Complicated Love- Book 3

This is the second book to my point of view.


1. Complicated Love 3- Chapter 1

Chapter 1- second First Day of School

        I got out of bed and started getting dressed as I thought about what went on yesterday. If that really happened then why did I wake up feeling like it hadn’t? I figured I was just losing my mind and left. I remembered that we were all supposed to meet at Harry’s house so I got up and took a really long time to completely wake up and get ready. I made myself a nice big breakfast of frozen waffles just like I had the day before when I was at Harry’s mansion. I ate breakfast and then called Hanaa. “Hey Hanaa, can I grab a ride with you to Harry’s? I don’t really know the way and you’ve been able to drive there.” “Ummm Claire we have school. I just texted you to make sure we weren’t late. Who are you talking about?” I couldn’t believe this. Was it all really fake? Did I have a dream? I ignored her because I knew today was Monday. I knew that for a fact. I was going to go to Harry’s house and…and he would tell me it was real. Everything was okay. I was trying to convince myself that it was and that everything I had felt was real. It was and I was going to prove it. I marched out the door before my dad could say anything. I heard him say, “Don’t forget to lock the door!” and I stormed out. I don’t care what I had to do; I am going to find a way to get to where I’m going. As soon as I had gotten out of my driveway I took out my phone and called him. I must’ve woke him up because I recognized his morning voice. “Hello? This is Harry speaking. Who is this?” “This is Claire. Don’t you know who I am?” He paused for a second, “I’ve heard your name and your voice before but…n-no. I don’t think I know who you are. Should I?” again I didn’t believe what I was hearing. I wanted to tell him everything that had happened. About how we fell in love. We were best friends. I wanted to tell him how perfect his kisses were, how amazing he was. I wanted to tell him that we had powers. I could read minds and he could see into the future. As I thought about what I was going to say, I realized how ridiculous I sounded. I should’ve said, “I need to talk to you.” But I didn’t have the courage to say it and said, “I’ll see you at school. I wouldn’t freak you out too much if I talked to you would I?”I heard him laugh a little and he said, “No. Is it alright if I save your number?” “Sure. I’ll see you at school.” I smiled to myself as I realized have had enough confidence to even finish the conversation. There was hope for me yet. I just wish there was hope for us. Was there? Was I imagining it all? I really don’t know what’s happening. I met Hanaa outside and we talked about what the boys would look like. I make guesses but messed up some details just so she wouldn’t think I was too crazy when we saw them for the first time today. When we got into the school I ran straight to my locker and emptied out my books. I thought I saw Harry in the hall; but if this day was going how the first day of school was then he wouldn’t be here until after the first bell rang and all 5 would walk into advisory a little bit late. I walked into advisory and ran into Hanaa. She knows how clumsy I am and she knows I would never run into her. She could tell I was distracted so as soon as we sat down she said, “Claire are you okay? You aren’t still thinking about this Harry person are you?” I couldn’t say anything because I was silently breaking inside as I knew he had no idea who I was. None at all. I looked at the clock and it was like magic. I remembered exactly what time Harry walked in and counted in my head. I whispered out loud, “On the count of 3 Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn are going to walk through that door.” I turned to Hanaa and told her to count with me. I looked at her. She looked surprised and I think she almost believed me, like she was remembering this happening or something. So I counted, “!...2…3…” I closed my eyes and they came in. exactly how I remembered them. Harry had curly hair and a plain white t-shirt on. Louis had a pair of TOMS and his tight jeans were rolled up at the end. Liam had on a pair of boots and jeans with a sweatshirt on. Niall had a red polo shirt and a pair of khakis and Zayn had jeans on with his classic varsity jacket with a big letter M on the front. We got in a circle after they walked in and went around the room with our names. I didn’t pay attention until it got to them. They were just as beautiful as the first time this happened. Every time I turned around I noticed Harry staring at me. Louis was staring at Hanaa and Niall was staring at Ashley. I looked up and smiled when I turned back around. Hanaa gave me that same look in her eye that said, “Are you interested? He is pretty cute, but the one next to him is definitely mine.” I thought about it. I was about to whisper to her, “I’m already his and he’s already mine. He doesn’t remember anything and it’s a really long story I’ll explain to you at some point.” Instead I laughed and said, “He doesn’t like me. I don’t even know him yet!” I told Harry I was going to talk to him at some point today and I hope he was expecting it. I decided to just keep what has happened, or what I think has happened between us, to myself and just be friends with him. If we were meant to be together our fate would find a way to make that happen. I believed in good things for the first time in my life and Harry had shown me that they do exist. Even if I wasn’t dating him, I am determined to at least be a good friend to him and his band.

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