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My goodness, this part of the film always makes me cry. Shane, Michael, Eve and i were sat in the living room watching P.S I Love You. Eve and I sat on a sofa together while Shane and Michael, who refused to sit next to blubbering girls, sat on the other sofa with their arms crossed. It was us girls turn to choose a movie tonight and I refused to let Eve make us watch The Scissoring. This however was a film we both love.
"You're not tearing up there are you Mikey?" Shane teased.
" In your dreams." Michael replied. I grabbed a tissue from the table and blew my nose before pausing the film.
"Alright I'm getting a coke." i said. "Anyone want anything?"
"I'll have a coke too sweetie." Eve replied.
"I'm ok." Michael said, and shane agreed. I stood up but quickly steadied myself on the arm rest and as my head began to spin, but the spell passed so quickly i wasnt entirely sure it had happened at all.
I walked the the kitchen and opened the fridge, searching for two cokes. As i did so, my mind thought back to two days ago when i had that 'off' day. I cant stop thinking about it. But the strange thing is that since that day, i've felt fine.
"You should get a doctors appointment." Shane had insisted, but i just disagreed. Nope, im already embarrassed enough as it is. I've never made that kind of a fuss about anything before, not in my life. But for some reason i couldnt help myself from crying.
I grabbed the cokes from the fridge and before leaving the kitchen went to the cuboard with all the plasters and pills in. Ok, so when i said i've felt fine, thats apart from the headaches. But thats nothing to worry about. When i was younger i was anemic due to iron dificency. That basically means that my body wasnt getting enough iron and to keep the iron count up, i had to take some special pills. Headaches were one of my syptoms of that. I stopped taking medication for it a few years ago, maybe i should start thinking about taking them again . . .
"Claire? Did get locked in the fridge or something?" i heard Eve yell from the living room.
"No i fell down the plug hole!" i yelled back. I quickly popped the two paracetamal and went back into the living room.
"Catch!" I said as I threw the can at my best friend. She did with elegance and opened it without it fizzing everywhere.
"How do that?" Shane questioned. "I always end up looking like i've wet my pants or something." Eve just winked and him and tapped her nose.
Shane huffed and said "Just play the damn movie. The sooner its over the better."
"Aw you're not tearing up now are you Shane?" Michael mocked. Shane just flipped him off. I laughed and plonked myself down on the sofa next to Eve.
Ten minutes later my eyes began to feel heavy and i found it hard to keep them open. I placed my head on Eve's shoulder planning to just rest my eyes, but within the next few minutes i was out, dreaming of Shane, physics and butterflies.