Chapter 8: Packing

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Why did you have to take my idea? That's how I imagine Clare.(picture on the side). She has a little swag, (: ~Clare xx

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Clare's POV

When we got back home, I rushed straight to my bedroom and grabbed a suitcase. I threw in everything I could find. Just as I was going through my clothes, Louis came barging in the room.

"What are you doing here Louis? I thought you didn't know where our house was!" I yelled as I stood up and made my way to the shoe drawer. "Well, I asked Perrie for directions! I'm here to help you pack, by the way."

I sighed and told him to get started. About 10 minutes later, I heard a chuckle come from the other side of the room. "What is it Louis?"

"I FOUND THESE." He shrieked while throwing a pair of pink, lacey pair of underwear and a bra my way. "Wow, way to be mature Louis." I said as I zipped up my suitcase.

"Where do you get those things anyways?" he asked. "WHY DOES IT MATTER, LOUIS?" I screamed.

"Someone is on their period." he mumbled just loud enough for me to hear. "Excuse me?" I glared at him.

"Oh nothing. I didn't say anything." He said quickly.

"Just leave." I had had enough. What gives him the right to just look through all of my undergarments and then have the nerve to say something like that.

"What? Clare, listen I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it, I just-" I cut him off before he could go farther into details. "Leave." I repeated. Louis sighed and walked out of the door.

Before I knew it, it was midnight and I hadn't come out of my room yet. I hadn't eaten anything, which I was used to at this point. It brought back so many memories of my past.

After a long time of just sitting there I decided to turn on music. I like to listen to music to drown out my feelings. I looked through my iPhone and chose a perfect playlist. It was entitled 'Slow, Beautiful, Calming'.

I pressed shuffle and the first song that came on was Firefly by Ed Sheeran. Before I knew it, I was out like a light.

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"Clare. Wakey, wakey. I turned on the shower and set some breakfast out for you. You better eat it." I groaned and slapped whoever was trying to get me out of bed. "Hey! That's no way to treat a preschool buddy, now is it?" I instantly knew it was Faith. We've always called each other preschool buddies because we go way back.

Finally, I got out of bed. Since the shower was running, I put on some music and got in. The steaming water ran over my body, instantly making me feel safe and relaxed.

As I hummed along to the music, I massaged the shampoo into my scalp. After washing off my body, I turned off the water and grabbed a towel.

I tightened my grip on the towel that was now wrapped around my body as I looked through my clothes. I ended up choosing a black singlet with a cross on the front and a lace up back. My pants were white skinny jeans. The shoes were black ankle booties with studs on the sides.

It took me a while to pick out my jewelry but I finally found what I wanted. I paired my outfit with nice black earrings. My long, waist length hair had a waterfall braid around the back with curls cascading down my back. For makeup, I went with a nice smokey eye that complimented my brown eyes.

After about 30 minutes, I headed downstairs and we left for the airport. Here we go.

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Im proud of this chapter. Idk. ~ Clare

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