Crazy for you

Ciara

Tom's POV

She looks extraordinary doing absolutely fucking anything. She had just walked out of her afternoon English class, waving goodbye to her teacher. Today she wore a maroon colour sweater, black leggings and black vans to match. Her hair was braided. It rested on her left shoulder.

I watched as she walked past me down the hall. One day she will see me, I will make her see. She will be mine.

Because if I can't have her.... no one can.

I closed my locker and kept a bit of distance between us as I followed her, she's heading to her geography class.

We only have one class together which is math, although sometimes I see her in the library. However it is not enough time throughout the day for me to see her so I look out for her in between classes and at lunch.

She walked into her class, smiling at her classmates as she made her way to her desk. I made a mental note to make sure she has a desk in her room when I take her.

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I followed close behind her as she walked home, at this point it was normal. She never noticed me and I am going to keep it that way, at least for now.

I walked off into her side yard, waiting for her to enter the house. When she did I stood patiently to see the light in her bedroom turn on. I waited and waited, what's taking so long?

Normally it takes her exactly 21.39 seconds to walk in, take off her shoes, grab water from the fridge and head up to her room.

Ciara's bedroom light finally turned on. I stood in silence, waiting until she appeared in the window while taking off her backpack before I walked away.

It's so infuriating that I cannot just go up there and take her now, but I know I can't. I must wait and gain her trust. That's when I strike.

That is when she will finally realize she's mine, she needs me.

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