THE TRUE LOVE SURVIVES EVERYTHING SERIES : DECISIONS

someone was following me

And when I wanted to leave the office on a evening, miss design stopped me and she asked if I felt up to for going to a pub and have a few drinks? That seemed like fun.

'But first I have to take Messi out for a walk',  I said to her. That was not a problem and she said the name of the pub, when she left the office.

I thought that she invited a few colleagues, but apparently it was just the two of us. Maybe she had to discuss something with me and couldn't do that at the office, I will know it in a moment. She was very friendly and at one point I thought we were going to be best friends and that she was no longer jealous of me and Måns. 'No, only in the beginning, but not anymore, you are such a beautiful couple and you're perfect for each other', she said to me. Phew, what a relief , then we can start with being normal to each other, because those last weeks were really difficult.

But when I went in the direction of his house, I had the feeling that someone was following me , and I decided to take firmer steps and in worst case, I would call a taxi, but I was almost there and then I had my cute bodyguard with me. And when I opened the front door, he was already waiting for me, I stroked his head and ran to the kitchen, drank a large glass of water what I always did when I had drunk some alcohol and took a bottle of water with me to the bedroom.

I gave Messi some water and said goodnight to him, but I left the bedroom door open so that he could come in. He was so used to that and it also gave me a safe feeling now that Måns was away, and certainly after what had happened this evening. I was lying in bed when my mobile phone rang, I saw that it was him, he still had half an hour before he had to go on stage and then I thought, should I tell him about that feeling I had, that someone was following me, but I didn't want to worry him unnecessarily and it was just a feeling. He asked how my day went and I told him that miss design had invited me to a drink and that I had done this and it was pretty cozy, and that now I went to sleep, because it was a long day. 'OK, sweet dreams and I love you', he said and I said to him: "'Have fun with your performance , sweet dreams for you too and I love you too'. And I hung on, looked at Messi who came up to the bedroom and looked at me with sad eyes, 'Yes I miss him too', I said to him, he barked and then he went on his pillow. I closed my eyes and began to count down the days until he returned, ten more to go and then he is back again. The week that followed went perfectly normal, no-one followed me, so it was just a feeling. And when I was back at his home, there were only three days left, finally, hearing him every day on the phone is not the same. I missed his touches, his beautiful smile, and those three days flew by. I had planned for the day he came back to quit earlier at work , for the bosses was that no problem, I was well on track with everything, and apparently miss design didn't mind to stop earlier. Then I could buy groceries, because I wanted to spoil him. And apparently that was a good idea, because I was just home, when someone called: 'Honey, I'm home'. I walked to the living room and there he stood with his super beautiful smile, I smiled back at him, walked towards to him and I said: 'Welcome back, I've missed you so much'. And I kissed him passionately on the mouth and at that time we we're totally lost. Unpacking his suitcase had to wait and luckily I didn't start with dinner yet, but according to me he was returned earlier than he said.

'Yes, that's right, but we could take a flight earlier and that is what we did, because I was missing you too hard and the others missed their family too, so the decision was quickly made', he said.