A Boy and His Guitar

Clarity walked to where Carly told her to meet with her and Layna. She wondered why, but she knew by now not to question Carly.

"So, what do ya want," she asked as she entered the woods. She didn't see Carly or Layna, so she assumed she should just keep walking.

As she went farther and farther into the woods, she could make out faint conversations. She could identify what words they were, though. So Clarity kept walking.

"Hello?" She would whisper this every few feet. "Carly? Layna?" She finally could make out some of the conversing words. Words like 'no' and 'leave'.

She pushed past tree branches and kept crunching through leaves. She swatted quite a few Mosquitos away and some fruit flies.

She finally came to a clearing. She saw two figures standing in the far end, talking. Clarity ducked beneath a bush, slightly parting it so she could look at the people.

Oh wait- it was Carly! And...Niall? What?

Carly grabbed Niall's hand, and Clarity thought she saw her bat her eyes. Then...

their lips touched.

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