Why would he want me?

What the hell

Julie POV

After I woke up, I felt so much better. I really needed this personal day, and I shouldn’t feel guilty because I never miss work. I’m sitting on my couch sipping my coffee because yes, I am a coffee basically all day, kind of person when I hear my phone ding.

“What the hell, who would even be messaging me?” I stare at my phone with wide eyes as I read the message.

Unknown: Hey Julie, its Cameron from work, I noticed you weren’t at work today, and I wanted to check in on you.

I stare at the screen in complete shock, “how does he even have my number? He noticed I wasn’t there? No one notices me.” I say out loud to myself.

Julie: Hi, um yeah, I wasn’t feeling well today so I stayed home.

Cameron: I am so sorry to hear that, is there something I can do for you? Do you need medicine or maybe some hot soup. I can come by after work and bring you anything you need.

I stare at my phone holding it with a death grip “holy sh*t, he wants to bring me soup?! I must be hallucinating, am I asleep right now?” This is crazy he is just trying to be nice; he is a police officer after all, he wouldn’t have any interest in me, I am nothing. This is just a cop checking in on a citizen.

Julie: Oh my gosh, no that is unnecessary, you don’t need to go out of your way for me. I am sure you are very busy and especially after work. I am fine, really. I really don’t need anyone to help me.

Cameron: Oh, it’s no trouble and it would really make me feel better to see you, and make sure that you are alright. I am going to run to the store and get a few options and see you in a few hours.

I am frozen in place, “Cameron is coming to my apartment?” I look around and have no idea what to do. How does he even know where I live? I barely have any time to register what he said when I look down at myself and panic. I am wearing a tank top and pajama shorts, showing way too much skin.

I snap out of my panic and rush to take a shower and get dressed. I have never had anyone in my apartment before and have no idea what to do. I shower quickly, run to my closet and realize I only have work clothes, or comfy clothes.

“Ugh, I have nothing to wear.” I dig deep into my closet to try to find anything that might make me feel less insecure, and scared. After going back and forth and struggling to decide I throw on a v neck t shirt with just a little cleavage, and black leggings. I pull at my shirt and sleeves because I don’t usually have so much arm showing or even cleavage, but I can’t throw on my work clothes, especially since I didn’t even go to work.

“s**t!” I looked at the clock and it’s an hour after work got out, he is going to be here any minute.

I am pacing my living room, a ball of nerves and anxiety. I don’t know what to do with myself and frankly I am just scared to be all alone with someone I have been fantasizing over for months.

I hear a knock at the door “oh god”.

Everything feels so hot as I walk to the door and prepare to open it. I take a few deep breaths and try to prepare myself for the unknown.