We're on our way to school when I couldn't help but share my thoughts on the sunrise.
"Jay, look at that sunrise!"
I gasp in shock.
My area is very beautiful, so many places to explore, so many views to see. We gently swing our linked hands back and fourth, laughing and talking - getting to know each other more. All of a sudden I overhear a snap. Not twigs snapping, but more like a camera snap. I gasp and let go of Jay's hand instantly as I recognise that face.
"Saskia! What the hell!"
She ran off. Why did she take a photo and just leave like that? Jay holds his open hand out in front of me, I place mine in his and we continue to walk, I tried to focus on his voice but I struggle to, my mind's confused.
"I thought this would happen. Harvey, I will sort this out, okay?"
Jay explains, looking bothered, but is quite calm about the situation.
"I don't understand why Saskia would do this... she doesn't seem the right girl to do that?"
"I think I have an idea why she done it."
Jay spoke.
"Go home okay? I'll meet you there later."
Jay's voice got quieter and quieter as he ran off in the distance.
Jay
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I'm in school and spot my friends.
"What up, Jay!"
Connor playfully headlocks me, while the others laugh along.
"Uh- not much.
I fake a laugh.
"Not much, ay?"
Brooklyn smirks, handing me a photograph.
I analyse the photo and my heart sunk...
"Saskia..."
I mumble.
"Where's he now, ay? Give him a smooch!"
Sam joked.
Crowds begin to form and point at me, they all have a damn photograph!
"One for you, oh- and one for you! Have a good day, sir!"
Saskia hands them out.
Without too much force, I grip onto her arm, shove others out the way and bring her to the entrance of the school where we're alone.
"What's this about?!"
I say sternly, pointing at me and Harvey holding hands.
Saskia stays silent.
"Was this Chloe's idea?"
I ask.
No answer.
"I thought it might've been..."
I whisper.
Harvey
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Dragging my feet, I make my way back home.
I open the door to be greeted by Bailey.
"Hey, Bailey!"
I throw a nearby tennis ball.
With Bailey occupied, I go upstairs and lie on my bed. My mind is filling with fear, that photo is probably everywhere by now!
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The doorbell rings. My first instinct was mother, however, I open the door and Jay is standing there. I cuddle him, we hold that position for a good couple of minutes.
"May I come in?"
He sounds annoyed.
I unravel my arms around his waist.
"Yeah- of course."
We link hands and go to my bedroom.
"Sit."
Jay pats my bed, I do just that.
"Okay. So I arrive at school and talk with my friends, normal. But Brooklyn hands me a photograph and I wasn't surprised,"
Jay turns to me, "In the end, I found out that Saskia has been handing them out at school. She took a photo of us holding hands at the cliff-top - as you know. But I think it was Chloe's idea.
Jay explains.
I sigh.
"I know Chloe. She went to my old school... I refused to be her boyfriend-"
Jay interrupts, "and so she's jealous!"
Jay storms out my room, he's irritated. But I chase after him and rugby-tackle him on the lounge floor. We both breathe heavily, our faces close.
"Jay, I love you. We can't let Chloe get in the way of us. Let me talk to her tomorrow."
I lean in and kiss Jay passionately.
"We will sort this out together, okay?"
I gaze in his eyes.
He slowly nods in agreement.
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