Having an amnesia and being lied to is hard pt.3

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" Claire.. hey Claire. You awake?"

I heard a soft voice waking me up. I opened my eyes a little and realized that it was morning. But its wierd cause I dont wanna get up. Raechel sat on my bed, patiently waiting for me to wake up. I shift from my bed and scratched my eye. I can sense that there's something wrong... or not. So I got up, Raechel greeted me goodmorning by her cheery smile.

" sorry to wake you up Claire"

" its fine. Is there something wrong?"

" nothing. I just dont wanna eat breakfast alone"

I smiled. I fixed myself and went to the kitchen. Raechel ask me to help her toast poptarts, so I did. It was funny watching the poptarts pop from the toaster cause Raechel is adding sound effects to it. She made a chocolate drink. And we ate breakfast together

" Dave will pick you up later"

" how come?"

" you two have a date in his house" she grinned" he's gonna pick you up after lunch and bring you back here after dinner"

A date? Didnt see that coming, and whats worst is after lunch. I stared at the s'mores poptart, thingking of what shall I wear later. Good thing we went shopping yesterday, in that way I can wear them today. By the way, will that be our first date? If it is, I better make a good impression

" Its gonna be your first date Claire" crap...

" meaning... we never dated before?"

" yep. The bad news is you woke up 11:00 o clock. But the good news is, I'm gonna help you."

I hugged here " aaww thanks Raechel"

She smiled " Come one, we still got one hour to prepare"

First, I took a bath. I wore my new long yellow t-shirt with a random white design on it. It is long but it takes my shape. My black skinny jeans and white skechers. Raechel did something on my hair that is... I dont know but its pretty. She add a little make up on my face. I put on the silver necklace that I found on my drawer. Last one, I sprayed some refreshing perfume.

" Claire I must admit you look awesome... because of my help!" I giggled

" Thanks Raechel, you're the best" she hugged me.

" not really" she said sarcastically. We both laughed. All of the sudden the doorbell rang. Raechel smirked at me and opened the door. I was a bit nervous cause its my first date. When Raechel opened the door I saw Dave standing at the doorway, smiling. And gawd.. he looks hot in that tight t-shirt, showing off his abs.

" wow Claire, you look awesome"

" told ya" Raechel snapped.

I blushed " thanks, you look awesome too"

He smiled " shall we go ahead?"

" sure" he took my hand.

" I'm gonna beat ya up if she came back here crying Dave!" Raechel shouted as we are leaving, we both laughed. We arrived at Dave's house. He smiled as I went out of the car.

" sorry I cant take you somewhere romantic"

I giggled " its okay Dave".

As we went in Dave's house, his phone rang " Claire could you please go ahead inside for a moment?"

I nodded my head and went inside. I watched Dave outside the window, I noticed him getting angry, back to himself then angry again. I wonder what's wrong.

He went in the house still on the phone and said " dude, she's dead. And she told me before she die that she doesnt want you to come to her grave, get over it okay? will you be okay? bye." that was kind of harsh, I went to Dave to ask who was dead

" who's dead Dave?"

" what? um.. its my friend's girlfriend, remember she got in an accident too?"

" yeah, but why doesnt she want her boyfriend to come to her grave?"

" because he did a terrible thing at her" we sat on the couch. I better stop asking questions by now. Dave took my hand " how was your day at Raechel's?

" she was a really funny and sweet person. It was really fun being with her. We went shopping yesterday and it was fun.."

" really? that's awesome."

" I know right? she's a good bestfriend"

" and how was your wound on your head?"

" its gone" I rubbed my forehead" but I can still feel the pain"

" of course you will." he leaned closer. We talked about many stuffs. He also told me about how much I hated doing homeworks back highschool. We laugh and sometimes we argue about one thing and get over it. He's a funny person too like Raechel and sweet at the same time. But it confuses me why he doesnt talk about his friend with me. We eat dinner, its delicious.. roast chicken my favorite. After our last laugh it became quite

" tell me how we met again"

" its a long story, highschool, you and me met on a club, hangout and here we are.

" wow, that sure is a long story" we both giggled. Dave leaned more closer and placed his hands on my cheeck

" you're lovely Claire"

" what makes you say that?"

" I.. I love you" he whispered ignoring my question

" I love... you.. too.." I felt a pair of lips on mine. Its wierd cause I didnt pull away. It lasted longer. It was my first time, and it felt good. An amazing feeling struck me, I never felt like this before. It felt good that I cant really explain.

After that wonderful kiss he drove me home. I remained speechless after that kiss. When we arrived at our home, I saw Raechel leaning at the doorway.

" that was a great time with you Claire, so sad to know that it was already after dinner."

" thanks for that wonderful time with you"

" next time again?"

" next time again" I giggled

" I better be going cause your mom is getting angry" he is referring to Raechel

I giggled " bye, goodnight"

" sweet dreams" he gave me a quick peck and then left. I was heading inside the house, but Raechel blocked my way

" so how does it went?"

" it went fine mom" I joked

" seriously.. did you two.. kissed?" she grinned

" no, nu-uh, nope"

" hmmm?" she gave me a birds eye view

I sighed " okay fine. We did kiss" she let out a loud scream and jumped around me.

" tell me what happend, NOW!"

" I'll tell you what happend, if you let me in" she let me in and I tell her the whole story. Its like every word I said she screams and squeals. What's funny is she's eating popcorns whil I'm telling her the story, am I a movie? but nevermind.

The kiss was really amazing, I fell even more to Dave.

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