Blame It on September (1D Story)

Blame it on Harry

"I can still see you standing there summer tangled in your hair, first week of July first day of my life."

Hazel's POV

I looked all around our house, trying to find my sweater for the beach as myself and my friends, that I live with, are going to. I groan aloud and start trudging up to my room.

Let me introduce myself, I am Hazel Washington, I am eighteen years of age, and I was born and raised in Pescadero, California, I still live there now. I live with my four best friends Ryan, Camy, which is short for Cameron, Kera, and Alexa. We all live in a house a couple minutes away from the beach. Our house is small, but big enough for the five of us.

But anyways, back to me looking for my sweater. I start tearing up my room, looking everywhere. "What are you doing?" asks Ryan, I assume from her accent. She was raised in Alabama but moved out here when she was old enough.

I look over my shoulder and sure enough it's her. I roll my eyes and turn to my closet, "Well," I start out moving my hangers with my clothes on them. "I am looking for my sweater. The one that isn't real heavy; that is great for the beach. Have you seen it?" She shakes her head and I groan. "This is a disaster." I grab a different sweater and throw it on my bed.

"Come on. The rest are waiting."

"I'll be down in a minute." I say, grabbing for my bag and stuffing everything I need into it.

Harry's POV

I don't see why the boys and I have to come to this nowhere place and be like normal people. "It's all your fault, Harry." Louis sasses from the seat behind me.

"Well, if people would stop calling me gay then maybe we wouldn't be in this damn situation!" I yell back, looking out the window.

"Mate, calm down." Liam says from beside me.

"You don't have people calling you gay, Liam, so you have no right to talk." I sass, looking from the window to him and then back.

"I'm only trying to help! Maybe this is why management wants us to be like normal people!" He says trying to contain his composure, but failing badly.

I roll my eyes, Simon pipes up from the drivers seat, "It wasn't management that asked for you guys to do this. It was me, and I can see why they agreed to it."

"Thanks, Simon, really." I sarcastically say as we get to our new house. I look around, "So why here?" I ask, kicking a rock.

"I had a survey done here and no one knew who you were. So here is your home for the next three months. I'm doing this for your all's well being. If you happen to find girls, please make sure you don't lead them on." I roll my eyes, "Go out and get to know the area, including the amazing beach just a few meters away."

"Bye Simon!" The other boys say as I walk up the stairs to the house.

"Remember you all are here with new phones and new twitter and everything. You boys are now normal."

"Yeah, because One Direction are totally normal." I say, opening the front door.

"Harry!" I hear an Irish accent say.

"What, Niall?" I snap, turning to face him.

"We're going to the beach, would you like to join us?" he asks, looking back at the rest of them.

"No, I wouldn't like to join you. But I have to." I say, walking up the stairs in the house and up to a bedroom with a single bed in it. I set my suitcase down and go through it and find my swimming trunks.

"Oh, nuh uh. You do NOT get this single room!" Louis shrieks, placing his hands on his hips.

"Well, I got up here first. So first come first serve." I say pushing him into the hallway and slamming my door. I walk back to my suitcase and put on my swimming trunks and walk out of my room. Into a very mad Liam, might I add. "Yes?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing, Harry. Just start walking." He orders, stepping out of the way. I roll my eyes, again, and walk down the stairs and out the door.

I hear from down the street "Come on, Washington! Get your butt into gear!" I roll my eyes and step on the side walk.

"Who's moving in?" I hear another girl ask.

"I dunno." I look up at the group of girls. My eyes scan them all and stop at a brunette. I gulp and look at the way the summer wind was blowing her hair. "I'm going to go see if...... if they need any help. Yeah, that sounds good." I look back at the ground. "Excuse me, sir?" she says as I notice her TOMs.

Bad ending. Bad using lyrics for a fanfic. Idek. Yay! update!!