Dorm 308

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[[ Harry's POV ]]

"I'm so disappointed in you, Harry. That was really rude." Shay scolded me. I feel like a f.ucking kid. Back then, Shay will always tell me what's wrong from right and she will show me how me the proper way in acting and behaving around people. That's what should my parents do, but they're too busy getting rich. "How could you say that when you know that she's just behind us?"

"I don't care. Plus, she will get over it." I replied not looking at her from the passenger seat.

"That's what you always say 'I don't care' when will you start caring? I'm a girl and I know how it feels like." She rambled.

"Shut up, Shay. I'm in no mood for s.hit." I grunted.

"Why can't you just be nice to her?"

"I'm already doing her a favor by letting her stay with me in the dorm and I don't even want a roommate. I'm keeping the secret of us sharing the same dorm because we all know we would be expelled for it." I raised my voice, my knuckles are getting white from the tight grip on the steering wheel and my jaw is clenched so hard my jaw might break.

I sighed heavily and she slumped back in her seat, finally deciding that arguing over Chastity won't benefit the both of us.

I'm bringing her to the tree house we cleaned last night/early morning. I made an effort to clean it up just for her and now she's mad at me. If there isn't a stoplight while I'm explaining I would have crashed the car from my anger. I had already planned on what to do with Chastity. Shay doesn't need to lecture me about it. I know what to do and I don't care if I'm gonna hurt somebody.

"You said you have a plan." Shay spoke softly when the tense atmosphere is gone.

"Yeah."

"What is it?"

"You wouldn't like it so don't bother asking me what it is." I can see Shay from the corner of my eyes, debating whether to say something about my words or scold me for my reckless ideas and actions. I know she cares about me as a young little brother but since we were kids, she knew I never saw her as an older sister. She's just acting oblivious about it.

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When we finally arrived at the tree house, Shay's demeanor changed in a snap of a finger. She went to a confused person to a giddy teenager girl. She's so pretty when she smiles from ear to ear with her white teeth showing. I love making her smile, since we were kids. I feel like its my responsibility to make her smile, giggle, laugh and but I also made her cry.

"Do you still maintain this place?" She asked while admiring the small stuff around the tree house.

"Um, I cleaned it off last night. Your arrival is a short notice." I scratched the back of my neck and chuckled.

"You don't have to." She assured.

"I want to bring you to the place we used to go to when we were kids."

"We aren't kids already, Harry." She trailed off. "What ever we had back then was just a..." Her voice lowers like she's afraid to say the next words.

"A what?"

"We were forced to. What you felt may be a puppy love or something." She kept her head low and walked to the other side of the tree house. "I know Harry that you tried to be mature-" I cut her off,

"I've done everything back then and till now I'll still do." I started walking towards her but she held her hand up signaling me to stop.

"Harry, our childhood was all planned. Why do we keep getting into this conversation?"