Clay & Hannah -The night was ours

The photo booth strips

//AN- This is the first story I've written a story that's set in the present day but with flashbacks sequences as well. I hope it's easy for you guys to read and know which is which. Let me know what you guys think of this story//

/5 Months after Hannah's memorial service/

As I lay back on the pillows on my bed I looked down at the photo booth strips photos of me and Hannah together in our Crestmont uniforms, we looked so happy together back then when we took these photos, God I miss her so much that it still hurts so hard on my heart when I think about the happy times we spent together.....

Sighing heavily to myself I wanted desperately tonight to be so good with my date to finally push me in the right direction to try to move on with my life but I still ended up talking about Hannah and all the stuff and places we'd been together on my date. I heard loud footsteps coming up the staircase as Justin barged into our shared bedroom as I quickly tried to hide the photo strips and a small box to side of me out of view from him

'Hey man' he greeted, jumping down onto his bed

'Hi Justin'

'How was your date tonight with Alicia?' he asked, leaning on one arm as he turned to faced me

'Awful just awful Justin I knew I wasn't ready yet' I admitted

'It can't have been that bad Clay'

'You weren't there ok. Talking about an ex or past love is one thing but to carry on talking about a dead girl who you once loved like I did is fucked up man. God I'm such an idiot'

'Jesus Clay me and Jessica worked so hard to set you up with Alicia tonight' he groaned loudly

'I told you I was bad with girls but you or Jessica wouldn't believe me or that I wasn't ready yet'

'Yeah but you seemed confident whenever I saw you around Hannah' Justin interjected

'Hannah was different, she was special to me'

'In what way'

'In ways I struggle to tell anyone how I truly felt about her that sometimes words can't describe' I admitted, touching the lid of the box I held so tightly towards me

'What you got there Clay' he asked

'It's nothing Justin' I sighed, trying to shield the box away from his view. 'Justin can I ask you something'

'Anything brother'

'You've had many girlfriends before in the past right?' I exclaimed

'Yeah'

'And taken a lot of photos together probably right on your phone'

'Right'

'Well....what I'm trying to say is about the photos' I mumbled along, struggling to find the right words

'Oh Jesus Jensen just spit it out what you want to say man'

I sighed heavily before drawing up the confidence to finally tell him the truth. 'On my phone I have a ton of photos of me and Hannah together, should I delete them all to carry on my healing process and try to move on from her, from those memories together' I admitted, sitting upright and looking down on my phone in the photo gallery

'Oh Clay' he replied sympathetically

Justin got up from his bed and sat down beside me on mine, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer to him, looking down at the photos of me and Hannah as he took hold of the phone

'Don't deletes these Clay without making another copy or you'll regret it forever that you did it in the heat of the moment'

'Thanks Justin' I replied