Twisted Dates

Chapter 1.4(Conversation-2)

What? 

What did he just say?

Stacy! How he knew my name!!!! How??????

When he said my name, it felt like he regretted saying, cause his little secret will be out, his eyes were telling that he did it by mistake, he was looking at me, with fear of I might think of something wrong about him, and he went totally blank for a while.

I was going to question him regarding this -

"I knew your name, I heard it many times when someone calls your name, your friend in hallway; your friends in the parking area, thats why I knew your name, don't think I'm stalker or anything, Stacy"

Stacy, oh my god, when I hear his voice taking my name, it echoes inside my mind, it makes me want to hear it more. Nobody said my name this way, why everything with him is different from the rest.

"The one who says he is not a stalker, usually ends up being the stalker" I replied.

He laughed."You're funny."

"I am not joking."

His facial expressions changed, his eyes, blue eyes were looking straight into mine for a second and then started looking down, his behavior was reflecting he was sorry, and he really wants me to this topic to change.

"Okay, fine you are right, I was joking, and more to the fact I am not the girl who will ever have any stalker, my friends are far more beautiful, I have lost many love battles against my friends till I stopped myself from falling in love and my stalker will love my friends more than me, so I safe."I chuckled.

He was listening to me like a child listens to his parents when they narrate a story. It feels like he didn't want to miss a single thing.

"Oh."

And stared at me for few seconds.

"But in my opinion, you are very beautiful, rare one, the one who is the most beautiful receives the least compliments. Trust me". He replied.

His reply changed everything, its like I wanted to hear this from someone, a random person or anyone, who could just calm the chaos inside me.

"Uh uh tha--"

"Beep"

Who is this and most important question at this hour?

I  looked towards the lift, saw delivery man.

Oh no, I hope friends have not ordered this pizza, no please no, I will die. Is it cash on delivery or already paid. I hope already paid or not for my house. I am sweating, constantly praying, and saying to myself not me, not me......

Footsteps are coming closer.

"Hey man, you are almost on time, I was expecting little late delivery"

What? 

He ordered pizza, don't tell me.

"No man, at night traffic is less, so its easy and we are not always late, it happens rarely". He rolled his eyes, felt like he has said these same words million times.

"Okay man, don't be so low, thanks" he cheered him up.

"No problem, but why are you outside at night especially on Friday night?"

"Just talking to my friend Stacy" He pointed at me.

Stacy, he said it again, wow it felt so good.

"Oh, hi mam". Delivery man said.

"Hi" I replied with a smile.

"Okay then I should be going, only few deliveries left, then i'm done."

He was looking so happy, seeing him happy relaxed me.

"yeah, thanks man. See you later." He took the pizza from him.

"Bye". He left.

"Stacy, Do you wanna come inside to eat pizza?"