You used one hand to opened up your book, you moved your feet around, reading your book, still not looking up. You walked behind the couches before you sat on them like you usually do.
As soon as you sat on the couch, you heard someone coughed. Your head shot up from the book with your eyes wide. Your head glanced to your right, seeing two boys about your age standing there, looking at you. Their eyes crying out, who is this weirdo?
You stood up from the couch and threw away the apple into the trashed in the corner of the room quickly. You put your book down once again, looking at the two boys who looked a bit the same but not quite if you know what I mean.
"Are you guys our old neighbor?" You asked, holding your hands together, walking slowly toward them.
"Old neighbor.. oh right, yeah." The boy with a lot of cute freckles answered you. "I'm Sam and this is my twin brother Harry." He introduced.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you guys. I'm Y/n." You said, holding your hand out for them to shake and they did.
"I believe we used to play together when we were younger," the other boy- Harry stated.
"I think so? I mean you guys look familiar to me so. Anyway excuse me, I need to do more chores." You nodded awkwardly and walked past them.
Play together when we were younger? But I don't even think we're friends, you thought.
You went into the kitchen and decided to wash the dishes since you weren't busy anyways and you needed something to do so that nobody would talk to you.
The next day you woke up later than usual, when you came down you didn't see any of your parent but the tow boys you met yesterday and one that looked a bit younger.
You stood by the stairs, looking at them careful. Somehow they reminded you of someone, someone who looked a bit older than them. Brown eyes, curly hair and sharp jawline. His face flashed through your mind causing you to blink, you saw his face for a split second but still his face was still blurry but you could tell that it was the boy who was on your mind for many years.
Your heart rate increased when his face flashes in your mind. You could see moving imagines- old memories from your point of view, you were with the boy on the beach just down below the cliff, where you always sit.
The boy was laughing, grinning at you. In your mind you could see him holding onto your hand, guiding you down further onto the beach and in the corner of your eyes, you saw the two boys sitting on the wet sand, digging their hands into it, creating big holes, picking up the baby crabs but the crabs escaped by digging their way through the sand.
In the vision you turned around and see your parent standing there with three other people. You recognized the women and the men, in the women's arm was a boy who was about four years old.
"Y/n?" You blinked a couples of times when you heard Sam calling for your name.
"You okay?" Harry asked.
"Um yeah, just a bit tired." You lied.
"Say hi to Y/n, Paddy." Harry said to the little boy.
"Hi, I'm Paddy." He boy waved at you as you waved back at him telling him your name.
You went into the kitchen, reaching up for the box of cereal in the cabinet. From the other room, you could hear footsteps before you heard a conversation.
Remember Me? (T.H)
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