to go!”
I sulked as I got pulled away from the fans and towards the exit, the crowd parted and a van appeared, I hadn’t even noticed we’d left the airport until I was pushed into the back and the door slammed behind me, I looked to Siva who was busy texting, Max who was getting ready to sleep, Nath who was playing a game and Tom turned to me, “Fucking mental.”
“I know, that was surreal, didn’t think America knew us that well!”
(Source: gladsivacame)

