A/N- Welcome back to the torture of reading my Fanfiction and not knowing what happens. Today is a flashback! Love these! ;)

Flashback

Henry's POV

I wake up with the sun in my face. I walk to the bathroom and take a shower. I go back to my room and get dressed in, guess what, plaid. I walk to the kitchen to get water, when I see a weird sight.

Nicole was cooking in the kitchen. She was making scrambled eggs and pancakes with something in it.

"Uh, hi?" I ask. She looks over and smiles.

"Morning. You hungry? I made sausage pancakes." She says.

"Sausage pancakes?"

"My own little creation," She says.

"Right. Wait, how did you get in here?" I ask nervous.

"You live in New York, Henry," She says looking at me seriously, "You should really lock your windows." I eye the fire escape and the now opened window. Nicole bursts out laughing.

"I'm kidding! Your mom let me in, she has a case, so we have the day to ourselves," She says.

Before eating, I made hot chocolate for both of us. I started to put cinnamon on top when Nicole interrupted.

"What are you doing?"

"Cinnamon on hot chocolate, you haven't tried it?"

"No! Why would I?" She exclaims.

"Just try it," I say putting the mug in her hand.

After breakfast, we thought of what we could do.

"We could watch that movie, Frozen."

"Haven't heard of it,"

"What! You haven't seen Frozen!" She yells.

"Nope."

"Well, you've seen other disney movies, right?" I shake my head.

"Snow white? Sleeping beauty? Cinderella? Alice in Wonderland? Robin Hood? Peter pan? Pinocchio? Come on!" She yelled.

"None of them, not even that old one you love so much," I state.

"One, it isn't a disney movie. Two, YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE WIZARD OF OZ! How are we friends!" She says collapsing on the couch. The she gets up and tells me to stay here. She runs out the door.

Twenty minutes later, the is a knock on the door. I answer and Nicole with a huge stack of DVD's.

"Disney movie marathon." She says. "But first, we are watching the Wizard of Oz," I put my hands up in surrender, and then help her with the movies.

After losing count of how many movies we watched and my mom coming home, it was evening. Nicole was asleep on the couch with me awkwardly avoiding her. She had green colored jeans on and a simple red tank-top. At 7 I decided to wake her. I tapped her shoulder. She slowly woke up rubbing her eyes. After sitting up, She asked,

"What was your favorite?"

"Peter Pan." I reply. "We can watch Frozen tomorrow, ok? After school."

"Got it,"

She left by herself because luckily it was still light out, but little did I know it would be the last day I saw her for three months.

A/N- Yay! I love this so much! But now it is time for flashbacks from only Nicole's point of view. PLEASE REVIEW! I really appreciate them, good or bad (constructive criticism) bu bye!