Because we're two different people.

William the parishioner

ELIZABETH'S POV: THE NEXT MORNING

i woke up by the birds singing, i expected to be laying down in a police car but instead i was laying down in the bed i wake up in every morning, i was honestly suprised, how did i even get here? i don't remember waking up whilst walking to my room, nor did i wake up after falling asleep, because if i did, i would've remembered, i can tell you that. but i did hear someone saying my name and felt 2 arms slipping underneath me, then holding on tight onto my body parts, i don't remember what happened next though......wait! i remember, i opened my eyes for like 3 seconds and saw the familiar sullivan face. i remember grabbing his hand and saying thank you, after that i really don't remeber anything. so sullivan carried me upstairs then, shit, he saw my messy room, i mean, not that i care or something but it must've scared him off in like "oh no she's a messy type, no no, i don't wanna hang out with her anymore" probably not though

and then finally i looked at the clock

10:20

shit, Sid asked me to help him with cleaning the church floors, why aint Mrs M doing that? you could ask yourself, well, she has to do other things, like...well i don't exactly know what, but she told Sid it's way more important than cleaning the church floors.

i quickly get up and get changed into my working clothes, brush my teeth, i didn't have time to shower so i'll just do that later today

i run downstairs and there he is, sitting with wide open legs at the kitchen table, drinking milk. he looks at me, he smirks and winks, and whilst walking past him i intentionally walk against him

'oi!' he laughs, so do i, i then say goodmorning to father brown and Mrs M and sit down

'those scones look delicous Mrs M' i say whilst trying to take one but she pushed my hand away and looks at me with her death-angry-do not dare to touch stare, so i back off and keep my hands home

'you can take a sandwich with marmelade' Mrs M then says, she hands me the bread and (aggresivly) takes the marmelade from father brown, i don't know how he lives like this every day, but he's capable of doing it so respect for him, and he also just keeps smiling like he's an idiot who just got asked in which country he lives, i don't get how.

i quickly make my sandwhich, and when i'm done i leave together with Sid.

IN THE CHURCH 1 HOUR LATER:

we hadn't even reached the half yet or we were already sitting down on one of the benches, tired as expected.

'you still owe me my money' sid suddenly said. i let out a little laugh

'would you mind if i liked him in a friend-way?' we still didn't look at each other. he was quiet for a while, he just kept staring at the bench in front of us.

'if you think he's right in everything, yes i'd mind, but if you just think he is "kind" which he is not, than thats alright, i can't force you to not like him' i could sense the sarcasm in his voice

'he defintly isn't right about everything' i said whilst going trough my pocket hoping to find 10 quid. i soon find some and hand it to him, he looks at me with his "i'm accepting you but don't go any further than this - face" i slightly smiled, to let him know that wasn't gonna happen, i mean, i'm not lying am i? our relationship isn't gonna go any further than this, we'll stay friends till the end of eternity, but no more than that

after a while of daydreaming he brutally and unexpected stood up, and looked at me in curiousity when he noticed i wasn't getting up

'there is so much work to be done' i complain, he chuckles