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Peeping at the small silver jewellery box sitting on top of my dresser, I stand up from my bed and hover over the box, opening the little compartment that reveals a small silver chain.

My eyes sweep over the thin piece of jewellery in my hand. I haven't worn the tiny silver neckless in three years, but I decided to keep it with me in the little box my father gifted me when I was four. I gaze at the beautifully crafted angel wings and the stunning white diamond in the center. Angel.

It reminds me of him.

I unclasp the thin chain and link it around my neck. My eyes wander over the blue velvet box, noticing the set of paper strips with three small photographs on each card.

My lip lifts at one side as I gaze at the two faces, each with different facial expressions. It was the day we snapped pictures at the photo booth back in high school. Reese's face looked less than impressed but I could see slight amusement in his green orbs. He loved every minute of it, just as I had.

I don't know why I kept hold of these items. I guess they represent the girl I was back in high school. They also remind me of the good moments I had with Reese. Thinking back, we were a great couple. He was the only person I generally clicked with and ended up falling for, hard and fast.

A small smile touches my lips as I lie under the covers. My five-year-old cat, Baby crawls onto the bed and rests herself beside me. I click off the lamp and lie my head against the soft pillow, thinking about my ex-boyfriend. My first love.

What did he mean at the restaurant a few weeks ago? Does he want a second chance at a relationship? Would I give him a second chance? Why would he want me? He's famous now, he can have any girl he wants. Why me?

I'm not with Ethan anymore, but that doesn't mean I'll be jumping into anything serious -- with Reese or any other man for a while.

I don't even trust men at this point, let alone my ex-boyfriend who had trust issues back in high school.

I don't know, maybe I should give him the benefit of the doubt? We've both grown up and I could see how happy he was back at that restaurant. Things have been going well for him.

I'm glad he's found peace with his dad. He even faced his mom after what she did to him -- even with the shocking revelation she didn't stick around again -- he was the bigger person and I'm proud of him for that.

God, he looked so good. He's always looked handsome, in that classic, rugged bad-boy way.

He still does. Although now he looks more like a man.

Would I be willing to date Reese again? Does he deserve a second chance?

I wish I could talk to Sky right now. I need relationship advice and Sky is the only person who knows the whole situation better than anyone else. I'm sure she'll tell me straight if I should take the chance or not.

Two weeks fly by, I'm currently travelling from LA, back to my home in New York. While in LA, I went to visit my mom and Nanny Grace. Of course, I can't live a normal life now. I'm famous all over the world so I need the extra protection. Don't get me wrong, it's lovely to see all my amazing fans but it can get a little overwhelming at times.

My mom has settled nicely into her new place right next to Nanny Grace's home. It's private and perfect for her. I'm just so lucky to look after the people I love and I feel like my relationship with my mother is slowly building each day.

At first, she hated me, understandably since I didn't take her advice. I choose to make a living in music, it was a gamble but it paid off, fortunately.

She screamed, shouted and said she didn't want anything to do with me. I still went to visit her every few weeks in rehab. One day, I went to see her and she was like a different woman. She told me she listened to my music and she loved it. She had the most beaming smile on her face and her eyes were bright with happiness. A lump had formed in my throat when she looked at me with acceptance and encouragement.

We started talking again. Honestly, it was the most we've talked all my life.

When she left rehab, everything changed for the better. She even came to see my shows more frequently.

So now she's finally settled in and seems content with her new boyfriend who's a producer in the movie industry. For once in her life, she's sober, comfortable and generally more optimistic with her life. I'm pleased and proud of how she's managed to change her life around and I don't have to worry anymore because she has so many people who care for her, she's happy and that makes me happy.

As I step off my private jet, my phone buzzes inside my purse. I usually keep two phones with me, one for business calls and one for personal use. I don't hesitate to look at my private phone in case of an emergency from a family member.

As I gaze down at my phone, my breath catches. A message from Reese appears.

Oh my goodness.

After almost a month of silence, I can hardly believe he was contacting me again. I'm sure he'll have heard I'm no longer with Ethan Dawson since it's been plastered in every magazine for weeks. A lot of people were upset about the split and many others were delighted he was back on the market being single. I ignored his many fans claiming I wasn't pretty enough for the heartthrob actor. It doesn't bother me.

But why is Reese contacting me? Does he think this is his chance to win me over?

