I open the door to my house and walk in. I hear chattering, but as soon as they hear my footsteps, everything quiets down. I hear my mom calling: "Honey, someone is here. We're in the living room.". Oh, no. Who is it? I walk inside, nervous and anxious. I don't even have to step into the living room to know it's him. I know he is here, I just know it. I walk in, look up from the ground and there he is. I see a grin from one ear to the other appear on his face. I just stand there and say nothing. He comes over to hug me. He puts his arms around my waste and I can smell his cologne. Oh, god. I'm in heaven. I think he said something to me, but I just couldn't listen. "I missed you.", is what he whispered into my ear, before he let go of me. I can already feel my body missing him, it's getting cold without his body so close to mine. I finally find my voice again and say: "Hey, what are you doing here?". He looked at me smiling and answered: "Oh, visiting my family and I thought I'd swing by.". Before I could answer, my mom chipped in. "That is so sweet of you. Anthony, you are definitely having dinner with us!". My mom has always loved Tony, which is strange, cause she basically hates John, my boyfriend. I mean she never said it aloud, but she really doesn't have to. It shows, even if she didn't want it to. Anthony had agreed to staying and my dad had turned on the TV, while my mom made her way to the kitchen. But not before saying: " Honey, you both just go upstairs to your room, I will call you when the dinner is ready." Oh my god, are you kidding me. Somehow my legs walked me up the stairs and Tony started to follow behind.
