Best friends

Oh Skittles....

I stare at the boy who has had my heart since I was twelve. I must look like an idiot for just staring at him. Suddenly, without thinking, I jump up and run, crushing him in my embrace.
He chuckles. "I'll take that as a yes." He wraps his arms around me. Breathing in, I almost faint. He smells so gooood!
Reality comes back to me and I pull back and begin to slam my fist against his chest.
"YOU! Jerk! You left! And now you think that can just show up and everything would be okay! How could- I hate-" I become a sobbing mess. Feeling embarrassed I hide my face in his chest.
His arms tighten and he sighs.
Tears still streaming down my face, I pull back and study his face. His jawline is sharp and- wow he's grown up. His lips catch my eye, and I stare, wishing to feel them against mine, but I push back and push the thoughts away. Holy Pineapple. He's still hot! Maybe even hotter! Internally swooning, a small smiles tugs on my lips.
Wait...Halsey didn't tell me, her brother was coming to visit, did she? I lose myself in thought confused until I snap out of it and my breath catches in my throat and I realize I shouldn't be thinking these thoughts or feeling like a part of me has been reunited back with me.
"Hiya Tyler." I shoot him a small smile as I see his eyes trailing up and down my body. Oh right.... he hasn't seen me like this. He only knew me as the chubby child I was.
Memories bring fresh tears to my eyes of my heartache that was done by him, how on my birthday the year I turned fifteen, he moved away to live with some relative.
Of course it was easier to convince myself that I didn't love him when he wasn't there but now that he's back.... I can't help but deny that the space that separated us did nothing to kill my feelings.
"Man! You're hot!" His husky voice breathes out.
My heart flutters...
Oh pineapple, what am I gonna do?
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^Halsey's Pov^

After a steaming shower, I walk to the couch in my fluffy green towel, searching through the basket of clean laundry for some clothes.
A knock at the door sounds.
"Ayley! It's not locked! You don't have to knock!" I call, still searching through the basket.
Grabbing a pair of Ayley's pj's, I turn to ask her if I can steal her clothes. The door opens and quietly shut.
But instead of the blue eyes, I was expecting, I stare at dirty green eyes and my heart stops. "Ethan?"
Staring at Ethan, I wonder why Ayley didn't tell me her brother was coming to visit.
Anger flows through me because if she had in fact warned me I wouldn't be standing her in a towel, staring like a doofus.
Anger soon turns into pain as I remember how Ethan left me. Ayley and I had cried together as Tyler my brother and Ethan her brother both left on her birthday. Mine going to stay with my aunt, while hers left for a private school we have no idea how he got into.
Ethan smiles at me and the memory of how he had been ignoring me before he left hit my heart hard. And I realize, I still have feelings for him.
"Hey Halsey, long time no see." His now deep attractive voice surprises me. My heart flutters with the sound of it. He opens his arms up waiting for a hug. And I can't stop myself, I find myself running to be hugged by the boy who had hurt me so many times before.
He smushes me to him and hold on tight. I know I should be angry but he's not ignoring me and he's here!..... and I'm in a towel.
My cheeks flush crimson, as I pull back and rush to my room to change.
I hear his chuckle from outside my door as I slam it.
I hurry to dress, after I'm done, I slowly crack the door to see if he's still here.
My bare arms tingle from where his skin touched mine.
Ethan sits on the couch while looking around. I study him.
Gosh, how is it possible that he grew to be even more attractive than he already was.
He wasn't the skinny twig anymore. He was bigger and buffer. And ten times hotter with his shaggy brown hair, and dirty green eyes.
The eyes meet mine through the crack of the door and he grins.
"Am I really that scary?" He jokes. I open the door more and nod.
He chuckles, looking confused. "I'm sorry?" His voice goes up at the end as if it's a question.
His voice, his smile, his everything, it's intoxicating me.
Oh Skittles....What am I gonna do?