Special One

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Harry's POV

Claire sounded so peaceful asleep, she was beautiful.

She made me feel like I wasn't famous she made me feel normal.

They way she talked to me like if we've known each other for years.

Her smiles was perfect. They way she blushed when would catch her looking at me. She beautiful hazel eyes. She was just so beautiful I couldn't get over it.

I didn't want to wake her so I stayed laying down.

Soon she got up "Oh I'm sorry I must have fallen asleep again." I shook my head "It's fine I went back to sleep too. Um want to go out for breakfast?" She nodded.

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"How are the pancakes?" I looked up to Claire as she asked "Very very tasty." She reached over and cut a piece of my pancake and put it in her mouth "Oh yeah yeah very." She smiled "Hey you can't do that." "Well sorry styles I just did." I reached over her plate and took a piece of bacon "Two can play at this." She giggled

Her giggle was cute, her smiles made me feel happy like I haven't been in a while.

"You ready?" I asked as I paid. She stood up and grabbed my hand "Come on Curly I want to show you something!"

As we hurried to where ever she was taking me I realized she was still holding my hand. The way our hands fit together felt right.

"What is this?" She didn't answer she just kept walking until we reached a tree.

"I come here a lot, to think, write music or just to visit." I looked up at the tree house and smiled to think of Claire coming here.

She grabbed my arm and told me "I've never brought anyone special here."

She thought I was special.

I smiled like a mad man for a bit.

As we sat in the tree house I looked around and saw paintings she painted, music lyric posted notes, pictures of friends and family and random CDs.

I looked at a particular picture for a while, it was a little girl Claire maybe and a young lady.

"That's my mom and I" she finally spoke "She passed away after my uncles built this tree house, Uh she was in a terrible accident I was about 7."

I didn't know what to say I was speechless "Claire I-I'm so sorry." I sat next to her and hugged her.

"I'm fine I stay as strong as I can."

That's what I loved about her she stayed strong.

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