"Clairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre!" He yelled as he ran to me. Quicker than those old timey movies, okay, that's just mockery. He ran as fast as he probably could, considering he dropped his bags once he saw me. I hadn't seen my boobear in a whole 7 months. "God, I missed you." He said, finally reaching me and grasping me in a huge hug. Yeah, that hug turned into him spinning me around and around until he knew I was as dizzy as a barfly. "I know. I've missed you a lot too." I said, a little speechless. While he was gone, he styled his hair differenty, and got new tattoos. But still, my boobear, I finally have him back. "Claire, I missed you so much." He said. "I know, boobear, let's go watch movies." I said, trying to get us back where we were. It's just... he seemed so... different... new. I was the same. Same boring old pin-straight brown hair and natural blonde highlights, same hazel eyes, same tan skin, same personality. Same. The only thing different is my favorite song, but that changes by the minutes. Right now, It's Apologize. "Claire, why are you just... Staring at me?" He asked. "Oh, nothing." I said. "Let's go." He said, laughing, and wrapping his arm around my neck. "Okay." I said, quietly. Something just felt off. I have no idea what it is, I can't put my finger on it, but I'll ask later. We started running to my house, for it was only a block away, but fans were following us. Wanna see me run fast? No you don't. We got to my house in a matter of minutes and raced to the living room. I have no idea why we're running now but we are. We threw ourselves onto the couch and then stood back up so we could get some movies. We picked random ones and the first one was one Louis chose. Silver Linings Playbook. My favorite movie. “You remembered.” I said as if we hadn’t seen each other in ages. But hey, 7 months? For people who spend almost every waking minute together? That is ages. I was lost in my own thoughts so I didn’t really catch his answer. “Hey Lou, doesn’t anything feel different for you?” I finally asked. He looked at me and a smile spread across his face. “Yeah, but a good different.” He said, pulling me closer. I laid my head on his lap. “Yeah.” I mumbled. For me, that just doesn’t seem right. What the hell did Louis do on tour? “I’m gonna go get some popcorn.” He said awkwardly. He stood up and I slid over, bringing my extended knees to my chest. I can’t get my finger on it, what the hell did he do? He came back with one of those giant bowls of popcorn. “Yay!” I said, grabbing the popcorn away from him. Funny thing though, he didn’t fight back. Now I know something’s up with Louis. I was taking the popcorn by the handfuls when the roof of my mouth struck something cold and hard. I took the thing out of my mouth. (http://www.google.com/imgres?biw=1280&bih=556&tbm=isch&tbnid=DZJSnGFJA1g8HM:&imgrefurl=http://robertsjewelersonline.com/Index.asp%3FPg%3DCJlry%26SPg%3DChildren&docid=gYoGuelcp1DIPM&imgurl=http://robertsjewelersonline.com/Images/CJlry/Children/purple.jpg&w=300&h=300&ei=POgDUtG_Jc_xiQKl64G4Dw&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=125&page=1&tbnh=138&tbnw=138&start=0&ndsp=21&ved=1t:429,r:9,s:0,i:113&tx=103&ty=52) “What the hell?” I asked, looking at Louis. “Claire, will you marry me?” He said smiling. Suddenly, my breath was stolen from me and mouth just couldn’t budge. So, I nodded. Louis is now my fiancé. So something was up!

Notes

You better like it Claire, I had to save this idea only for you.