Knock knock knock.
"I got it!" I called quickly to Brian who was in the other room.
I stood up from the living room couch, putting down the things I had been working on for my uncle and stretching out.
Two days had passed since I had gone to the recording studio and had an asthma attack. Brian completely blew his lid when he found out and ordered me to stay in the flat until I was fully better.
It gave me some time to think, but it mostly made me begin to over think.
I thought about my father and the new family I had just found out he had. My head was spinning with questions, and I wasn't sure what to do about it anymore.
"Cyn!" I exclaimed after swinging open the door hastily, seeing Cynthia's dark brown eyes sparkle.
"What are you doing here?" I blurted joyfully bringing her into a huge hug.
"I'm breaking you out." She smirked playfully with a devilish look in her eyes as we broke apart.
"You're speaking my language." I grinned, mirroring her expression.
She laughed with amusement.
"John and I have the group over and I was wondering if you wanted to come over for a drink?" She asked hopefully with a large smile.
"Of course! I would love to." I gushed, longing to leave this house arrest for even just an hour.
"Can I go?" I asked giddily looking to Brian at the kitchen doorway who was eavesdropping on the conversation.
He looked taken aback that I had noticed him listening in and for a moment then began to contemplate.
"I'll be very careful with her Brian." Cynthia batted her eyelashes innocently looking over to him.
He gazed at me deep in thought.
"It's not my decision. Poppy's an adult now." He sighed and nodded looking away from me.
I frowned slightly at his downcast look. There was something more behind that answer, I would have to ask him about it later when it was just him and I.
"Thank you Brian." I grinned before walking over to him and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Promise you'll be safe?" He asked with a small grin.
"I promise." I smiled reassuringly before turning back to Cynthia.
"Give me a minute?" I asked with a bounce in my step.
She nodded and I ran to my room to put something on. I grabbed a light blue shift dress and changed from the loungewear I had on, making sure to grab my purse and returning to Cynthia.
"I'm ready." I exclaimed delightedly.
We left the flat and began to walk to the elevator.
"So, Poppy, how has the moving on been going? Meet anyone new in London?" She asked sweetly.
I blushed a deep red.
"Oh, no no, I haven't even thought about that much." I lied.
"Really?" She asked seeming to know something.
"Yeah." I replied sounding slightly unsure of myself.
"Because you have George back." She nodded smiling.
