~~"Harry, where are we going?" Clare asked, staggering behind him.
"Just wait!" Harry laughed, helping Clare over a brick wall.
Clare giggled. "I feel like a rebel!"
"Oh yea! Clarity is a rebel!" Harry yelled into the air.
Clare stopped. Did he just call me Clarity? She hated when people did that, but with Harry...she didn't mind. If fact, she liked it.
Clare followed Harry through a large brush, and they stumbled along a path until they got to a large gate.
"How are we supposed to get in?" Clare asked, staring up at the 50-feet high gate.
"This way.." Harry motioned Clare over to the wall surrounding the gate. "Here.." Harry said, cupping his hands together.
"No way!" Clare shook her head. She was afraid of heights.
"C'mon! I thought you were a rebel?" Harry taunted.
Clare gawked at him, but finally gave in. She put her foot on his hand, and Harry heaved her up. She held on the brick, and used her upper body strength to climb onto the top. Then she helped pull Harry up.
"Wow..." Clare said, looking at the view in front of her. "It's beautiful!"
"Yea...it is..." Harry said, but he wasn't looking at the view.
"What is it?" Clare asked.
"It's an old, abandoned amusement park! Cool, huh?" Harry smiled.
Clare jumped down onto the ground and started looking around. There was a giant Ferris wheel in the very middle of the park, with a bunch of booths and games surrounding it.
"This is amazing!" Clare cooed. She was so happy. She didn't have to worry about anything else right now. She could be nothing but herself...and herself was actually a very cool person.
Suddenly, all the lights flickered on. Clare whipped around to see Harry push the lever to turn on all the lights.
"Oh my...." Clare was stunned at how beautiful everything was. She had only ever once been to a fair, and that was when she was little. When she was a nobody.
Harry grabbed her hand, and led her closer to the Ferris wheel. He unlatched a chair and climbed in. "C'mon!" he smiled.
"But how will we get off?" Clare asked worriedly. She was afraid of heights.
"It stops automatically after a couple spins." Harry said, nonchalantly.
Clare hesitated but climbed in. The wheel started to turn. before they knew it, they were near the top. Clare shrieked, holding Harry's arm.
"It's ok..." Harry looked into Clare's eyes. "I got you..."
Clare blushed again, something she'd been doing a lot with Harry. She could just be herself with him.
"I love this place!" Harry smiled, looking at the stars.
"I take it you've been here before?" Clare said, following his gaze.
Harry looked down. "Yea...with Lily."
"We went here on our first date...before it closed down." Harry paused. "I'm thinking about proposing to her here..."
Something hit Clare hard in the stomach. What was it she was feeling? She felt sad, but not only for herself, but for Harry. He has no idea Lily doesn't want him anymore. Why was she feeling sorry for him? She didn't feel these things she was feeling! It was almost as if she liked Harry...no. It wasn't possible. Clare couldn't like someone. She just couldn't! It wasn't how she worked. Clare tried to push those feelings away, but staring at Harry, she realized she just couldn't. She liked him, even if it pained to think that. This must be like... she thought.
Suddenly, Clare started to cry. Tears streamed down her face. She never cried. She vowed a long time ago never to cry again.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around her.
"I've been so horrible...to everyone!" Clare cried. "I'm such a mean person! I treat everybody like crap!"
"I don't think you're mean!" Harry protested.
"That's because you don't know me!" Clare yelled. "Ever since I was bullied, I promised myself I would never let people push me around! Then I became a monster!" Clare sobbed. "I feel terrible!"
"See, you feel terrible!" Harry said. "That means you have feelings...just like everyone else! That means you are not a monster!"
Clare looked at him. "Really?"
Harry nodded, and pushed a strand of hair away from Clare's face. "And I think you are an amazing person..."
Clare smiled. Suddenly, Harry leaned in, and kissed Clare. Usually, Clare would be happy. That her mission was complete. She fooled the boy...but now, she felt wrong. Like this wasn't right. Another feeling she rarely had.
She pulled away. "Harry...this doesn't feel right. This is where you are going to propose to Lily..."
Harry looked at her and sighed. "Maybe I don't want to propose anymore."
Clare understood what he meant. When he kissed her, it wasn't like yesterday in the car. It was a real kiss. Clare felt butterflies in her stomach. She felt sparks fly. Out of all the boys she kissed, she had never felt that before. But nevertheless, she was confused on her feelings. If she wanted him so bad, why was she pulling away.
Clare looked at Harry. Innocent, clueless Harry. She suddenly felt she was going to tell him. Tell him about everything.
"Harry-" Clare started.
"I think I'm going to break up with Lily tomorrow." Harry said, smiling at Clare.
It worked. Lily would be happy. Why wasn't Clare? She heard that line a million times, "I'm breaking up with her tomorrow," but Clare was ecstatic because that would have to mean she would have to dump Harry, and go back to her mean self. She didn't want that. Honestly, she never meant to fall for Harry, but she did. And now she's in a deep, deep mess of emotions.
Finally, the Ferris wheel stopped, and Clare climbed off. "I have to go..." she said, and turned away and ran.
"Clarity! Wait!" Harry called, but Clare didn't stop.