Driving Away

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Amelie's POV

As soon as I close my journal, my phone starts ringing and Cora's name pops up on the screen. I immediately pick it up knowing if I take too long she's gonna go on a rant about how she could've been kidnapped and by the time I picked up, she would be dead

Yes, it happened more than once.

"What's up?" I ask while holding my phone to my ear and trying to put writing utensils back in my tote bag.

As soon as I finish my sentence I start to hear upbeat music and a lot of chatting in the background and Cora doesn't answer right away, which leads me to believe she wasn't kidnapped

"Amy! You need to come to the apartment, I invited a few people over and you're missing out!!" Cora screams drunkly and happily on the other line and I have to back my phone from my ear a little bit. Cora drunk and without supervision, andI mean my supervision is an absolut no

"Cora, what are you talking about? I left home not even an hour ago" I take my phon off my ear for a seond to check the time, it's 7:03 I left it was barely 6:20. God this woman is oing to be the death of me, I can already imagine how trashed the apartment must be, cause when C invites people over and say "just the closest ones" you best believe it's half of the people from her classes.

"well a lot can happen when you leave me alone here, and with a lot of booze on the cabinets" she struggles to get the words out and I can picture here walking around the with a bottle of bacardí on her hand just chugging it, absolutely disgusting.

I sigh out a frustrated breath trying not to freak out, god damnit I cleaned the house today.

"Okay, I'm coming home. just don't do anything I wouldn't" I tell her knowing she won't listen to me anyway "Bye bitch!" She shouts and I have to pull my phone away from my ear again.

As soon as she finishes her sentence she hangs up on me and I curse her under my breath. I gather all of my stuff and grab my jacket off the bench

I stand up from the bench, throwing away my water bottle on the trash can near by and make my way out of the park. Me and cora live not very far from uni which is always a plus, sometimes we walk or take a cab which is also something I find very odd in New York, they don't really use Uber here mostly cabs, it was weird at first but now I'm used to it.

Talking about cabs, I spot one coming my way an signal it to stop and luckily it does, I greet the driver and tell him my address, well a few houses before. I never put my actual address on the final destination, judge me but I'm paranoid of being kidnapped.

The drive takes nothing more than fifteen minutes. I pay the driver mumbling a small thank you before geting off the cab that left me five minutes from my house. I'm wearing my headphones listening to Gracie Abrams, when I notice someone crossing the street and going to the same street I'm in, I don't want to sound judgy or anything but I immediately get guarded up and take my headphones off, I bring my bag really close to my body and quicken my pace.

The person keeps going the same direction I go, even turning the the corner street of my house. I start to panic and slightly look behind me and notice the person holding something on their hands and with a hood up their head. I can see my house from not far away, and I don't know how or why I do what I do but I gather every ounce of bravery I have in me and turn around stopping abruptly which makes them stop too, I open my mouth and say

"Are you following me?" I ask the person behind me that's been going the same direction as me and acting suspicious as fuck. The person just stands there dumbfounded looking at me like I'm a ghost "Excuse me?" The guy takes his hood off and soon I realize he was holding a bottle of... Vodka? And with his earphones in. he just stands there looking so offended and I wonder how he could hear me with his headphones in cause as soon as he takes them off I can hear the faint sound of music coming out.

I mean you can't blame me for being suspicious, he is wearing black had to toe and was with his hood up. His outfit is very nice though. He is wearing an oversized leather jacket and underneath he's wearing a black hoodie and and a loafer? oh my god his outfit is amazing. And so is his face... from what i can see thanks to the dim lighting of the streets, his eyes are a very light color of hazel and i can see the outline of his jawline from where I'm standing and his features are so perf-

"Hello??" He takes me out of my trance and I notice his hand waving in my face. Jesus christ... I cannot stress you enough how much I want to cave a hole in the ground and just crawl in there and be.

"Sorry I just..." I don't even know what to say and just point to my house behind me and look back at him "you know what? Just forget it, have a great evening... I'm so sorry" I wave him off leaving the guy alone, he probably thinks i'm a psycho. After I finish my sentence I turn around walking so godman fast to my house, I get there and climb up the stairs of my porch.

I grab my keys and as I'm about to open the door I hear a cough behind me and when I look back I notice the same guy standing there just looking at me. Very confused I ask him "Um... Can I help you?" The guy points to his phone that seems to have the maps on and back to my house number and looks back at me "I'm here for the party"

Oh.

I guess he wasn't following me

An outfit inspo for the stalker guy😉