The thought of being on break for the next week had me practically floating down the aisles of the grocery store when I got there. To think, a whole week of just me and Ashton, because Ashton had sent my mom and dad on a romantic trip. No one to interrupt us at bad moments. No staying at home while Ashton is over and I'm stuck healing. Nothing but him and me in an empty house. God, it sounds like heaven! I had to chuckle at my own thoughts. If anyone could hear what i was thinking, they'd laugh at me for being such a cringy fool in love. Then again, maybe not. People, like my dad and uncle, seem to assume that I'm the more romantic one in the relationship.