How does a heart beat?

Claire gets stood up on valentines day, stupid logan.
She finds herself walking out of the door of the restaurant when she bumps into a rather intriguing person.
He calls himself Harry, and he's figured out that claire has been stood up.
He invites her to a near by bar but end up at the park gazing at the moon, relentlessly Harry reaches over to her and asks her if she remembers him.
Claire as dazed as ever,looks over at him in confusion.
How could she remember harry? and why was he so eager for her to remember?
....remember what?


2. "Why was I supposed to remember Harry? "

Next Morning:

As I woke up, the scenes of last night began to creep through my mind.

Harry..Who was this Harry?

I laid with my elbows perched back.

They were hoisting me from falling down.

I sighed and hanged my head down.

I then sat on my butt, pushed my hair back with my left hand and pushed my knees to my chest.

Hugging myself in confusion.

Why was I supposed to remember Harry? 

I admit. He did seem a bit familiar but nothing I would have worried about, if he hadn't brought it up.

Now he had me pulling my hair in understanding.

"Claire..Do you really not remember me?"

He asked me that with such a pain in his eyes, and hope.

As if I said yes, the sky would come crumbling down and he'd look at me as a goddess.

But that wasn't the case..I DIDNT remember him.

I kicked my feet over my bed with frustration and stuck them in my slippers as I got up.

I then reached over to my bed stand and grabbed a hair band, putting my hair in a big messy bun.

I walked over to my window with both my hands back, grabbing my waist.

I looked down onto the sidewalk and saw a dog walking around.

Nothing interesting.

With a sigh I walked down to my drawers, with my hands still at my waist.

Once I got there I looked at it.

Looking at the wooden furniture, hoping it would slide open and change me itself.

I sighed for the billionth time and put one hand on my head.

The other still at my back.

I finally reached both hands over to the drawer and opened it.

Jeans were sprawled in it.

Carelessly I reached in and pulled out a random pair.

Ripped Blue Jeans...egh.

I threw them on my bed.

I then smoothed my hands down the next drawer and pulled it open.


I looked around until I saw a nice The Ramones shirt.

I took it and same as the jeans threw it on my bed.

I turned around facing my bed and just stared at my drawer.

I frustrated myself and went to the closet to grab my black converse, I walked over slouching and put them against my bed.

I paused and pulled myself together.

Why was this harry guy having me in nerves? I barely knew him! He was just a silly boy.

Finally realizing i shouldn't care i walked over to my bathroom.

I stood in front of my sink and looked into the mirror, I had bags under my eyes, i looked way to tired then I should be.

Then again that night I hadn't slept.

I reached over for my tooth brush, toothpaste and brushed my teeth.

I washed my face, brushed my hair and put black eyeliner, and black mascara.

Going a bit "natural" today.

After finally looking decent enough for myself I walked over to bed and changed slowly, the sun was slowly rising.

Once I finally changed I looked over to my clock.

It read 6:20AM

20 more minutes before i had to leave.

I made my bed, put everything in order, grabbed my backpack, grabbed my phone, my iPod, and my drawing pad.

I made my way out of my room, closing the door behind me.

I trotted down my stairs making my way to the kitchen, first putting my stuff down by the living room.

As I walked in I spotted my mom making breakfast and my dad reading a newspaper drinking coffee,

This was like was normal for them to be up this early, even if they didn't have work that day.

"Hi honey! you came home late last night, i didn't get to ask you" said my mother turning around to put the pancakes on a plate, "how was your date?"

My dad then put down his newspaper and looked at my,sipping his coffee.

" was fine." i stated

I reached over to the middle of the counter and took an apple, tossing it up in the air and catching it.

Trying not to think about last night.

"Nonsense! Tell us everything!" Said my mom with big eyes.

"Honey.." said my dad slowly, "if she said it was fine its fine.."

He then looked at me with sympathy. My dad could always read through me, he probably already figured out i had been stood up with just looking at me.

I managed a smile, "thanks dad" i said reaching over and kissing his cheek

I then walked over to my moms side and kissed her cheek too. She sighed..she was still wondering how it went.

Oh mother..

"i have to get going, ill see you later! love you guys!" i said walking away, making my way out of the kitchen.

"but honey i made breakfast!" my mother shouted from the kitchen

"Im not hungry mom, thanks though! I have an apple just in case!" i shouted back

"are you sure?" she said walking into the living room rubbing her hands together.

She had her apron on, with powder all over her clothes.

"Yes Mama, but thank you" i said smiling

My dad then walked in, hugging my mom by the waist with one hand.

"Are you practicing lacrosse today?" he asked me

"Oh yea!" i said running up the stair once more to get my lacrosse stick, i reached my room and pushing the door open, looking at my lifeless room again.

I walked over by my bed side and grabbed it, walking out..closing the door behind me.

"thanks for reminding me dad!" I said running down the stairs.

"no problem" he said as I walked into the living room

"well I must get going" I said grabbing my things

I walked over to my mother and father again kissing their cheeks once more.

I went over to the basket near the table grabbing my car keys.

I walked over to the door, looked back at my dad and mom looking at me as i left and smiled at them

"See you later guys!" 

"Take care honey, drive safe!" said my mother smiling

"Remember! Practice makes perfect!" said my father, always ranting on about lacrosse.

"yea yea dad, love you to mom..BYE" and i closed the door behind me

jogging down the driveway to my car, a Subaru Legacy 2010

May not be the best but i loved it.

I opened the door and propped in, putting my stuff in the back.

I started the car and slowly backed out..not trying to think of harry..or stupid logan.

I made my way out of the drive way and drived off..on my way to school.






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