Disclaimer: I do not own HOA or anything at all.

So...I've been like a total douche lately, I haven't updated in a month! In over a month! I know, but school is super stressful. But now that I have time, I finally decided to write again, I wanna do this first and then see if I can get Her Lost Secrets updated. Sorry again!

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It was days like this when Joy liked to lay back in bed, after a long session of crying, and just think. She had calmed herself down, Jerome took her on this insane high that could make you mental in seconds, worse part was; it came in good ways and bad.

She let his voice ring in her ears, not his words. But she did feel the need to compromise. She had never looked at anything from Jerome's point of view, and she has no idea where this whole peaceful side of her came into play but she knew it would help her.

'God Joy stop it! How are you ever gonna perform if you're giving into him?' She knew she definitely shouldn't think about him at all, it would ruin all her plans. But she felt this huge urge that needed for her to talk to him, at least one more time tonight.

She sighed, she couldn't seem to stop. It was hard to even smile. She trudged over to the door and opened it. Her tired eyes glazed over the hallway, and then she saw him. The other 'idiot' in her terms. "Eddie?" he looked up at her.

"Joy." was his one worded answer. Joy had a strong desire to roll her eyes but she just couldn't do it. He seemed kind of upset. 'What about all he did to Patricia? Your best friend? Remember her and her broken heart?'

"What are you doing in the hallway?" she asked, almost as if she couldn't stop her curiosity.

"Waiting for Patricia to come outside of the bathroom." her eyes flicked to the bathroom door right next to the boy.

"She's not going to come out, you know. Just leave her alone, Eddie. I can't let you hurt her more."

"I didn't do anything." he grumbled. Why was he, why were they, the bad guys? It seemed as if the boyfriend always was the one who had done something wrong.

"You can keep thinking that, it won't make it true Eddie. Now I'd talk to you a little more, maybe help you out, but I won't. That girl is my best friend and I know for sure with the way you treated her, you shouldn't have her."

Eddie huffed as Joy stalked away, he was right. The boyfriend always ends up doing something wrong.

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Joy softly knocked on the door to Jerome's bedroom. She heard a weak, tired, 'Come in.' and she instantly knew he wasn't thinking right. He would have questioned it with everything happening. But she'd take her chances.

Her loose sweatshirt hanging over her tiny hands, she twisted the knob. Her feet lightly made pitter patter sounds as she entered the room, the door creaking in the silence. He still had no clue who had come inside.

He layed their on his bed, with such a sad atmosphere surrounding him. She heard him sniffling slightly, and he was practically cuddled under his sheets. If she wasn't in this situation, she could say he was practically acting like a girl, but all that was going through her head right now was 'Did I make him feel like this?'

It made her feel absolutely awful. She couldn't help it, her gut twisted and she knew she couldn't keep herself like this for much longer. "Hey." she croaked.

He turned around suddenly, as if needing reassurance that she was actually here, as if he didn't believe it. "What do you want Joy?" his sleep laced voice made her eyes droop more.

"I wanted to talk to you." a yawn escaped her mouth. "I just can't-" another yawn. "I can't do this anymore, not with you."

His eyes closed again, he asked her another question. "What do you mean Joy?" A little bit of courage woke her very slightly, she could still feel another long yawn coming.

"I can't fight you anymore." Don't give in Joy. "I want you." Stay away from him. "I need you."

It seemed as if time stopped, and they were in a rewind. If felt staright as if they had turned back a few days, before everything happened. It was like Deja-vu.

He had patted a spot next to him on his bed, and her heart controlled her mind and forced her to walk over. And in seconds they were back in their old layout.

Layed down together, his head pressed into the crook of her neck, chest against her back, arm secured around her waist. Her cuddled up against him. The aura of nighttime hung in the air and he reached over and turned off his lamp.

And in total darkness, regretfully in this secret love, he whispered one thing before he fell asleep. "I still love you...".

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