It’s been years since they broke up. It was before that whenever they see each other; they’ll always talk to each other and whisper about sweet nothings and everything just under the sun. They broke up because of some silly reason called jealousy - when she saw him with another girl who she assumed was flirting with him. It sounded low, yes. But it wasn't just jealousy, you'd just have to find out. In present time, every now and then, she'd think about him making her life even more miserable than it is.

“Give me another bottle of beer!” she commanded the bartender, sitting at the bar as she said this so.

“Ella, stop it!” Jiro, the bartender, exclaimed. “Isn’t it too absurd that you haven’t forgotten about him even now?”

“As if!” Ella protested. “As if he’s the one I’m talking about here. It just so happened that I have such bad luck today, that’s why I’m spending my free time at the bar!” She continued as her head began spinning as she rested her head on the table feeling all drowsy.

“Well, if you ask me… I think he’s still included in that little insane actions of yours.” Jiro heaved out a sigh, assuming that he can’t control his friend anymore.

“Whatever!” Ella exclaimed and glared at him. “Just give me one last more, please!” She pleaded. “And I’ll head home.”

“You’re drunk!” Jiro exclaimed.

“Am not.” Ella protested. “Just look at me.” She pointed to herself and laughed as she hiccupped and stood up from her seat to quietly leave the bar.

!@#$%^&*

On the other hand, a tall and handsome man found himself stumbling upon what looked like a bar. A few steps away from him, he saw a familiar figure that looked exactly like her, who seemed like she was talking to some guy he didn’t know. He saw her standing up from her seat and lazily walking towards him. It was just then that she lost out of balance and ended up landing in his arms. Without second thought, he carried her back to his car.

“Ella…” He whispered and patted her cheeks, trying to wake her up.

“Mmm?” She looked to her right and found the man she was craving to see from all those years of shunning herself away from him. “Chun.” She whispered his name and cupped his cheeks. “I waited for you.” She cried and slammed her lips unto him.

When she did that, his eyes shot wide. He didn’t know. He really didn’t know that all the while that she was shunning herself away from him; she still loved him dearly and eagerly waited for his comeback.

“I thought you’d come back and look for me, but—“ She slammed her back once again on the seat cover and peacefully slept.

He ran a hand through her short messy hair and examined her features, which didn’t look like changed at all. She was still the same old woman who he used to love, he thought. And maybe, still loved?

All throughout the drive, she continued blabbering non sensible stuff about how she went through her bad luck for the day. Though, she didn’t control herself and let the cat out of the bag that she truly does love him still. He took her in his house and didn’t think twice whether or not he’ll let her sleep in his room. He managed to change her clothes without feeling any embarrassment and all. He thought that she should be more comfortable if he does that, anyway.

!@#$%^&*

“Urgh.” She woke up from her deep slumber, gripping on her head as if in pain. She sat up from bed and found out that her clothes were already changed. She felt nauseous, but when she saw who she was lying with, it made her feel more nauseous as she ran up the bathroom and let it all out.

“What did we do?” She asked herself, looking at her reflection in the mirror. “Why am I here? With him?” She cried and carefully walked out from the bathroom, afraid that anytime soon, he would have to wake up because of all the noise.

She again looked under her clothing and found out that she didn’t have her bra on. “What did I ever do to stumble upon this bad series of fate?” She cried and looked around the room to look for her clothing, but to her surprise she saw none.

It was then that he woke up from his sleep and found her searching for something. “What are you looking for?” He asked as she froze to the spot where her feet recently landed on. She didn’t want to look back, because she knew that if she did, she would end up falling crazily in love with him yet again. But the urge was too strong, when she looked back, she found him towering over her.

“I saw you at the bar last night.” He explained, even before she could ask him anything. “We didn’t do anything, so don’t worry.” He paused and heaved out a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. “I changed your clothes and I don’t think you’d go mad at me for doing that, right?” She nodded. “I just want you to feel more comfortable.” He walked a few steps back and opened the upper most drawer where he kept her clothes neat and folded.

“You’re still the same as before.” She complimented and smiled at him as she reached out for her clothes.

“I know.” He returned a smile and walked around to go back to sleep.

“So, that’s it?” She angrily thought to her own self, expecting that there’s something more he wanted to tell her.

“Last night…” He paused and sat up from bed. “You told me that you still love—“

“Stop!” She exclaimed and ran downstairs to escape his wrath.

He was stunned in his position that he didn’t have enough time to follow her. When he went down, he saw that she was no longer there. What hurt him is that he still loves him and that he’s willing to do everything just for her to come back to his arms where she used to belong. But then, a question ran on his mind… Will we ever see each other again?