Storm (6)

1:18 A.M I’m twisting and turning, having images that appear from the movie. A couple of minutes later I decide to take a shower keep my mind occupied, even though it’s late. I got out and I felt a little better. I put on a fresh pair of long pants and a pink tank top. I lay on my bed trying to go back to sleep.

I guess my mind wondered off and I started getting a fever without noticing. I closed my eyes, and I started hearing footsteps. I get up and start getting a head ache.
I run to the bathroom and get an Advil for the head ache.

I wanted to take Nyquil, but I didn’t have any more. I scared and everywhere I turned I would imagine dead people there; I didn’t know I was such a scary cat. I decide to leave the house, but I didn’t know whether to go to Chris’s or Nathan’s house. I know Chris more, so I decide I would go to Chris’s house. I didn’t think I would have to call, because I warned him I would come, so he would be aware. I got my suit case and I put some extra cloths for tomorrow.

With my hair still wet, I brush while grab my cell and my keys. I put on a coat and head out, lock the door and walk to the elevator; I go in and push the "B1" button. I get to the basement, and since its 1:46 it would be empty. I walk fast towards my 2009 Mini Cooper Clubman, knowing that my imagination will wander again. I put my suit case in the back seat. I drove out of the basement, and headed towards Chris’s house.
I drove trying to figure out where he lives, reading the address. I should have bought the GPS, my mom always insisted but I would never agree with her. I drove; the weather was windy and cold. All the stores were closed.

When I got to his house, it was a big house, the type of house that a doctor could afford. I parked in his drive way next to his mustang. I got out and knocked on his door. He opened the door looking sleepy.

"Hey Chris, I couldn’t sleep. Is it ok if I spend the night?" I asked nervously, not wanting to go home.

"YEAH sure, I’ll show you to the guest bedroom." Chris took my suit case and showed me to the guest room.

We both entered the bedroom.
The bedroom was so elegant, everything matches. The bed has beautiful, it has khaki silk blankets.
The bed was complete with the comforter, pillows, matching lamps, sofa and a lot more. It looked really comfortable. He put my suite case on the bed.

"Thank You. I just don’t feel comfortable in my apartment. And I promise, it’s only for tonight." I promised him hoping this doesn’t bother him.

"It’s Problem. I’m just going to go now; I have to work tomorrow in the afternoon. Good night." He smiled and walked out of the room.

When he left I went under the covers and turned off the lamp from the side of the bed. I looked around feeling better, that Chris is just across the hall. So I actually wasn’t really alone.

In the morning, I got up to find Chris walking out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I covered my eye fast, and tried to pass him without him noticing, but it didn’t work.

"Good Morning, Angela. How was your sleep?" Chris asks.

"It’s was good, no problems. Thank You for letting me spend the night. " I thank Chris while trying to only look at his eyes and not below. I was so nervous, I think Chris noticed.

"Well if you want to eat, the kitchen is down the hall to you right." He said with a huge smile. He was probably thinking that I was a weirdo.

"Thanks" I turn fast not wanting to see his well built chest, I would turn tomato red.

I entered the kitchen and saw a huge refrigerator. The counter was beautiful; it’s made of pearl stone. The Island was the same as the counters; the stools that sat in front of the Island had white leather cushions.
I opened the fridge, and got out the milk. Looked through the cabinets to find cereals.
First, I found a bowl and poured the cereal, then poured the milk. I sat on the stool and ate my cereal.

While I ate the cereal, Chris passes by and gets his coffee from the coffee maker.
Chris was wearing black dress pants and a white buttoned shirt with a black tie, he looked really hot.
I think he would be a nice hus- wait WHY am I THINKING THIS?!
I just MET him, I don’t ever KNOW HIM!! UGH, ANGELA think of something else!!!

"Angela?"

"Yeah?"

"It’s Saturday, so I’m coming early from work."

"Don’t worry; I’ll be out before you get here."

"No it’s not that. I thought we could do something today. If you want? "

"Awe, that’s sweet. But you don’t have to waist your day with me."

"It’s not a problem. Well...I have to go, so... when I come back you tell me ok?"

"OK"

Chris finishes his coffee.

"Well, help yourself with anything." Chris come towards me and kisses me on the cheek then, leaves.

I stayed shocked at what he did. But when he gave me the kiss, an electric shock went through my back making me want to feel that again. Like a husband saying "BYE" to his wife.
I went outside and waved bye to him.

I went back in, and took a shower. Got dressed with my track pants and a hoodie, since it was still cold.
I looked around the house, familiarizing myself of what rooms were which.
The living room and huge, It had a big screen TV on the wall and a lot of DVD’s on the side. I spend my whole day watching movies, cleaning the dishes, and cleaning Chris’s room and the room I was in.

I made my bed and put away the Chris's dirty clothes on a pile, I actually didn’t know where the laundry basket was. So I put it all in one place, the bathroom. I walked around his room, and saw that his bed was already made, he's really organized.I’m a shy person and I don't like to go though other people’s stuff, other people would definitely would, but I wouldn't. So I would have to wait all day for Chris to come home.