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Chapter Three | Memories

Chapter Three | Memories

She was used to him being there when she reached in park now. A week passed since they first met and yet everyday he was present there. He never missed a day, not until today.

Today as she tiptoed out of her dads' room with The fault in our stars by John Green in her hand, she was excited to see the boy.

Why? She didn't know herself.

She didn't even know his name and here she was , looking forward to see him.

What was up with her? She didn't know. She also didn't know why when she reached park she was disappointed to not find the boy here.

Where was he today? She wondered as she slapped herself mentally afterwards for having such thoughts.

She was a maniac, without a doubt now.

She grabbed some cupcakes from the bakery on the way to the park for both of them.

She goes and sits down, as she opens the book and forced herself to think about anything besides the reason the boy wasn't here. But then he came, with the most award winning smile ever. Why was it there? She didn't know, nor did she dare to ask.

"I bought Cupcakes?" She said as he sat down.

She was surprised how proper her voice came out and that it was not squeaky at all. She mentally praised herself for that of course.

"Thanks" He shrugged as he took some and started eating it.

He was in no mood of eating it considering the fact that he had no appetite. But he thought it would be too rude to say no when she bought them for him.

"The fault in our stars?" He said as he looked at her book.

"Yeah. You know about it?" She asked, surprise clear on her face.

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He noticed the book she was holding in her hand which was basically one of his very faviourate books. The fault in our stars.

"Yeah. You know about it?" She asked.

He almost blurted out that it was one of his most liked books but decided against it. He thought that guys are not supposed to like such books since all his old friends made fun of him for reading or to like such books, or any book at all actually.

"Yeah, it's a nice book" He grinned, trying to hide his face that was turning red from embarassment.

"It's the best book ever!" She smiled and he found himself smiling back.

What was up with him?

"What's your most liked quote from it?" She asked.

"That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt" He quoted her faviourate quote.

"It's good" She shrugged.

"What? You don't like it?" He asked.

"I mean, it's not neccessary" She started.

He gave him a questioning look.

"I mean. We can avoid pain, if we don't want to feel it, we won't. It's all upto us and what we want to feel. That's what they all don't get" She explained.

They both were realising that this was the first long conversation that they ever had.

"So you don't feel pain?" He asked.

"I do. But when I do I decide to push it away. And it somehow works" She continued.

"I'll try that next time" He grinned.

"What gives you the most pain though?" She asked and he realised suddenly that she shouldn't have asked this.

It was way too personal to ask someone who she didn't even know name of. But he decided to answer it because he somehow felt like she deserved the answer.

And that she was becoming her friend slowly and gradually.

"Memories" He finally answered, sadness filling his eyes as he looked down.

"Memories do hurt, don't they?" She nodded.

He smiled sadly and agreed.

Memories really did hurt, and gave the worst type of pain a person could possibly feel.