From: clary.meyer@googlemail.com
To: taylorharrington@yahoo.com



Subject: I miss you, guys.


Hey,

Thanks for sending me the baby pictures. I can´t believe how cute she is, like a little pumpkin with her round face and her gorgeous eyes and I wished I could have been there the day she was born. She´s more than just perfect!
I loved to hear you got the flat and Connor´s able to study to become a teacher. It sounded like your and Simons´ senior year works out great as well.
Oh, I skyped with him yesterday and I he told me about his boyfriend! Sounded like they are really cute together!? I´m so happy the met each other at this party! At least some of us are having a good time, while our last school weeks.
I want you to stop begging me to tell you how I´m doing and to make sure you really do I decided to give in and let you know. But I don´t think there´s that much to say.
My grades got up again, but that has mainly to do with the fact that I have clearly nothing else to do than study in my free time. It´s frightening to see how fast people forget about you and go on with their lives like you never had been a part of them.
They clearly moved on over me and it´s so hard for me to reconnect with their familiar faces again. Does it sound stupid, when I claim that I grew up the time I was with you over in England? I feel like I changed way too much to just step back into my old life and pretend that the time in Holmes Chapel never happened.
I don´t wanna seem rude, so I have to mention that there´re still some friends, who are happy to have me back, but most of the time I feel lonely and I took my Mums´advice and got a job. I´m working in a grocery store and fill shelves in the middle of the night. No social contacts either. Sigh.
But hey, I passed my driving test and I´m officially allowed to enter the road now. Yeah! It´s a good feeling to drive down the streets I have known for nearly 18 years and I have to say I feel like I´m home. New to me is the feeling to miss other places I only knew for some months. I do not only miss the streets and the British air, but especially you. I miss you, guys so much I can´t tell. But however I´m holding up over here like I always do and hope to skype to you as much as I can. The weather´s great and I´m planning to head into town to grab some coffee. Can´t wait to hear your voice again and see more of the cutest baby ever.


Love, Clary


P.S. : Stop telling me how he´s doing. I don´t care, really please stop.


P.P.S : Thank you, Taylor. Even though I don´t care. I really...I don´t.


Harrys` POV:

I made my way through the bodies, which were all walking on the street and I wondered to myself if I could ever get used to this buzzing energy of Manchester. The day was warm, but in a delightful way and I had to smile.

This was life after school. It seemed to be such a big deal when you were in it, but actually it was just another period of life and not much changed at all. I was the same person I´ve ever been and still on my way to figure out if that was rather positive or negative.

My car came in sight and I sighed faintly. Why did I missed Holmes Chapel so much? I should love city life and be nothing more than young and free and do all the crazy stuff, which comes along with it.

I didn´t hated life in the city, but I didn´t loved it neither. The radio went on as I started the car and I frowned for a second. I knew that song, but I didn´t heard it in a long time. My fingers reached out to change the station, but they only rested on the button.

Why not?, I thought to myself. It was such a beautiful song and I could sing the lyrics even in my sleep. Instead of shutting the radio down, I turned the song up and listened to something, which reminded me of old times.

Again not knowing, if I felt rather positive or negative about it.

Notes

Hey you all! This is the sequel to my story Falling.

What do you think of the first chapter?
Any ideas what happened between the both of them?

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