2015 || H.S

Who Are You?

The two girls burst into laughter after Maia pulled out the picture of Harry wearing Anne's bra over his shirt. There were so many strange pictures of him. He was a strange kid, Maia thought with amusement.

"Look at these pictures of you, Maia," Gemma murmured from behind a new photo album. She peered over the album book and frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Gemma turned it around and Maia chuckled as she saw a few pages dedicated to her as a child. Some were of her and Gemma too.

"That's weird," Gemma said.

Maia smiled. "I think it's nice your family did that."

"But they didn't. I know because I asked my mom if we had any pictures of you and she said they were lost."

"What?"

"Yeah."

"Strange."

"Completely," Gemma agreed. "When my mom comes back we can ask her."

Maia tugged the duvet up to her neck on the couch. It had been raining outside all day so her and Gemma got out the cocoa and went through old photo's.

"Look at you striking a pose like Kendall Jenner," Gemma said, before grimacing. "I can't believe I just compared you to Kendall."

"Who's Kendall Jenner?"

"Have you honestly been living under a rock— massive boulder?" Gemma laughed. "That reminds me, Haz should be back soon."

"Harry? He's home today?" She was excited to see him, but slightly nervous. Apparently he was almost a whole new person.

"I've missed him so much."

"I would never have caught that from your lips as a kid."

"Maia," Gemma began, folding her arms, "What do you remember of Harry?"

"He didn't talk much. He was inquisitive but didn't ask any questions. He was actually very awkward, but I found it funny."

"Well, you know... these days Harry's changed a lot. He's quite popular and I just want to warn you that you haven't seen him in nine years-"

"What? Do you think I'm going to see him and randomly slip madly in love with little Harry?" She snorted in amusement.

"He's not little anymore..." Her voice trailed off in a warning tone.

"Neither am I," she insisted. "Besides, he was your brother so he's like my brother."

Gemma shrugged and leaned back to check the time on a wall clock. "Gosh, I have to get to Phil soon. I almost forgot."

"Who's Phil?"

Gemma blushed slightly and squirmed in her seat. "My boyfriend."

Maia's eyes flew open. This was tredding on new ground for their friendship.

"Boyfriend? Since when?"

"On and off." Gemma shrugged again.

"You're going on a date tonight?"

She sighed in dismay as she stood to her feet, dropping the blanket onto the carpet. "I'm really sorry. I didn't know Harry was going to be this late either."

"Does he know I'm here?"

"No, and he's probably expecting a welcome home party too, but no one's going to be home." Gemma stared at the wall in thought before she grabbed Maia's arm.

"I would offer you come out with me too but I really need you to stay here and open up for Harry, please?"

"How long has he been gone?"