Remember Me?

Hi, my names Claire. Let me tell you about myself;
I hate rabbits. Rabbits suck. Rabbits are scary and have NO PURPOSE.
Im a cat person. I love cats.
And also im best friends with Harry Styles, we have been neighbors since I we were 5 and he just came back from that tour for that album that I forget the name of...
My brother just moved to America. I dont really miss him...
Im 18 years old, I have waist-long brown hair, big brown eyes, a nice tan, and a crooked smile.
I cant wait to for whats to come now that Harry and the other 6...Is it 6? Oh- Oh 4, yeah, yeah. Now that Harry and the other 4 boys I never met are back, I know its going to be a interesting time.


7. Dream.


Me and Eleanor were crying our eyes out- Our whimpers turned into loud crys. It wasn't us crying. It was a baby, but I didn't see it, there was more than one child crying, there was a lot. I need to help the baby's, where are they? There was a lot. Eleanor just kept crying, where were the boys? Where was Dani? Why was Eleanor crying? "Eleanor...What is going on?" I sit down in the grass next to her, suddenly, we are not in the grass anymore- We were on a building, I heard something I recognized, the fans screaming. There were a lot of screams. Eleanor just kept sobbing- And then there was the babies crying. The building was really high up, and the screams were coming from somewhere- but where? All the crying and screams died down. Eleanor disappeared and I was suddenly out in a field, I heard laughing beside me; it was Harry. "Harry? What is going on?" "Claire- Claire- You have to wake up; the movie is over."       

 I snap my eyes open and I'm back in the cinema with the boys. "I was- I was dreaming." I stammer. "Yeah, I know. It's time to go home, Louis is going to drive you home, love." Harry says, Louis helps me up and leads me to Harry's car, I say good bye to the other boys, they were going to see another film.   I sit in the passenger seat and finally wake myself up. "Lou, I have to tell you about me dream." I say, his eyes are still on the road, "Yes?" I explained my dream to him, telling every detail. "Hmm, I don't really think dreams mean things except your mind is board. Maybe talk to Zayn about it, he is good with that kind of stuff." He says, turning to me and smiling. "You turn right here." I tell him, he pulls into my driveway and rush inside; it's 8:45 and I gather the family for the Skype chat with Jack.

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