𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋, thomas blake

13. Moments Of Clarity

「CLAUDIA JANE」

➯Song Recommendation: Tiny Dancer by Elton John

After throwing some lines into the river, Tom and Will gave up after a few tries and came over to sit beside me. Will glanced down at me, a mischievous look plastered across his face. Before I had time to question it, Will flicked his hands, causing droplets of cold water to fall onto my face. I let out a squeal of shock, playfully slapping his shin in the process.

"You're horrible," I whine while trying to wipe away the droplets that had landed on my skin with the back of my hand.

The three of us lay down on the rug, staring up at the sky and rambling on with our mindless chatter. The sky was graciously clear and the grass was immaculate, quiet unlike anything that I had ever seen before.

"You know," I start, grabbing both Tom and Will's attention, "The sky is never this blue at home."

Will scrunches up his face, turning his head to glance over at me with a questionable look, "Isn't it like this in Manchester?"

"It's great there, don't get me wrong," I shoot back, my gaze not leaving the sky, "It's just not like here. I've never been to the countryside of Manchester."

I hear Tom chuckle from his place beside me, his arm tucked under his head, "You're such a city girl."

"Born and raised." I shrug my shoulders, a smug grin plastered on my face. 

After half an hour later, Will started to pull out some sandwiches from the basket. He had made them beforehand when he came back from town, refusing any help from Tom and I.

Ham and cheese, a classic combination.

We continued to sit within the greenery, soaking up the sun and getting up occasionally to dip our feet in the water. The water that ran through the river was extremely cold, causing my feet to go slightly numb at the contact it made with my skin. But I soon go used to it after a few minutes of moving around.

The sun had started to fade, the atmosphere slowly turning into dusk, leaving us enough time to head back home.

"What's say we head back, huh?" Tom asks as he begins to stand up and onto his feet, wincing slightly due to his wound.

I slowly wander over to Tom, grabbing his wrist and bringing it up to my eyesight to glance down at his watch that read 5:46pm.

The boys gather their fishing gear while I packed away the rug and basket. I slip my shoes back on, making sure to tie the shoes laces in order to dodge the possibility of tripping over on the trek back.

"Ready when you are boss," Will declared to Tom after observing that I was done packing up the rest of our things.

Tom glanced up at the pair of us, grinning from ear to ear before taking the lead, beginning to guide us back to the Blake property. About halfway there, Will glanced over his shoulder to look at me before slowing down to my speed, now walking alongside me.

"You've been very secretive, Clauds."

My eyebrows furrow at his words, wondering what on earth he was talking about.

"I don't believe that's true," I shoot back, keeping my gaze on the dirt path.

Will laughs slightly, swinging his rod over his shoulder before continuing, "Alright, maybe secretive is a bit far-fetched. But you can't tell me that there isn't anything going on between you and Blake."

My eyes widen and my mouth hangs agape slightly. I shyly meet his eyes, watching him raise his eyebrows as he awaited for some type of response from me.