With the autumn sun streaming through my window and heating up my right cheek, I woke up too early for a Saturday morning. "Why is it that getting up during the week is so difficult, yet when I want to sleep late over the weekend I can't?" I mumbled grumpily to myself as I pushed my dark brown hair out of my eyes.
I turned over and pulled my duvet tightly around me resisting the day ahead. The events of last night quickly came flooding back to me and a smile spread across my face. It had been so romantic... well most of it anyway.
Josh had taken me for a delicious late dinner at one of the most popular restaurants in town, Timeless Way. He had seemed a little uneasy at first, but all was forgotten when our meals arrived. Later, while walking arm in arm down the main road, our conversation was interrupted by the sounds of a beautiful waltz being played by the community orchestra practising in town hall. Josh immediately stopped, turned to face me and bowed goofily, taking off an imaginary top hat.
"May I have this dance milady?" he said in his poshest British accent.
I smothered a laugh, got into character and pulling at the sides of my jeans, gave a polite curtsy. "Why of course kind sir, I would be delighted."
We laughed and our bodies started to move together to the beautiful melody. We were having a good time, but Josh definitely wasn't his usual self. We swayed in silence for a few moments before making our way to a bench on the deserted sidewalk. I could feel the tension in his body, but decided not to ruin the moment. At the end of the evening, he walked me home, gave me a passionate kiss and promised to see me the next day. We had planned to go hiking up Willow Ridge the next afternoon, something we both loved but didn't get to do very often.
I never did ask him what was wrong. I guess part of me was scared of what he might tell me. He had been acting strangely for the past week and you know how a girl's imagination can run wild. Was he getting bored with me? Had he met someone else? I didn't even want to think about the possibility. I decided to push it to the back of my mind and figured that if it's something serious he'll tell me sooner or later.
Snapping back to the present, I threw my thick white duvet off me and stared up at the blank ceiling. I guess I better get myself dressed. Josh and I were meeting at Willow Ridge because he had errands to run all morning. As I busied myself in the bathroom I didn't hear the many phone calls from Josh on my cell that had fallen down the side of my bed.