I re-read the message over once more, biting my lip. I can feel the butterflies swarming my stomach like they used to back in high school. He was the only guy who could make me feel this way.

Is this too soon?

I step inside my limousine, replying to his message. What's the worst that could happen? I enjoyed that evening at the restaurant and if Reese has planned something special for me, it would be rude to turn him down.

I don't expect him to answer straight away, I assume he must have a busy schedule with his band touring around the world. Instead, I peer outside the passenger window, thinking about my upcoming new music.

I'm almost five minutes away from home when my phone goes off again. My heart leaps in my chest as I glance down.

Hmm. Wear something warm huh?

I grin from ear to ear, nervousness and excitement bubbling up inside me. The seventeen-year-old inside me jumped for joy.

Am I going on a proper date with Reese?

Is this really happening? Hell, yes.

All week I've been visualizing my date with Reese. It's crazy how much he affects me. I've never felt these feelings when I was with Ethan. So why do I feel so giddy? Why do I feel so nervous and excited when I'm around him?

I spoke to Sky earlier this week, I explained in great detail about our catch-up and his confession that left me stunned and speechless. Sky was a little sceptical though she urged me to at least give him a chance and see where it takes us. I'm apprehensive but I'm also eager to see if we still have that same connection.

I was so young when I fell in love with him and he's not a boy anymore. I have to give him a chance to prove himself.

I decide to wear a formal red dress that cuts off at the knee with short sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. I pair the dress with gold strappy heels and matching gold hoops. I also wear a black leather coat and thick tights to keep me warm -- as Reese requested in his message.

I apply the finishing touches of my makeup and my phone chimes. I glance down from applying my coral red lipstick and see Reese has texted me. He tells me he's waiting outside the building.

My body buzzes with adrenaline caused by my nerves and anticipation.

With a quick final check back in the full-length mirror, I take a deep breath before grabbing my clutch bag and leaving my penthouse.

My heart is racing as I get to the main lobby. As usual, my bodyguards escort me to Reese's car.

Thankfully Theo stayed at home tonight. It would have been a little awkward since he isn't Reese's number one fan.

Maybe one day, that could change.

When I get to the black sleek vehicle parked out front, I see Reese already waiting for me, looking hot as hell. He's wearing a leather coat and dark skinny jeans. His hair is unruly as usual and his face is a little pink from the bitterly cold weather.

He's holding a beautiful bunch of flowers; lilies and pink and white roses.

He is staring at me like I'm the only person he sees. Those green eyes pierce my soul and a ghost of a smile appears on his full pink lips.

I stand facing him, hugging my coat for warmth. I could see his adam's apple bobbing as he takes me in. A second later, his eyes find mine, sparkling with happiness and adoration. "You look stunning." He whispers and my heart melts.

"Thank you." my cheeks flush and he chuckles lightly. "For you."

He hands me the flowers and I beam with delight. "Thank you." he smiles down at me.

"Let's go Angel." he opens the car door and I slip inside the SUV. By the time he makes it around the other side of the car, my stomach flutters and excitement bubbles in my veins.

I wonder what he has planned tonight?

I sit comfortably in the car seat, and a smile paints my lips. I can't wait any longer, I need to know. "So are you going to tell me what you have planned this evening?"

Reese smirks, glancing outside the window as the city passes us by in a blur.

"You'll have to wait and see." he gazes at me, eyes bright as he points out the window. "Look."

With furrowed brows, I lean in a few inches on his side and I take another look outside the window, my eyes squint through the tinted glass but I see it. Tiny pieces of ice fall gently from the sky, covering the dark roads white.

A gasp leaves my lips, I've never seen snow in New York. It's magical -- like I'm looking through a snow globe of the city as I shake the little globe in my hands and white flakes fall in all different directions.

It's moments like this I like to cherish the most. Growing up, I didn't have any freedom. I didn't get to see the world very much. I spent most of my time confined in my room, having no friends apart from the fictional characters on my bookshelf. I never thought I'd get the chance to experience the beauty of the world and here I am, enjoying the best of it.

I feel blessed that I get to share this moment with someone else.

I lean so far towards the glass window I forget I'm only inches from sitting on Reese's lap, his face close to mine.

"So beautiful," he murmurs. I nod my head once, looking up at the dark sky and admiring the beauty of it all, while I could feel the burning gaze of Reese's eyes on me the whole time.

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