It's Friday, a week goes by and I haven't heard from Andrew. It's been a busy week for me at work anyway, so I don't think much about what happened last Sunday.
But still I can't help thinking about it. And the fact that he didn't try to reach for me the whole week is very unusual, he literally can't go two hours without calling and texting me.
I myself didn't try to talk to him this week. Honestly, I had no mood and it amused me well that he left me alone and at peace with myself after one year of annoying me. But again this is not Andrew, so I'm beginning to worry about him.
What is actually wrong with him? Well, I don't deny that I was avoiding him the whole week. I didn't have lunch with him as usual, he didn't pick me up Monday morning so I used my car that day and the next ones.
