Billionaire's Childhood Love

VI. Kick Ass

Hailey's POV:

Josh stands there, staring at me like I'm a ghost. Steadily, I stand up, placing both hands in the air. "Ooooh...I'm a ghost," I joke, with a forced smile on my face while my head motion left and right.

However, I would do anything right now to break the awkward tension between us.

He didn't respond.

I continue to stand there still with two hands in the air and an overly awkward smile to accompany it. I began forcing out a laugh, attempting to break the excruciatingly uncomfortable tension lingering between us. Bystanders were passing by us, eyes gazing at me, probably wonder why I have both hands in the air.

Josh's eyes move from my face, very slowly down my body. It takes all I had to not swallow, feeling as if he was checking me out. "You look...different," he finally said.

The heavy luggage wheels pass us, accompanies by various voices.

I place my hands to the side, scratching my neck. A short chuckle lingers in the air. "Oh...you notice?" I said in my horrendous comedian voice to prevent myself from running back into the airplane. "I can't believe you noticed how I...cut my hair," I said, remembering how I had a trim d two days ago. I don't usually cut my hair that often since Josh said he likes it long.

He lifts a brow, eyes dropping from my face towards my body then back to my face. "Yeah...the haircut...That's it," he mumbles.

A man in a suit steps up, and I recognize it was Joel, the Greyson's private driver. "Welcome back Miss Hailey," he greets.

I nod, "Hello Joel."

Initially, it was supposed to be Josh who was going to pick me up, but Josh's mom profoundly rejects the idea and whatever Josh's mom says - goes.

Joel turns towards Josh who's still staring at me. "Ready to go Young Master Joshua?"

"Joel...How many times do I have to tell you? Just call me by my name."

The tip of my toes fidgets with one another. I thought by now; Josh would greet me with a giant bear hug like he always does.

Joel smiles, "And I said I would only-"

Josh grunts, "Only when we are on private because we have to uphold an image...I know," he grumbles.

Joel left the airport to get the car while Josh and I silently stand beside each other. Josh turned back toward me, but his eyes were avoiding me as he scratches his head. "Should we go?" he chuckles anxiously.

I nod, then turned to grab my bag. "Here I got it," he mumbles, taking the bag from me. His eyes match mine as his brows furrows, but he continues walking out the airport.

Once we reach the exit, Josh and I stand there, staring at the passing cars in front of us. I wrap my hands around my arms, feeling my body trembles at the slight breeze. Scrunching my nose, a quick sneeze exit follows by watery mucus.

Feeling warmth wrap around me, blood flow towards my cheeks. I hold onto Josh's sweater, knowing there was a smile on my face as he turns his body towards the direction of the wind, blocking it.