𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 | 𝒥.𝒢

Stalking

It had gotten pretty late and not only did Beau fall asleep but the bookstore was closing, meaning Joe was on his way home. 

You weren't too sure what his true intentions were but you were incredibly suspicious and drawn to him, your thoughts were interrupted as you heard his car halt to a stop and park.

 You quickly dug yourself further into the bush you were using to disguise yourself and reduced your breathing. A few minutes passed and you noticed that you strangely had not heard him open the door although he left his car. 

You turned your head back to his direction and were caught off guard by his figure towering over you. You let out a loud scream and fell backwards into the grass while he chuckled beneath his breath.

 "(Y/N)..." He smiled darkly. "Uhh... listen, I know this might look bad." You gulped and anxiously played with your hair. "You must be uncomfortable on the ground, why don't you come inside?" He said calmly, holding out a hand. "Are you sure?" You stared at him with doe eyes, softly grabbing his hand as he helped lift you up. 

This could be an opportunity to find out about any dirt.

"Only if your brother doesn't mind." He replied, slipping a hand around your waist. You gasped at the sudden movement but stayed silent as he took you inside.

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"Feel free to have a seat." He coughed. You nodded and sat down, anxiously tapping your foot as he walked over towards his kitchen. 

"Can I get you anything?" He asked, pulling out coffee for himself. "It's alright." You waved him off, flickering your eyes around the room. 

"So, do you usually drink coffee so late at night?" You questioned in attempts to break the silence. "No, not usually." He said, setting down the glass. 

"Oh, I see." You bit your bottom lip. He sat in front of you, staring intently at your features while you kept your gaze on the floor. 

"(Y/N) what's on your mind?" He asked, tilting his head. "Huh?" You sparked at the sudden question. "You always seem so nervous." He sighed and stood up. 

"Are you taking notes on me?" You laughed off the comment. "Perhaps." He stood over you, staring down with a dark gaze. You held your focus on his eyes, hoping he'd break it first, but he didn't.

"I think I should head home..." You murmured. "Hm? Alright then, I'll walk you out." He backed away folding his arms. "No, that's alright." You shot up in haste and dashed towards the door, flinging it open. 

You sprinted home, your heart pounded from the overwhelming sense of feeling Joe had given you. After walking back into your apartment you paused at the doorway catching your breath, staring down at your palms they had been trembling. "Ha... Joe..." You whispered to yourself, the name rolled off of your tongue so nicely. Do I make him feel the same way...?