[C] In Your Arms

friends?

"What the hell are you doing, Ainsley?!" Anderson shouted, obviously angry. "Are you supposed to be rude to my friends?"

I am so damn pissed off. Rude? It was awkward!!

"What did you say?! I was not rude to Brooke or any of your friends at that!" I answered, trying to keep my cool. Eventually, I just unleashed all of my anger at him.

"If you were not sensitive to my feelings, Anderson, that shouldn't have happened in the first place! How dare you, Anderson! You're such a complete idiot!"

I ran as fast as I could until I could reach my house. 

It was empty. No one was there.

I locked the door as fast as possible and went upstairs to my bedroom.

Damn!! That complete idiot! He just went way too far with me! I am so damn pissed!

The next day, I saw flowers on the side table beside my bed. Then, I got up and saw...

Anderson was cooking breakfast. In my house.

I smiled and thought to myself: What a nice man this one is. Lucky I have him.

I saw on the table a note and some pancakes. I read the note.

Dear Ainsley, 

I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday. Well, I was just out of my mind then. I decided to look out for your house and cook you some food and ended up sleeping here. Here's some pancakes and eat a lot!

Love, 
Anderson

How sweet.