Forgotten

******Chelsea's P.O.V.******
*AFTER THE MALL BACK AT CHELSEA'S HOUSE*
"So are you going to tell us who your going out with?" Brenda asked.
"Um, Bren, could you go get some snacks for us?" Steph asked.
"Yeah." Brenda said leaving me with Molly and Stephanie.
"Chels, we know about you and Harry. When we were getting your keys earlier today, we saw him kinda shirtless." Stephanie said.
"Girls, I would tell you if we had something, but we don't. He came over last night to watch a movie, then we both fell asleep. Nothing happened." I said telling them the truth. They both exchanged glances and then Molly replied to me.
"We believe you, but we will be keeping a close eye on you both." My phone went off and I answered it.
"Hey."
"I'm out front, come out when your ready."
"Okay, I'm on my way."
"Take your time."
"Was that Harry?" Molyl asked.
"Yes, don't tell Brenda, she kinda freaks and over reacts at these kind of things."
"Okay, have a good time." Stephanie said as I went downstairs, I went out the front door and saw Harry's car in my driveway. I walked over and got in his car.
"You look nice." Harry said admiring my sun dress.
"Thank you." I said putting my sungalsses on my head.
"Ready?"
"Yup." I said buckling in as Harry pulled out of my driveway and to the beach.
*AT THE BEACH*
(I wore this)
"Let's set up over there." I said pointing over next to where a nice looking lifeguard was. We set our stuff up and Harry was getting some drinks out of the coolr he brought. I took my cover up off, and I could feel his eyes on me. I put my waist cover-up on and sat down next to Harry who already took his shirt off.
I have to say, if Harry is one thing it's deffently hot.
"So, tell me about yourself." Harry said as we both laid down.
"Well, there's not much to tell that I remember."
"Tell me the stuff you do and what you've been told."
"Well, I was born and raised in New York City. My Dad arranges most of the big celebrity events in NYC. When I was 19 I moved to England and studied at the dance academy. I was hit by a car and was diagnosed with Amnesia as you know. I moved to LA 4 months after that and started working to pay for some of my rent and other things. That's just about it I guess." I said as I laughed a little bit. I turned on my side to face Harry as I continuted. "How about you, what's your story?"
"I was born and raised in the UK. I worked and stuff and got an education. I moved around for a while because of that whole music career I was told about then moved back home and got Amnesia as well. After 2 months I moved to LA and tried to figure out my life. It's not an actual story."
"Everybody has a story to tell, some are small, and some have yet to be discovered that's all." I said trying to cheer him up. I looked right into his bright green orbs and started to lean forward. I joked with him and made it like I was reaching over him to get a soda. He grabbed me by my hips and put my right next to him so close I could feel his hot breath fanning on my face.
"Harry." I said putting a hand on his chest as he leant closer to me.
"What else do I have to do Chelsea!" Harry said as he sat up.
"Harry, we can't happen, it's just best that we stay friends, I like our friendship."
"Oh yeah that's right, you like Michael."
"Harry, where did you get that idea?"
"Oh don't deny it, your friends told me everything."
"Harry I-" I was cut off as I touched Harry to comfort him.
"Don't touch me." Harry said getting up.

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