Monday.
I woke up this morning, feeling overwhelmed and I didn't even get up from bed yet.
Recapitulating last night and everything that happened yesterday, I got up, yawning and going to my bathroom, brushing my teeth and fixing my hair.
What I was going to do today?
He said one of 'these' days.
Maybe today.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe one day before he leaves.
Oh, how I wish I wouldn't have remember that he's leaving.
But that's my reality.
And I'm not of his.
Evy have left for work early and I was at home, alone.
She left pancakes for me on the counter and the coffee machine was still warm from her breakfast.
I decided that this morning I would go for coffee instead of drinking tea at home.
I ate a piece of pancake whilst I walked back to my room and got dressed to go out for coffee.
It was the middle of august and summer was still present on the air.
In this year I've learned that in Los Angeles is always hot.
December is the only month not hotter than the rest of the year.
That's what I felt my first Christmas here.
I wear my white trainers, grey gym pants and an oversized black t-shirt that I grabbed from Mike's closet since I loved the t-shirt.
It was from one of my favorite bands, Metallica.
Mike still complains whenever he sees me wearing it.
I took the sunglasses from my desk and walked downstairs.
It was almost 9 in the morning and the sun was as bright as ever.
I grabbed my wallet and the keys of my car and walked out of the apartment.
''Good morning, Miss Williams'' Mark, the receptionist, greeted me when I walked outside.
''Good morning, Mark'' I said to him, smiling, and he nodded happily.
It must be weird for him to see me going out like this.
I usually go to Georgio's earlier to get breakfast, or I stay inside my house till midday.
I drove to the closest Starbucks and ordered something different from the usual creamy coffee.
I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating, or someone actually was spying on me whilst I was standing at the cashier, paying my order.
I didn't want to ask to the girl if she was seeing the same guy, because if she didn't see it, I would confirm I was mental and she would realize I was mental as well.
I ignored the idea and took my cup of coffee and walked out of the store.
Walking a few meters from where my car was parking, I caught the same guy, observing me, and he was holding something in his eyes level.
Is that a... camera?
''Hey!'' I shouted to the boy and when he noticed I was talking to him, he hid the thing in his hand and ran away.
''Now what the hell is going on?'' I said out loud.
Maybe that's the person sending me gifts?
What if Liam was right and he's a stalker that now is taking pictures of me?
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Tom's Sky (¡A Tom Hiddleston fanfiction !)
Fiksi PenggemarWhat do you see when you look at the sky? Do you see heaven? Do you see stars? Do you see peace? Or do you see war? What do you feel when you look at the sky? Do you feel freedom? Do you feel you will fall? Do you feel like everything could happen? ...