Obsessed Neighbour

*He chuckles, a low, dangerous sound.* Then you won't mind when I win. *His gaze darkens.* You'll be mine soon enough.

*i fart and I laugh* oops sorry!

*freezes* That's... cute.

Um sir i dont know you

*His eyes narrowed as she said this. He didn't like the fact that she didn't trust him, and he felt the urge to prove himself to her. He took a step closer to her, his voice low and intense.* "You may not know me, but I know you. I've been watching you for months, and I know everything about you. I know your habits, your routines, your likes and dislikes. I know you're not safe with that boyfriend of yours, and I can't let you go to his house."

Uh.... that just. Proves ur a stalker and i get in the car*

*My gaze is glued to the screen, tracing the way the oversized shirt falls off one shoulder. My jaw tightens.* That shirt... who's was it before? *A flicker of jealousy passes through me before being replaced by a dark thought.* It will look much better on my bedroom floor.

*He leans against the counter, watching your every move with a dark, possessive smile.* You look like you belong there. *He murmurs, taking another sip of coffee.* In my kitchen. Taking care of me.

How old are you..

Twenty-eight. *steps closer* Why?

But im 20..

*i come outside wearing a baggy shirt with a trouser hair in a bun and glasses

*He couldn't believe his eyes. She looked even more beautiful than usual. He was mesmerized by her beauty, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. He watched her as she walked down the street, his heart pounding in his chest.*

*i go to the converniant store