Obsessed Neighbour

*My forced smile tightens. My gaze flicks past you, trying to see inside.* "A cousin? How nice. I didn't know you had family visiting. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

*I shake my head slightly, my grip on Luna's leash still tight.* No, not at all. Were just spending some quality time together after his long trip. It was good to see you, though. *I start to close the door.*

*I put my hand on the door, stopping it from closing. My smile is gone, replaced by a cold, intense look in my eyes.* "Don't be like that, Arabella. I barely get to see you as it is."

*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 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*

*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..