I made it to the grocery store and back without any hick-ups which was a pleasant surprise. I can't say it wasn't without a few almost anxiety attacks. That's the problem of having anxiety the tiniest things can set you off. It's like setting a newly sober alcoholic in a bar and telling them not to drink.

"Ugh!" I said as I was trying to unlock the door and still have all the groceries in my hands.

"Here, let me help."

I turned and saw that it was Ian

"Oh my god! You're a life saver!" I said loading him down with all the groceries and unlocking the door. As the door flung open I went to take the groceries from him.

"Don't worry I can take them in." Ian said waiting for me to go in first.

I just walked right in expecting him to follow, but he just stood there.

"You can come in." I said looking him dead in the eye. He acted like nothing had just happened and walked right in.

"Where do you want these?" He asked looking around the apartment. It was a very simple you opened the door and saw the living room. Behind that was the dining room attached to the living room.

"In the kitchen, please." I said pointing that direction. He walked past me and then I followed right behind him.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" He said looking around.

I needed help hanging all the pictures all around the apartment, but I didn't know that I wanted to put him through all the hard ships of dealing with me.

"Um…Not at the moment." I said turning back to him.

"Are you sure? What about all those frames and pictures." He said pointing to the pictures that we scattered around the whole place.

"Maybe another day." I said as me and he started walking back towards the door.

"Are you sure?" Ian said as I open the door for him to walk through.

"Ya, I'm sure. I'll see you around, Ian."

"Defiantly."

He said this so confidently, like he knew no matter what happened he would run into me again. I don't know but there was something off about him, it made me nervous but it also draws me in. Like I'm wondering what he is going to do next.

I put all the groceries away, and then just lay around the rest of the day. This is what I don't like about moving, you don't have anyone to hang out with.

"I'm home!" Jess said in a sing-song voice.

"I never left." I yelled back

"You will not believe what happened!" Jess said putting her bag on the table, and then jumping on the couch next to me.

"What happened?"

"I met with my agent, and I had to fill out all these papers and you know what he told me."

"I have no idea what he told you, Jess."

"Ian Somerhalder lives in our same building!" I gave her a look of you have to be kidding me.

"I knew that, I met him this morning. He also helped me carry in the groceries." I said wondering what the big deal was.

"And you're not freaking out?" She asked with a puzzled face.

"Why is he important?"

"He plays on the Vampire Diaries! Damon!" She said yelling at me

"Oh, I knew that he was familiar." I said as if a light bulb went off in my head.

"You're such an idiot!" she said throwing her hands up in air in frustration.

"Sorry, I'm not an obsessive fan girl, like you." I said rolling my eyes at her.

Jessen went on and on about how excited she was to have a famous person living down the hall. I love Jess, but sometimes she can be an annoying little shit. At first I said an "uh-huh" every now and then, then it turned into a head nod once in a blue moon, and the nothing. I said nothing, gave her no indication that I was even paying attention to her and SHE KEPT TALKING! I couldn't help in, but in the middle of her sentence I just had to stop her.

"I really don't care" I said bluntly.

"Why wouldn't you care? I'm telling you all about the hottest possible neighbor and you just not even caring."

"I've met him, he seems like a nice guy but I just have a bad feeling about him." I said giving into the feeling that I had earlier in the day.

"You have a bad feeling about everyone. Can't you just see the good in people for once?" Jess said in the most annoyed manner, rolling her eyes. The words left her mouth and then she got off her hair and went into her room.

"So glad we moved in together!" I said with the most sarcasm I could muster.

I got off the couch and grabbed my purse I had to get out for a little bit. Jess and I have had little tifs like this all the time, usually we go our separate ways and then we come back to being friends. I left the apartment, locking the door behind me. I ran down the stairs. I knew that I needed to get to know the neighborhood, and there is no time like the present.

"Hello stranger." That familiar voice said to me.

"I didn't even see you behind me." I said with a shocked look on my face.

"I guess I'm just that quite." He said with an all knowing smirk.

"Or you're a stalker..." I mumbled under my breath. I thought I said it quite enough for him not to hear me, but I guess he did.

"I heard that." He whispered softly in my ear. I could feel him pressed up against my back. His breath was lingering on my neck.

"Can you blame me?" I said turning my head back to look at him.

"I guess not." He said passing by me. "Where ya headed?"

"I don't know, I'm just gonna try and get to know the neighborhood"

"Well, since between the two of us I've lived hear the longest it only seems correct for me to be the one to show you around." He said putting his arm on the small of my back, in a way to escort me.

"Okay…" I said not sure of what was about to happen. One thing was for sure this was going to be a night I wasn't going to forget