I had missed her the second I stormed out of the apartment, ever so more now that we almost kissed.
I knew she was fighting it and didn't want to believe but I knew that she wanted me to so I thought of a way to see her the next day and it was successful.
I got up early the next morning and rove to her apartment then stood in front of her door contemplating on whether I should knock or just wait until her door opens and walk towards her as if I had just arrived.
I decided on the latter and when I heard the door open and closed followed by her footsteps and she rounded the corner and I purposefully ensured that she bumped into my chest and I held out my hand and pulled her to my chest as we stared into each other's eyes before I finally let go.
