I miss you...

Precious POV

Wait, he was here?

That thought snapped me out completely like a bucket of water and I pulled away quickly but still enough to see the hurt that flashed through his eyes.

"How are you here? How did you know where I live?" I fired the questions at him.

My body was excited and nervous that he was there.

Why was I nervous?

Granted he hurt me, but I have never gotten the image of him out of my head.

"What no hello? How are you?" he playfully smiled and I just glared at him making him gulp.

He had a playful side to him that I had missed so much. His ability to either lighten or darken the mood always made me intrigued by him.

"You know what I mean Ethan, what are you doing here?" I asked in an indifferent tone.

As much as I knew that I was the one hurt, I was happy he was here, and that pissed me off.

"Can we go somewhere to talk?" he asked quietly looking around and I noticed that we had managed to pull a crowd.

I chuckled at people’s reactions. It was not every da