Underwater. ||h.s.||

chapter fifteen.

Erin's POV

We all have movie moments in life, believe it or not. We all have-cliché moments in our lives that could possibly prove the theory that God has a tape rolling, recording us so that we may see it again in the afterlife.

It just so happens that a couple of educated humans capture these moments so that we can see it on a cheesy big screen with other gullible and curious human beings on Earth.

Whether that theory is true or not, and whether or not God is going to show me The Erin Ouellette Film when I get to Heaven, I can honestly say that some movie moments in reality are so accurate, they make you cry.

You relate to them so much that sometimes, you wish someone would pop out with a camera and stop the tape from rolling.

If I could peg my life to one moment like that, I'd peg it to the second that I grabbed Harry's ring and held it in my hand.

I gripped it so tightly, it almost felt as if it wasn't there. Even as I got into the shower, I never set it down.

The water ran over me and the ring, slowly rinsing us. Mostly myself.
It was like I was ridding myself of Calum's touch.

I was remembering who I believed I loved. I was choosing who I was in love with right then and there.

When I finally paid attention to its existence, I slowly released the ring. The words engraved into it etched into my skin and created a red mark.

I winced at the pain, but shook it away.

Grabbing the ring and slipping it on my ring finger, I admired how loose it was compared to my small fingers.

There is no question as to why I put it specifically on my ring finger or why I still held the object in my hand. I missed Harry...a lot.

All right, Erin. Think for a second. You just kissed the shit out of Calum. Twice.

Oh, right. Almost forgot about that.

Still wearing the huge ring and grabbing a towel, I got out of the shower and thought about what I was going to tell Harry because I needed to be truthful with him.

I also owed Calum an apology for the peculiar outburst and for leading him on.

Hold on, Greylene...

What?

An apology? To Calum? He went through all the trouble to make you feel bad for dumping him, and then friend-zoned you in return!

Oh, right. Forgot about that too.

But he still deserved an apology for it. I mean, maybe he finally got over me after all the things that I told him.

I told him several times that I was in love with Harry and I even expressed my feels about our relationship.

At this point, it didn't matter who started the bickering match first. I needed to make amends before it was too late.

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After housekeeping came in to turn down the bed and bring in fresh towels, I dressed in my coziest clothes yet: a sweatshirt and fuzzy pajama pants.

Just from a glance outside, I could see the leaves turning their light brown, tangy orange in the foreign city I was in. It must've been nice to take a jog into the Autumn breeze and smell the pine cone scent in the park.

I was limited with just the view of my hotel window, but for some reason, that was okay. I wasn't feeling like myself anyway and going outside seemed like a queasy idea in the first place.