Stay High (Harry Styles Fanfic, possibly british 2)

Lana del cray ( baked beans )

•Ella's pov•

Today is Wednesday, and I haven't been shopping since I moved here, so I decided that's something I need to do today.

I grabbed my things and headed for my car. On the way downstairs from my apartment there was a woman and her little girl. The lady was taking her daughter to Disneyland for the week, if I heard correctly. I remembered going to Disney world as a child and loving it so much. It's actually the reason I wanted to move to florida in the first place. I wanted to rent an apartment there and work part time at Disney while I got my degree in music at florida state.

Those were the days, simple yet lovely. I miss being kind and happy, it gets old having to be angry and keep up a bad girl appearance. Before I dropped out, at florida state, all of the frat house boys would 'secretly' bang me because i had that image. The image of someone who is good In bed I mean.

If I could take back every time I f-cked every single person I did, I sure as h-ll would. I literally got over my depression my first year of college, I only did everything I did to keep myself occupied.

I screwed myself over. All I really have been worrying about lately is finding someone who is willing to look past how much I f-cked up and the fact that I had sex with every eligible male in the state of florida.

As I walked through the store these thoughts flooded my mind. Will anyone in their right mind love me contrary to all I've done?

My thoughts were broken when I ran into a shelf of baked beans. Gosh I'm such a screw up.

"Oh my goodness ma'am are you okay?" a boy about my age ran up to me and helped me off the floor

"Yeah I am now. I was just lost in thought, thank you for helping me up." I thanked him in an attempt to make him leave. He wasn't a pedophile or anything, but I don't feel like having the 'wanna talk about it' thrown at me. I just wanted to buy some things and get back to my apartment so I can sleep before I have to go to work.

"Your welcome." the boy said brushing off his pants. he looked up at me and his eyes stopped when they met mine. "uh my name is kayce." he stuttered holding his hand out for me to shake.

That's one thing I hate about being an adult. Like no I don't want to touch your hand, much less grab it and shake it up and down. I don't even want to talk to you.

"Hi kayce." I smiled "I'm Ella"

"Your not from around here are you, your accent is different. Your from down south I'm guessing." the smile on his face was almost contagious, I found myself forcing my lips into a straight line

"Yep, mississippi. I moved here about a week ago. I have a job at the club downtown."

"Oh mackenfargles club! he's my uncle. will you be there tonight?" he sounded almost excited

"Yes I work the 6 till 3 shift at the downstairs bar,bI just started last night. Can't say I'm too excited about work it's supposed to be lap dance night." I chuckled. Wait, why did I tell him that?

Kayce laughed with me and warned me about some of what can happen. I actually hope he may show up to the bar one night. He seemed nice enough, I don't know.

Once back at my apartment I unpacked my groceries. There's just enough time left for me to take a quick shower before I head to the club.

Tonight I really need to talk to Arisa about finding a counselor or something. I haven't smoked weed all day, I've been trying to keep my mind off of it.

I also bought some air freshener for my car while I was at the store earlier.

As quickly as I could, i showered and hurried to get dressed. I also decided to take Arisas advice and wear more clothing tonight.