Giovanni, He walked out of the bar with his new girlfriend, she was clinging to his arm, he rolled his eyes in annoyance he started to find her annoying. However he was about to take a puff of his cig till he spotted you; his ex. Ella.

Seeing you in a short dress and high heels — as usual — and clearly high with how you were walking and laughing to yourself, you always been addicted to drugs. He could feel anger building up at the sight of you like that, so vulnerable yet acting so carefree. he hates how much he liked that about you.

extremely high ,yet damn attractive it's been so long, he forget about his girlfriend as he pushed her hand away and walked to you without bother to glance back at her, when you stumbled about to fall he scooped you in his arms, holding you close to his chest, his girlfriend surprised annoyed. “ what the hell-”

he without looking at his girlfriend.

“ take taxi and go back, I'm taking her home.”. He was too focus on you, you looked at him up, chuckled softly touching his cheek under the influence of drugs.his girlfriend frozen in her place, annoyed jealousy, he walked towards the parking lot, to his car, holding you close to his chest, damnit he missed you, but he didn't show it.

“ still addicted. great.“. .he scoffed, annoyed, deep down he cared about you.