Patience

4. Windy

The next few days go by pretty  quickly between me adapting to the new class, town, friends. Missing home. Making my first week here eventful.....

It has been nice really nice......... Yeahhh.... Maybe......

I miss home.

Because to begin with at the apartment Steph has been like a stranger. She never really stays in... She never really studies... and she never really talks much if she is home by chance.... All she does come here for is to sleep off the alcohol ... Well not  that I am complaining. Because I like the privacy.... I like the calm atmosphere...

At school things were great. I was loving economics, bussiness studies.... These kept my brains at work... I was starting to feel like I was a nerd around here.
Well I don't mind. Better than attending obnoxious parties and getting drunk and shit faced.

Talking of friends. Molly was sweet when she was around...

Steph was sweet too.

Even Logan and Nate was cool.

But that Zed guy was a little bit clingy.

But all these were okay and tolerable. The only thing that kept nagging at my brain was HARDIN...
I still could not process what happened that day ... And the worst part is that he hadn't been in school after that. I found out Hardin hasn't told anything about that night to anyone... He didnt even reveal that he stayed the night at my place.....

This thing is eating me.. I mean could I have done possibly to make him run and dissapear .... I hate the anxiety I am getting because of the situation...

I couldn't help but think, he was kind of regretting that he helped me.

.........

It's friday night , and all I am doing is sitting here at home and thinking about, why Hardin is being confusing?

Well, somebody shoot me... 

I cant do assignment right now... So I grab my note books and shove it back in my bag pack after hours of trying to concentrate ...

My stomach grumbles in hunger.

I walk to the fridge.

"God, noooo...." I huff loudly...

I mean, why didn't I notice that groceries were running out???

Oh right, Obviously because I was over thinking about that rude ass.

I quickly go to my room put on a bra and a jeans tover the hoodie I was already wearing. I wear  my basic sneakers and yie up my hair... I grab my purse and my newly acquired car keys and head towards the door ... Yeah yeah, second hand but convinient.....

The door bell rings.

Dammit....! What? Now?. I mean who?
Steph maybe???

No ways. It's fridayyy. And its 7 pm only....shouldn't she be just starting to get drunk?

I slowly scurry towards the door. Look through hole.

Holy fuck!!!!!

Hardin??

HARDIN??!!.

NO WAY....

My heart is pumping in my chest.. I heave to calm down...

Okay Theresa... Calm down..... He isn't a ghost... He is just human.

You cannot let him effect you like this.