29
TWO WEEKS
THEA
He walks inside my house and I closed the door for him right away. He was still bringing that basket on his right hand and I pity him for what he passed through before reaching here.
"You could've called or texted me that you were coming over. I could've told you which one was my apartment." I tell him as I walk to the couch.
He stands there alone, still with the basket on his hand. He wasn't looking at my home but instead on my face. God he gets more and more handsome when I don't see him for weeks. Is that even possible? I didn't it could be. Maybe I just REALLY miss seeing his face.
"I thought you wouldn't want that so I didn't bother." He answers.
I couldn't tell if he was being cold, awkward or shy around me. But I was sure that he is avoiding my gaze. Why? I'
