(Melissa's POV)
It's been a whole week and a half that Luis has been gone, and it was sad to admit but I actually missed him, that day he told me he was leaving, I was stunned at his good-bye, we've been having these heated moments but at first I seriously knew he was trying to get me into bed, but now that I knew that nothing happened, why had he continued playing the jerk, I guess if his confession had anything to do with it. He didn't believe in Love. He'd seen how it reduced his father to a fool over his mother, but he's never known what it was or how it looked. And either by my own imagination or I actually saw it for myself, but I saw something in his eyes, and that was the first time I had seen it in him.
After he kissed me he told me to think about how it made me feel. All those
