Joshua enter Emily’s room and sat down on her bed. He laid down where Emily would always sleep. On nights when he sneak in her to see that’s she’s resting comfortably, she would wrapped herself in his jacket or shirt. She would held his piece of clothing close to her and fall asleep.Joshua smiled at the thought of seeing Emily holding onto his piece of cloth."How I wish you really do miss me as much as you pretend to," he thought. Memories of their past came tumbling through his mind.FLASHBACKIt was a bright and sunny day.Joshua was fourteen years old. His grandfather and him went out that weekend. They were out fishing on the grand lake. His grandfather brought his boat and they were going to drift along the shore catching some bass and catfish for breakfast. After that they were going to rest up in their cabin and enjoy the afternoon. Once they’re done they were going to watch the sunset under the evening sky.It was early in the morning when they were unpacking.“Grandfather,

“Emily,” said the front receptionist. “Yes?” questioned Emily. “There’s a man by the name of Joshua waiting for to meet you.” “Joshua?” “Yes. Joshua MacClare.” “Oh.” “Yes, ma’am. He said you would know him if I tell him your full name.” “Humph. What does he want?” asked Jordan. Emily put up her hand and walked around the corner. There she saw that it was indeed Joshua. He was waiting in the front desk. He had a basket of flower with him. “Tffft,” she scoffed. “Ma’am?” asked the receptionist. “Let him wait.” “Okay.” Emily stopped and turned around. “If he asked just say that I’m here but I’m busy.” “Alright.” Emily turned around and walked away. She pressed the elevator button to come to the floor. “Oh, that’s a first time that you rejected seeing your lover,” said Jordan. “Ex-husband,” said Emily. “Right.” Emily remained quiet as the elevator door ding opened. She stepped into the elevator and watched as the elevator door closed. “I’m sorry sir, but our CEO’s grand

When Joshua came home, he sat back down on Emily’s bed. He laid himself back down on the bed. He turned to his side and pretended that she was sleeping next to him. He said, “Emily, I really missed you. How I took you for granted.” He closed his eyes and another memories flashed through his mind.The next following morning he took the basket of flowers and went outside to the garden. He then put the flowers he plucked for her and dug holes and replanted them back into the ground.“What are you doing, young master MacClare?” asked Butler Shawn.“Planting,” replied Joshua.“Planting?”“Yes.”“What?”“These flowers.”“Huh?” asked Butler Shawn, leaning over Joshua’s shoulder.Joshua was digging holes with his hands and putting the flowers into the hole and burying the tip of it.Butler Shawn frowned as that is not a way to plant flowes and there is no way those flowers would survive being planted in like that without any roots.Joshua made space and planted every flowers from his basket.

“Ouch,” cried Emily. She was rubbing her hands. “What’s wrong?” asked Joshua, he ran back to her. “I fell and scrapped my hands.” Joshua lifted her sleeves up and saw that she was indeed bleeding. Her skin was scrap and some of her skins were peeled back. He blew on her elbows to try to help ease her pain. “Ouch,” said Emily. “Stop moving,” said Joshua. “But it hurts.” “I know, that’s why I’m blowing on it.” Joshua leaned into her and blow on her hands again. Emily looked at him and was admiring his handsome face. How close he was to her. She smiled and the pain in her hands was suddenly gone. “Come on, let’s go. There’s a first aid kit in the cabin.” Emily nodded. Joshua stood up and helped her get up on her feet. “Ow,” groaned Emily. “What’s wrong?” asked Joshua. Emily bent back down. Her knees were also scrapped and she was bleeding. Joshua gasped. “Oh, your bleeding.” Emily nodded. “Come here.” Emily walked to him. Joshua in one swoop lifted her into his arms. “

FLASHBACK JUNIOR YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL (Third year of high school) “Joshua, did you hear that we got a new student?” asked Victor. Victor is Joshua’s best friend. “Oh, do we?” questioned Joshua. “Yes, I heard that she’s pretty smart, so she’s in a few class with us.” “Oh. That’s cool.” “I heard she’s cute too.” “Hmm.” “What? As handsome as you are, shouldn’t you be surrounding yourself with girls.” “Pfft.” “What? You don’t seem to be interested in any girl at all. Why is that?” “I know,” said Dan. Dan was Joshua’s second best friend. “Who?” asked Victor. Joshua stared at Dan. “He’s not into girls, but guys,” laughed Dan. Joshua said in a nonchantantly voice, “No. I’m into girls.” “Then who?” asked Victor. “Not saying, Not telling. Not caring.” “Oh, then maybe you’re interested in girls from other school?” “Maybe?” “Who?” Joshua stared at Victor and didn’t say anything. “Fine,” pouted Victor. “But what about our school?” asked Dan. “What about our school?” asked