Nobody Compares

Chapter 4-Feelings

My brain pounded against my skull like it was pregnant. I wanted to scream Stop! but I couldn't command what my brain could do. I stumbled my way down the creaking stairs, gripping the railing. When I got to the bottom I heard light whispers. I looked in the room to see all the boys asleep. They all laid on the floor. There were 5 colored sleeping bags, one next to another. 

I got to the bathroom and took a few pills of ibuprofen. I ran back up the stairs ready to check things. I knew someone got a few pictures of last night, but oddly I didn't care. I was enjoying it, having fun. If they didn't like my idea of fun, I couldn't help it. 

I began getting bored looking at the many pictures of me drunk, and grinding on randoms. I got my keys and got down stairs. We usually take the back door, but I took the front door. Sadly I had to walk past the boys, and I didn't want to wake them. Espeically after Niall (I think) helped me upstairs. I thought it was a Mexican Santa, but okay. I drove downtown, not minding traffic at all. 

It wasn't congested, so that was a delightful part. No fans were stalking much of me, at least not noticable. I got to the mall, and for a odd reason it had hardly any people. I checked the time. It was 1 Pm, usually it would be stuffed with people.

I walked into the tattoo and piercing parlor. I sat in the lobby until my name was called. I wasn't sure if I should get a saying, or something in Japanese, or maybe a animal.

"What would you like Miss Clark?" I pondered on the subject. What did I want? 

"I want a saying on my wrists. Uh, 'Stay Strong' sounds good." Soon enough he began. He kept blabbering on and on, but then I remembered Demi Lovato had a similiar tattoo. Well mine was on my wrists, hers was on her neck. "And I want a barcode tattoo. under the lines I want it to say 'Not made in China'." He nodded, agreeing.

I liked that. Not Made In China. It was good for the time. Everything was cheaply made in China. People only thought it was America, but Britian was in debt too. 

When he got done I put it on my credit card. I had gotten a few tattoos before. One was on my back, which was a blue flower that was dying. One was on my hip, it was my first. It was a few stars and it said 'Shine as bright as you could be.' I also had a bow on my ankle. That hurt. It was right on my foot. 

I left the parlor and got a smoothie. I didn't know what else to do, so I went into For Your Entertainment. I could remember in America it was FYE, but here was different. Soon as I was walking by I saw the poster rack. I took a quick glance and recongnized someone. Suddenly I saw one single on, it said 'One Direction' and had 5 boys under it. Niall, Zayn, Louis, and Liam surrounded Harry. I looked in the slot to find nothing. I trotted to the front to ask. "Where are the One Direction posters?" 

"Sold out, wait... Are you Piper Clark?" He stopped working to look at me. I nodded with a smile. "Can I have your autograph? My sister is the biggest fan of yours! She is sick, and she loves you and your brothers band. Her birthday is in a few days so ... yeah." I smiled and shook my head. 

"I would, but I would rather do something else." I skidded down the aisles until I found my deluxe CD. "Does she have this?" He shook his head no, and I paid. I took a marker and signed it. "What's her name?" 

"He name is Lila. She is turned 8."   

I signed Hi Lila! Xxx its Piper Clark just writing to say I love you! Thank you for being a fan

"Oh, sorry I forgot to tell you, there is other One Direction things back there." I saw the stuff and nodded. I ran to see it all. There was a few posters. One of each of the boys, and a few altogether. 

"Does she have any posters of them?" I asked the cashier from the back. He giddly shook his head no again. "I'll get it back to you. Whats your name?"