Always Watching

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I honestly don't know whether to be completely creeped out or weirdly flattered but that strange lad is staring at me again.

Swear down, it feels like every time I turn around he's somewhere near by just looking at me. He doesn't even look away like a normal person would when I catch him doing it either.

Only reason I find it kind of flattering is because of how hot he is. Admittedly it's pretty shallow but he's so fucking hot it's unreal. He's about 6 foot with short chocolate curls and these beautiful green eyes. Eyes that are always looking my way.

"Is he doing it again?" Asks my best mate Zayn.

"Isn't he always?" I answer with a big grin because it is kind of an ego boost to have someone giving you creepy love stares.

Not to sound pathetic but the way my love life has gone recently I need all the boosts to my ego I can get. As far as I can tell I'm not a bad looking bloke but all I seem to be able to find are men wanting just a one night stand and nothing else.

"Do you want me to have a word with him? It's getting out of hand, at least he used to try and be subtle about it" Zayn offers as we both now look over across the canteen to the potential stalker.

"Nah he seems harmless" I shrug going back to eating my lunch.

"You say that now Louis but don't come crying to me when you find out he's living in your walls" Zayn has a vivid and morbid imagination.

"Fuck off he's not that bad"

"Wouldn't be surprised if he broke into your house to watch you sleep"

"Who would do that?"

"Probably wants to wear your skin as a dress"

"Seriously Zayn what goes on in your head? No more serial killer shows for you"

We both finish our lunch while talking about the latest Marvel movie arguing over who the hottest actor is. Obviously it's Sebastian Stan and Zayn is fooling no one by saying it's Chris Hemsworth.

The whole time I can still feel myself being watched and unsurprisingly each time I look to the other side of the canteen those green eyes are directed my way.

Heading back upstairs to our desks Zayn and I log back into our systems and get ready to continue taking customer calls at the contact centre we work at. The calls are easy enough just queries on car insurance that I could do in my sleep; which I've only done once by accident. I might have been just a little bit hung over; don't judge me at least I went into work.

My little green-eyed voyeur works on a different floor to us so I only see him on our breaks. Occasionally he's outside the building when I start or finish my shifts but not often enough for me to think it's on purpose. Not yet anyway.

Honestly I feel bad for the lad. I first noticed him looking at me almost a year ago and whenever I've tried to smile or wave at him he's blushes but gives no sign of communicating back.

I tried to talk to him a couple of months ago and all I said was "hi" and he turned bright red and ran off. I gave it a second try 2 weeks back and he blushed bright red before he ran off again.

As much as I'd like to at least be able to say hello to him I'm not gonna force it on him. He's clearly shy or something and doesn't need me making him uncomfortable by talking to him. He's happy just to look and I'm happy to let him.

I haven't really taking notice of any of my calls by thinking too much about the stalker. I really need to at least find out his name so I can stop calling him the stalker.

"Well volunteered Louis"

Hang on. That was my manager saying my name when I definitely wasn't listening at all but by the massive grin look on Zayn's face as I turn away from my screen I know he's done something.

"What sorry?" Please don't let this be too bad.

My manager Nicola looks at me and grins, this can't possibly be good. "We need someone to come in over the weekend to do some testing on the new system and Zayn mentioned you need the overtime - it's double money plus the time off in lieu"

Zayn is no longer my best mate. Zayn is a dickhead.

"Ermm I'm not sure if I can" I give Nicola my best puppy eyes and try looking as cute as possible in the hope I can get out of working this weekend. I make my blue eyes twinkle extra hard and look up at her through my long eyelashes with a slight pout.

"Of course you can. You have no plans" I hate Zayn.

"That's great then Louis I'll let security know you'll be coming in and send you an email with the details" Nicola says before going back to looking at her computer.

"I hate you" I say looking directly at Zayn so he can feel the full force of my anger.

"Aww what a cute little grumpy kitten" he laughs at me and reaches out to ruffle my caramel brown hair, forcing the long fringe section down into my eyes. Before I can respond a call comes through with someone wanting a quote on their new car. I'll have to wait to get my revenge on Zayn.