Day 3. Flying Hill, South Carolina
I was lonely. Very lonely. I thought of Arizona. Alot. I mostly sat at home and watched television. Yeah, I went from being super famous and too busy to probably being the most boring person ever. I cooked myself food. I tried to go for walks on the beach, but I was attacked by screaming girls. I was really surprised and kind of scared. That hadn't happened to me since I got here. I sneaked back to my house hoping they didn't see me.
Somebody must've seen me and posted a picture, because I was really unnoticed in the town. it wasn't alot of screaming girls. I just signed their things and took their selfies. Hopefully that's all I'll have to do for while.
I decided I was going to go to Arizona's house after I went to the mall. I needed to buy groceries and some new clothes. I changed into some ripped jeans and a beanie. I was wearing one of Louis' shirts. I smiled at this thought.
I grabbed my keys and hopped in my car. Taking the quiet neighborhood roads and enjoying the amount of beauty that this town contained. Perfect shade of green in all the lawns. Pretty, non-chipped paint on the houses. One of those neighborhoods where everything looks exactly the same. Like in the movies.
It took me a good 15 minutes to find a parking spot. I thought nobody would be here because it was a Monday and people had school. I thought wrong. I was mobbed by girls when I walked in.
I signed their things and took their selfies. "I would love to shop in peace." Most girls smiled at me and walked off. Some didn't.
"Can you NOT irritate me? Is it NOT getting into your brain that I do NOT want to have people by me ALL the time?!" I yelled at them. They quickly ran off. They didn't even give me a smile before they left.
I smiled, proud. I walked into American Eagle. I walked to the wall and looked at everything folded on the walls.
"Need any help?" asked a boy with blonde curls.
"No thank you. Just looking." I smiled at him. He mirrored me, showing braces.
I found a tee shirt with a black feather on it. I got some pre-ripped jeans. I finally found where they keep their beanies and I invaded them. I bought a navy one, a white one, a black one, a grey one, and a dark purple one. I really like beanies,
I walked up to the register and set all my things on the counter. A young woman with dark curls walked up to the counter.
"Find everything okay?"
"Yeah thanks." I replied.
She scanned the items and dropped them in a paper bag. "That will be $51.77." I noticed she had a lisp.
I handed her the money and grabbed my bags.
"Have a good day." I said to her before she could say it to me.
"And you too!" she called out as I left the store.
I walked around a bit until I got bored. Alot of girls noticed me and started taking pictures.
"Ladies, I really want to shop without paparazzi." I said. I walked out the mall.
I walked to my car. It was really sunny that day. Amazing really. I got in my black car and stuck the key in the engine. After turning up the air conditioner and turning up the radio, I put it in drive and pulled out.
I drove down the quiet, simple streets. Then I got downtown. Lots of traffic. It came to a halt, and I looked at the stereo. It was 12:16. No wonder.
I drove further into town and then it got scary. Broke down buildings and police sirens. I saw some hobos and I tried to avoid eye contact. I always felt so uncomfortable around them.

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Fanfic"My name is Harry Edward Styles. I met Arizona awhile ago, but I didn't know she'd be the reason I cry at night." - - Harry and Arizona met and they clicked right away. They stayed in that town for awhile before Harry got tired of being mobbed by fa...