When I fell in love with my psychiatrist

Chapter Five

Oh God! What could be going on? I had never really seen that particular look on Will's face. To be fair he mostly always had either a poker face or an amused face. Earlier, he looked almost scared and he was anxious and serious.

The movers had finished bringing in the rest of my paintings and I had set up myself quite nicely. Thanks for all your help Will. Note the sarcasm.

I kept most of my stuff in my room though. It was hard enough that I was living with him because he didn't trust me enough to be sane on my own...such confidence..but I didn't want to intrude on the sanctity of his humble abode.

Will's house was everything that I expected it to be and more. It was just like him and it spoke alot about his preferences as a person. The main colours in his house were white,black and grey. Pretty basic. His white sofa chairs and couch were made of the finest leather, the glass table that stood infront of the couch was so shiny and pristine I doubted a single speck of dust had ever had the misfortune of falling on it. The mixture of colours of his carpets,walls and furniture spoke a thousand silent words. Like a poet had done the arrangement. It was so elegantly and vividly arranged and painted that his inner decor seemed to convey so much on the emotions of the person who lived in the condo. It was beautiful and deep.

You caught me. I had an eye for painting and design. I painted on my free time. It was the only thing I saw which was suited for me to convey my feelings once Will had suggested I should find an outlet for said feelings.

His house had a modern classic vibe to it. I bet he had spent a whole lot of money on this place. It suited his whole moody broody personality even though it wasn't exactly what you would call a bachelor pad. I mean I expected more of a mess but noooo.....he just had to be a neat freak too. How more perfect could he get? We would get along just fine. I was a neat freak myself and the least disorderliness disturbed me.

Will's condo was one of two on the last floor of what I knew to be an extremely expensive apartment building. One of the most expensive in our area to be precise. On my way up i had met his floor neighbor...a sweet fourty year old real estate woman with a sixteen year old daughter who didn't even respond when I greeted. Talk of rude.

After I had packed my stuff, it was already pretty much dark outside so I decided to take a bath. I was already feeling too grimy. Will wasn't still back even after my bath so with all the boring alone time I had which I was even used to, I decided to fix myself something to eat. A girl's got to eat after all.

Will's kitchen like his living room was pristine,neat, up to date and had the best appliances known. Huh. Who knew Will cooked? So I did the next conpletely logical thing that came to my mind. I peeked into his fridge.

Let me tell you something now that you should never forget. You can tell alot about a person from what is in their fridge. I mean A LOT. So to say I was pretty curious to look into his fridge would be a major understatement. I was really curious.

There were some eggs..flour..bacon...huh he takes breakfast seriously...so many spices and fruits..oooh someone's a healthy eater... and there were two bottles of Merlot. Ooooh classy. I didn't open the freezer part because I had seen what I wanted to see.

I knew now that Will could cook...yum...and he was a very very healthy eater. Boriiing. The wine was a step up though. I was inpressed.

I fixed myself some bacon,eggs and a glass of milk. I know what you must be thinking. 'Breakfast food in the evening Aria? Really?" well think all you want. I firmly believed that particular food shouldn't be dedicated to only one part of the day. I mean...you must not only wait for morning to eat bacon and eggs. Eat it when you see fit. That was my principle. Eat it when you see fit. And I wasn't ashamed of it so judge all you want.

I wanted to make some for Will but I didn't know what he preferred plus I was still kind of cross at him for leaving me like that since morning and being away for a whole damn day when he was supposed to be welcoming me into his house. Worst of all, he didn't even give me an explanation. So I ate my food in silence, washed the plate, wiped it, put it back in the rack and settled on his surprisingly comfortable couch in my pajamas playing candy crush on my phone....not like I had any friends to text or call anyway.

I must have played for a while then fell asleep because next thing I knew I was in somebody's warm strong arms being carried bridal style.

I started to jolt awake but a quiet voice whispered a 'shhhh sleep' so I did just that and snuggled in even more into the person's arms. Lord God was this comfortable.

I know I know....why would I just wake up to some strange person carrying me around...he might be a kidnapper after all and instead of kicking,screaming and crying for help i instead snuggled in more? The thing is,in my sleepy haze I wasn't exactly ready to figure out that logic and the arms around me were so warm and comfortable. Plus...do you really think a kidnapper would carry his kidnapped bridal style? Why even go through all that trouble? If I were a kidnapper I'll just sling the kidnapped over my shoulder or put her in a sac and go my merry way. Seriously. And if I was actually being kidnapped you might ask? Oh..hehehe...oh poor poor kidnapper. He would truly hate to have kidnapped me.

The arms gently lowered me unto soft fresh sheets and pulled the blanket over me. It was then that I found my voice in the darkness of the room.

"Will? Is that you" I found myself asking softly.

There was a pause like the person was contemplating his answer.....and then..

"Yes Aria. It's me." he replied softly.

Wait why were we whispering? Anywho...

"I waited for you all day" I whispered so low that when he paused again I didn't think he heard.

"I know and I'm sorry. I had something to take care of."

"Will you tell me what it is Will?" I asked and he sighed lowly.

"Good night Aria" he said evasively and left the room leaving me with an unanswered question. I did not take long to fall asleep after that. It almost seemed like the whole conversation was a dream when next I woke up. Almost.