Her stalker

Chapter 2

Y/n rode the elevator up to apartment slowly. Her feet hurting slightly and really hungry. Upon reaching her door she saw the white roses laying on her floor. She picked them up smiling. Looking up she saw the note on her door. She opened the door and set her dress and flowers on the table. Sitting down on her couch she opened the letter and read.

· Happy Birthday Gorgeous! Enjoy your flowers<3 ·

"How sweet I wonder who its from?"
She looked all over but found no sign of who the sender was. Regardless she looked out the window and smiled. Maybe it wasn't gonna be such a bad day. Checking the time it read 5:49.
"Shit!"
She still needed to get ready and clean the apartment. She took a big sigh and started to pick up the apartment while playing music.

Damien got back in his car and drove off. When he arrived back to his house his dog jumped up to greet him.
"Hello princess!"
She rolled on the ground and licked his hand. He walked into his house and layed on his couch. Pulling out his phone he looked at the pictures he took. She was stunning in his eyes. It had been so long since hed seen her last but he never forgot how he felt.
"My dear~ someday you will love me how I love you."

Sweeping the sweat from her forehead she looked at her now clean apartment. She checked the time ·6:15· on the dot. Perfect, she went over to her bathroom and started her make up. The loud music still playing from when she was cleaning the house. Upon finishing her make up she got dressed and checked the time one last time ·6:48· perfect.
"Just in time. How do I look mom?" She looked up at the picture of her mother in the corner of her mirror. Her mother was in Australia. No she wasn't dead she just didn't have any connection to her.

Y/n rode the elevator down stairs and called for a taxi. On her ride to the restaurant she called her friend, rebecca.
"Hey becca!"
"Sup girl! you almost here?"
"Yea I'm just around the corner ill be there in 5."
"Okay see you then!"

She stepped out of the taxi and waved bye looking up at the big building. She smiled and walked in looking for a table with a red curly headed girl. She found her and sat down at the table with her.
"Omg there you are!"
"Hi becca~"
"Omg happy birthday your getting old tho don't ya think?"
"23 isn't that old becca."
The both chuckled a bit and waited for the waiter. When he finally arrived, becca looked up and her mouth, well to put it bluntly, hung open.