Angel:Why are you crying?
Y/n:Could I ever have privacy?
Angel:No
Angel:What's wrong?
Y/n:I'm just homesick. All of this is driving me insane, I just want to be home where there isn't a creepy stalker following me all the time.
Angel:Oh...
Angel:I'm sorry
Y/n:No, you're not. If you were, you wouldn't be doing this in the first place.
Angel:I'm just protecting you.
Y/n:From what? Because it seems like you're the only thing that's making me unsafe.
Angel:Do you want a hug?
Y/n:Really? You're gonna offer me a hug rn?
Y/n:I thought I couldn't see you.
Angel:Just close your eyes please.
*Y/n's pov*
I place my phone onto my bed, I wipe my tears with the backs of my hands. I hear a creak, my window opening. I take a big deep breath, trying to compose myself before I shut my eyes.
I felt the bed dip, a soft breath on my neck as arms wrap around my body. She held me tight, trying to get every part of me embraced. I felt more tears run down my cheek. I hated to admit it, but this hug has more love in it than I've felt in a long time.
Angel moved away and I got a whiff of her scent. Wait, a second. That's familiar. I know that smell, I do, I know who this is-
I opened my eyes. But she was already gone.
Who the fuck is my stalker?
