Fighting For Arizona Franta

Chapter 7

Arizona's P.O.V

"I love you too, I guess uncle Connor." I said. I hung up. I don't understand why I don't remember. I didn't even remember I had an uncle Connor!

"Arizona unlock this door now!" I heard my moms voice in the room.

"How did you get in my room?" I asked.

"I have an extra key, now open up." She said getting angry again. She can't know I was talking to them. I hid her phone in my pants. I unlocked the door and walked out. She was really angry.

"Arizona I am furious!" She yelled, and recoiled.

"You said you didn't want me! Did you expect me not to be angry!" I yelled back.

"Don't you yell at me!"

"You know what else makes me angry, when you hide stuff!"

"Arizona how many times do I have to tell you-"

"I maybe young, but I'm not stupid." I said walking out the room. She was still yelling, but I kept walking down the stairs. I threw her phone on the couch. I got a piece of paper and wrote down what uncle Connor told me:

Monday (tomorrow): Ricky
Tuesday: Trevor
Wednesday: Kian
Thursday: Jc
Friday: Sam

I folded up the paper and shoved it in my pocket when I heard her stomping downstairs.

"Young lady." She taking a deep breath.

"I do not like your attitude at all. You do not just walk off like that when I am talking to you. And for the last time I am not hiding anything from you. So get that idea out of your head." She shouted.

"Never again, do I make myself clear?" She said closing her eyes and fisting her hand.

"Clear as mud."

"Go to your room." She said rubbing her temple. I turned around and jogged to my room, usually I'd be upset, but I knew more than she thinks.

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Jc's P.O.V

"Guys! I set something up with Arizona! What are you guys doing?" He said barging into to the room.

"Cuddling." Sam responded.

"Okay? Anyways I told Arizona she could have like this little private meeting with each of the guys. Tomorrow is Ricky."

"Tomorrow? I have no idea where Ricky is, but I think I may still have his number." I said.

"No need. I know where he is. I can get him here tomorrow." Connor said.

"How?" I asked. This should be interesting.

"You don't wanna know." He chuckled.

"Okay. So I'll see you both tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Around 5." He said turning around and walking out.

"I knew it." I yelled after him. He just shook his head laughing. I heard the door close downstairs.

"So. We have enough money to fly there, for both of us in the o2l bank account. And since Connor is in on board, we'd probably have to use it for his ticket. You know cause it's for o2l not just us." I said.

"But what about everyone else?"

"We'll see if they even wanna be involved." I sighed. I haven't been on twitter in a while. I grabbed my phone of the desk and clicked the twitter app. My timeline was blown up with tweets on the line of 'where is Jc' or 'I miss Jc he needs to come back' or 'Jc hates us'. I hurts that they think that I hate them, cause I feel anything but hate for them. I love them. And I have to let them know. But first I wanna see something. I looked up Arizona Franta. I saw her profile and clicked on it. Her profile picture was of her smiling. So that's what she looks like! Her most recent tweet was 'Just got done a photoshoot with Sebastian 🔥👅💦❤️💋'. Whose Sebastian?

"Whose Sebastian?" Sam asked reading my mind. I shrugged my shoulders. I clicked on the most recent photo.

"What?!" Sam yelled startling me. He grabbed the phone from my hands.

"Look what she's wearing!!" He ranted.

"Those are like 15 inch heels!"

"Not really-".

"And that crop top is way too short and tight."

"A little-"

"And the skirt! Way too short!"

"Yeah-"

"The whole the outfit is inappropriate."

"Aww she's-"

"That boy needs to remove his hands. You know what, a girl shouldn't even be modeling with a boy!"

"But-"

"I don't like this." He said huffing.

"Can I say something!" I yelled/laughed.

"Sorry."

"I think the outfit is inappropriate for a 9 year old. And all models model with a boy at least once. Maybe if they were doing something different."

"Yeah, like standing 10 feet away from each other." He pouted.

"She's growing up." I sighed.

"I don't like it." He answered.

"Me neither." I said laying my head on his chest. I got a strand of his hair and played with it in between my fingers. I wonder why she doesn't remember? Bre had to have done something.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked me.

"How could she not remember us? It just makes no sense." I said.

"I don't know. But we'll find out." He said rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I sighed in frustration. I just don't understand.

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