"Friends"

Chapter 1

Claire

I took a glimpse through the dainty window where birds danced in harmony. I rested my pale hands against the sill. My head poked through to the outside world as I watched the winged creatures live in freedom. They flew away to another day, another adventure.

The birds captured my attention to a high extent that I had not realized I was capturing someone elses attention. My eyes converted to the figure standing in the window parallel to mine. His large, vein-lined hands entwined as his forearms sat along the window sill. His long back was arched and I could tell he was kneeling due to his height. His pink lips curled up, smiling at my adoration of the birds. Unlike his features, my face remained emotionless. I pushed myself off of my window sill and turned away. He had been watching me as I packed my bag. I finally heard his heavy foot steps leave his room and I let out a sigh.

Another day, another adventure.

I placed my brown, worn out bag onto my desk chair. My legs carried me to my queen sized bed, plopping my body down onto the soft mattress. The cool late-August air flooded my room, leaving me shivering in my floral tank top and pajama shorts. As I raised myself to close the old window, I couldn't help but admire the petite roof one foot down from the sill.

He and I would talk for hours out there. I would lay out along the panels while he sat with his legs close to his chest. Anything and everything would leave our lips. Jokes, gossip, who we crushed on were kept between us. Secrets were shared, the yellow stars holding our confessions, the moon smiled down at us. I remember the way his green irises would stare back me. Even though the world was asleep and the baby blue sky turned to black, his eyes would shine. I remember the way his pink, plump lips spoke softly and slowly, letting every syllable be heard. The wind would coat us, keeping our bare arms and legs warm.

I remember sitting and waiting for him every night, until I eventually gave up. He had plans, he had work, he had friends. I heard the loud music and the colors bouncing off his room walls. The cream colored blinds moved every so often with couples making out or boys getting too excited over a simple game of beer pong. And I saw the shadows of bodies pressed up against one another. His body pressed up against some girl he didn't know the name of. He had new friends. He had popularity. He had parties and games to attend. I had my bedroom. The four walls became my best friends. My bed sheets comforted me while tears would pour out. Music sang me to sleep. I was alone.

Arctic Monkeys sounded from my phone, awakening me from my day dream. My fathers name and face appeared on the screen. A groan left my mouth. I answered on the last ring, "Hi." My voice cracked and I cleared my throat, preparing to carry on a conversation.

"Hello, Claire. Ready for today?" My fathers voice was soothing. He lived an hour away with his new family. I guess my mother and I weren't enough for him. He wanted something new, a change in his life. Harry wanted the same.

"No," my response was flat. I honestly was not ready for senior year. I was ready for college and to finally be away from that old city, though.

His euphoric voice was too early for my liking, "Cheer up! The year will be gone before you know it."

"I hope so," I muttered under my breath. The call lasted a couple minutes, Dad having to help prepare his new children for elementary school.

The dreadful first day went by quicker than I expected. I walked into my room and fell face first onto my bed. A groan left my system when I realized I would have to go back to the horrible school once again. And again, and again.

The sun was bright and welcoming as I stepped out onto the roof beneath my window. I hadn't done this since...ever. The roof was hot under my touch, burning my skin, yet not affecting me. Below me, sun flowers and daisies blanketed the lawn. Bees buzzed and helped create honey. Rabbits hopped around, twinkling their pink noses. My lungs breathed deep, taking in the fresh air. The outdoors are something I am fond of, yet don't experience enough. The touch, smell, taste of summer will never be enough to satisfy my senses. My head lowered and came into contact with the panels that filled the petite roof. My eyes were drawn to the sky. The sun blinded my eyes, but I didn't care. White puffs swam in the ocean above me.

Foot steps convinced me to turn my head toward their direction. He climbed out of the small window, his body becoming too large for the old thing. His converse covered feet landing harshly against the roof. His strong hands covered red scratches from holding on too tight. Once he settled himself, his eyes locked mine. His mouth opened, but closed shortly after. All the while my head is turned toward his beautiful features. My fingers are connected on top of my stomach, my short legs spread out and my ankles crossed. We sit in silence, adoring the soon-to-be gone summer air. My eyes converted back to sea facing me. My eyelids close and I'm left in silence. My face took in the beaming sun, feeling the warmth pressed into my cheeks.

Moments passed until I heard shuffling. I opened my tired eyes and glanceed at him. He sat in the same position I was. His own eyes staring up, taking in the beauty of the sky. My lips formed a small smile, remembering back to the days when we would sit in silence and adore the outdoors.

"Hi," his voice startled me, not expecting any conversation happening.

My head turned slighty to his newfound presence. My eyebrows hug one another and confusion washes over my face. "Hi," a simple answer leaves my lips.

"How are you?" His question leaves me dangling.

"Fine."

"Good," a content smile played on his lips. Minutes passed. Hours passed. We sat in a comfortable nothing-ness. I almost fell asleep, but his deep voice woke me, "I'm sorry." I didn't have to open my eyes to realize he climbed back inside his room. Although his words seemed like a dream, I knew they are anythingg but.

Silence takes over me once again. I watched the sky turn from baby blue to black. I watched the city go to sleep.

{ Ahhhhhh!!!! New fanfic!!! I hope you enjoyed it! I also made a "Friends" fanfic instagram because I get really inspired by pictures and they connect to the story. So it may help to see those pictures to get a good understanding of the setting and feelings and emotions happening! Thank you times a billion for reading!! Love you all sooo very much! :) }