Everything I didn't say.

Life is a rainstorm.

Clara, 

It was mid september when I saw you again. The leaves were just beginning to change colors and the chill of autumn was fast on it's way. I still think of you every time the autumn leaves change and how it was your favorite. That day was September 17th, 2 am and being the insomniac I am there was never any hopes of sleep so I put my creative mind to good use. Only it just so happened that hunger began to gnaw at my stomach and my freezer was void of all ice-cream sandwiches forcing me into a middle of the night run to the store. It was mainly empty and almost eerily quiet as I made my way to the ice-cream freezer but I didn't mind. On a mission I only stopped when I heard you softly mumbling the way you do when you get frustrated. 

"Grr... putting my favorite cookies out of my reach.. stupid store."

You were standing there feet on the bottom shelf trying desperately but failing to reach the cookies pushed out of your reach on the top shelf. You were wearing a grey dress that resembled a t-shirt with black leggings, a cardigan that fell just short of your knees and black combat boots; cheeks slightly red from the exertion. This was my chance, the one that may never come again. Walking over I reached up plucking up a package of the cookie off the shelf but you didn't notice. Not until I cleared my throat causing you to jump back from the shelf hands instantly busy pointlessly trying to smooth out your dress. Eyes the bluest of all blues now staring up at me made it hard to breath. You were like a rainstorm. I held out the cookies and you took them with a smile.  

"Clara Winters." You announced. "I thought that any boy willing to save me from the inevitable fall that would have happen had I climbed the shelves like I planned deserves to at least know the name of the girl," 

"Flynn," I couldn't help but smile along with you. "It's nice to meet you." 

"You too Flynn." 

I bit my lip, hating myself for not knowing what to say, for being so shy and awkward. I should have told you how beautiful I thought your name was or how I liked the way you said my name. I always have even though I never told you, no one else can say it quite the same as you. 

"Before you ask, no I haven't been in town long. Just a month." You filled the silence with the question I would have asked had I been able to come up with it. 

"Okay.. so how long are you planning on stay here?" I asked.

"At least until the snowfall." You smiled but for the first time I noticed the slight redness of your eyes. 

I wanted to ask why all the signs of crying vaguely remained on your face but I didn't want to remind you of the thing that made you sad when your smile was so beautiful. 

"You like the snow? We get plenty of it." I chuckled lightly. 

"Yeah, I've only ever seen it once, so the more the better," You beamed as silence fell again. "If you'll excuse me now I really should be going. It was nice to meet you though. Thank you for now allowing the cookie isle to be the death of me. 

"No problem" I smiled as I watched you walk away. 

"umm sorry not to bother you again but do you know where the Dvd section is here?" 

"Yeah, I could walk you there if you'd like?" 

"Okay, sure that'd be great." You nodded as you walked next to me. "Thanks." 

You instantly began digging into the dvds as if searching one in particular a look of pure joy lighting your face when you found it. 

"Come along Pond," It was your adorable attempts at sounding like The Doctor. "Amelia Pond, like a name in a fairytale. Have you ever seen Doctor Who Adam?"

I shook my head. "Nope never had time." 

"You've got to be kidding me, this is one of the greatest shows ever... especially with Matt Smith as the Doctor. You really need to see it. The sooner the better." You shook your head. "Maybe I'll see you around" 

And see me again you did. As you were walking down the street in the pouring rain getting soaked to the bone, I noticed you. Though you always were impossible to miss, even in the middle of a hurricane. I pulled up stopping my car next to sidewalk next to you and rolled my window down. 

"Clara Winters, cookie girl is that you?" 

You smiled as a chilly breeze carried cold raindrops to smack me in the face. 

"Ahh the only other person in the store at 2 am! Come to ask me if you could borrow my Doctor Who so you can find out what you've been missing out on?" 

"ha no actually, I noticed you walking in the rain and thought since you might be cold that I should offer you a ride?"   

"You're not  a psychopath or anything right?" You raised any eyebrow. 

"haha no.. not at all... I have people who can vouch for that fact too." 

"Alright just this once since you aren't technically a stranger anyhow and I do like the rain but it's awfully cold day." You're nose crinkled adorably as you hopped into the passenger seat. 

Even with your hair wet and tangled, and your clothes sticking to you there was something about you that I never could find in another person. I wrapped my jacket around your shoulders; your skin ice cold as I turned the heat up. I think you still have that jacket because I never was able to find it after you were gone, I hope it still keeps you warm since you never could get around to buying a coat of your own. 

"I know this is only the second time we've met but do you want to be friends?" You asked before I could start driving again. 

"Umm yeah sure alright... as long as you love pizza as much as I do," 

"Absolutely. Good. Because I have tickets to a concert in Minneapolis, my mom was supposed to come with me but she can't and even though I'm old enough to make my own decision she may never talk to me again if I went alone or with someone who wasn't a friend and honestly your the only person I know in the whole of Minnesota."

You glanced at me expectantly always with a spark of adventure gleaming within your blue eyes. Rain thrummed on the window being carried by a harsh breeze and the engine of my car purred. It was the kind of statement I could never have imagined making to you during our second meeting. 

"Of course if that's too weird, you can drive me home and always think of me as the odd girl who would have fallen off a shelve just to get cookies." 

"Hmm.. well you're not a psychopath are you?" 

You laughed in the way that sends butterflies into my stomach. For some reason I couldn't say no to a concert that ended up being one of my favorite artist and the girl that became my favorite of all. Two meetings and you had already formed a friendship between us as if you had known from the start that we'd be better together. You had always known the way to get the shy daydreamy Minnesota boy that is myself to talk to you. I'd feel enchanted to meet you. Wonderstruck the night of the concert, the first time we'd spend together with many more to come. The time before I knew almost everything there was to know about the incredible Clara Amelia Winters and how much I'd soon fall in love with everything about her more than words could ever describe. Remember, the city lights will always lead you home. 

- The boy who loved you most. 

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