S2 E8

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"You're finally here! How was it?", Jackson ran to the hall when me and Mark arrived home.

"It went great!", I smiled and looked and Mark, who was smiling back at me. I was holding his hand.

"I'm so glad! What do you wanna do for the rest of the day, hmm?", Jackson asked and walked to the living room. Me and Mark followed him there, thinking about what to do.

"I don't know? I'd like to spend more time with you two... could we watch more pictures of us three together? I wanna hear some stories", I smiled.

"That sounds more than great", Jackson clapped his hands and ran to get three photo albums. We ended up sitting on our bed.

"Look Y/N, in these pics you were giving us two a fashion show of the clothes you got", Mark pointed at several pictures where I was posing with silly clothes on.

"Oh god do I always wear that boring clothes?", I laughed.

"Not always", Jackson coughed and turned the next page, where was pretty revealing photos of me in mini skirts. I blushed a little.

"YAH what are these?", I took a closer look at the photos and the guys were laughing at me.

"I remember how you said that you bought an outfit for us both", Mark said and turned the next page, pointing at one picture: "This was for me and the first one was for Jacks".

In Jackson's outfit I was wearing a black mini skirt and a black tight crop top with long boots. In Mark's outfit I had a tight red dress with black ankle boots. I covered my face and laughed. "Do I still have these?"

Mark and Jackson glanced at each other and shrugged their shoulders. "Maybe we should check that later", Mark smirked and I hit his shoulder hard.

"Ahahah you wish!!", I laughed and kept looking at the photos.

The guys told me many stories. Our little adventures together. Our trips to different amusement parks, to the Disney World and all the long road trips we had made. They all sounded so fun and beautiful, but at the end of the pictures, I felt sad again. I didn't remember any of those. I could see myself in the pictures, but that woman wasn't me. I couldn't remember the feelings the journeys gave me. All I saw was a piece of paper and I felt... nothing.

I closed the photo album and sighed. "I wish I'd remember these..", Mark and Jackson looked at me with sadness in their eyes.

"I know you do... and you have no idea how much we wish that you'd remember what happened in the past two years", Jackson quietly said. There was a long silent moment. I felt like I was about to cry.

"Y/N, you know what?", Mark stood up and continued: "Fuck it! Fuck the past, okay? You don't remember those moments, so what? Let's go and make new ones! Let's go on perfect dates. Lets go on even longer road trips. Let's have even more fun than before!", at this point Jackson stood up too with a wide smile on his face.

"Exactly! He has a point! Why look back? Let's live in this moment and create new experiences!", Jackson smiled and took my hand. I got up too and smiled.

"You're right... maybe it's time to move on"

The guys hugged me and I was thinking about their words. I just felt like I'd never be as happy as I was back then.. in love with two guys. Two.

Later that evening:
"When's Mark coming home?", I asked as I was making a little evening snack before going to bed. Jackson was yawning and looked at the time, shrugging his shoulders.

"He said he'll be there before we'll go to sleep"
I nodded and finished the snack.

"You really like him, don't you?", he suddenly asked. I turned around to face him.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can see that you're starting to gain feelings for him again", he said and smiled a little.

"Jackson I've always had the feelings inside me. I was just scared at first since I had no idea who he is to me. I mean, who he was to me", I said quietly. He sighed.

"Jackson, what? Why do you seem frustrated?"

"I don't know I feel like things aren't how they used to be", he shook his head. I crossed my arms and leaned against the door frame, looking at him.

"Well, maybe that's because it's true?", I laughed and continued: "I freaking lost my memory Jackson! What did you expect?"

"Don't raise your voice at me, I was there too", Jackson answered, also his voice getting a little louder.

"I know, so what's your problem?", I blurted and stepped a little closer to him.

"Well, I didn't say I had-", he started yelling and then the door opened and Mark came in.
Me and Jackson turned our heads to the door and Mark was looking at us confused.

"Wh- what's going on in here?", he awkwardly laughed.

"Nothing. Just... nothing", I said quietly and starting walking upstairs. "I'll take a shower and go to bed".

I left the boys behind. As soon as I was up, Jackson hit the wall. "Dammit".

"Jacks, what happened?", Mark asked worriedly.

"I don't even know. I guess I pissed her off", he laughed. Mark looked at him, then looked upstairs and heard how the water started running in the bathroom.

"I'll go check on her", he said and walked upstairs.

"So you've been out on one date with her and now you're just going to rush into the shower and ask if she's ok?", Jackson laughed again.

Mark stopped and thought about it. "That's what I used to do you know..", he answered and stayed still for a moment.

"You know what? Screw it", he got upstairs anyway.

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Hey!

I know I was gone for waaay too long. I'm sorry. Life is just messed up at this moment.

This season is getting close to its end!
Maybe I'll make a season three ;) let's see.

I hope y'all are doing well! Keep yourself healthy!

-A-

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