I heard a loud banging sound from downstairs and that instantly made me jolt from my sleep. I checked the time and it was about five minutes past noon. I slept like a baby. It sucks not being able to do anything. I came to the conclusion that since Anthony doesn't need me for anything- I could go home like I used to unless he called me. I made up my mind to talk to him about it, besides I don't see why he'd object- that's our routine.
However, yesterday was totally unexpected. Anthony was very different and I know I've been saying this a lot lately but yesterday was different. As much as I loved it- it was scaring me. I don't know if I should embrace it and go with the flow or distance myself. Everything was too confusing and with the guilt I have for my kissing fest with Harrison, I'm feeling extra shitty today.
I took a quick shower, wore an orange sundress and went downstairs in search of something to eat.