Chapter 8: Memories

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"Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still."

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*Harry's P.O.V*

Now, this is wrong. I don't know if Jay knows about Erica and I's history. Jay is a good guy, and I don't want to break his precious heart. Erica looks fine by now, not showing any slutty side. I bet she's pretending to be a good girl when she's around Jay.

Pathetic. Hypocrite.

"Honey? You won't mind if you guys talk in your room, right? I don't want to eavesdrop on some of your conversations." Mom simply requested with her brows raised up.

I merely sighed. "Okay sure." I roll my eyes before leading these two 'love birds' in my own room since I don't have any choice. 

I lazily push myself towards the stairs up to the dull room with them following behind. After a few more steps, we're finally inside the dusty room, sitting awkwardly on the bed. Erica sat in between Jay and I. So, I really can't help but feel awkward in this kind of situation.

"The room's kinda dusty but the designs are still impressive. You still got that pleasant taste in music huh, Harry?" Erica teasingly nudged me by the elbow.

"Wait, you've been here before?" Jay suddenly butts in, causing Erica and I to freeze for a second.

Can't this day get any worse?

None of my family members knew about Erica being my girlfriend, specifically ex. I always sneak her in the house when no one's around.

"No sweetheart, don't you remember that time when we had to go to the park to babysit my niece and you showed me every inch of the house through pictures, right?" Erica's voice shows a little panic until she finally gets ahold of herself. Jay tilts his head to remember the scene until he finally recalls that moment.

"Ohhh yeah," he enthusiastically nods and quickly turns to me.

"Soo, how was your day in military school?" Jay immediately changes the topic to kill the awkwardness in the room.

"Great," I coldly answered while impatiently tapping my foot as my tongue pokes the inside part of my cheek.

The tensed air in the room is killing me, making me want to kick them out so badly. But for a little respect, I don't want to hear another word from mom.

But I can't take it anymore, "Don't you guys have somewhere else to go? Like go to the cliff and jump off?" I irritably stand in front of them with my arms crossed over my chest. Their eyes suddenly fill with surprise while nothing came out of their mouths. 

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