Stalker (A CreepsMcPasta Love Story)

When I grow up I wanna be famous

It was a sunny afternoon in a medium town in north England. I just got out of the bus from London. It was my first day here. My name's....I'm not gonna tell you that....just call me Conny. I am 17 and I came here from Sydney, where I used to live before I applied for college. I like reading novels about paranormal stuff and I occasionally write horror stories. I never had many friends, mostly because I have my own world and it's hard for me to make friends.
I looked around me. The bus stop was 5 miles away from the house that my parents did rent for me to live in. I did sigh, took my bags and went down the road to go straight to my new house.
*CreepsMcPasta's POV*
I was sitting in the livingroom, playing Pokémon Y when I heard the doorbell and I went to check what it was. I opend the door and there she was....well, she didn't ring, it was just the postman, but that's when I saw her for the first time. She walked down the road with such grace, such...elegance...I couldn't help but just to stop and stare at her. She looked weird at me as I had my mask on and she opened the door to the house. I never seen her before in my life but this moment struck me and I knew she was the ONE. I took the letter from the postman and went into the living room back again, peaking out of the window just to see her once again. There she was, the bags she carried with her were now in the corner of the room and she took off her jacket. She was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, the casual look, but it looked like royal clothes on her. I watched as she moved around the place, curiously looking at every spot. She seemed like an angel send from hell to drag me down there.
I spend the whole night watching as she was running around the place, moving things to her own taste. The room looked fabulous after she re-decorated it. It seemed like she had a lot of fun doing that. I could't help but stare at her, admiring her beauty. Finally she turned out the lights and dissapeared. I went upstairs to see if I catch her sight again and luckily there she was, heading to the bathroom, only having a bathrobe on. I couldn't help but imagine her naked body hit with hot water. It made me excited, but at the same time this fantasy did frighten me. I never felt that way towards anyone, not even Josey. After a while which seemed like an enternity to me, I saw she appeared in the room again, this time a towel wrapped around her wet body. She seemed relaxed and I watched as she jumped into the large bed and fell asleep instantly. Her breathe was stable, her beauty not even slightly bit dissapeared after she driffted off to sleep. She resembled Sleeping Beauty. She was my Sleeping Beauty now. And I knew I wanted her more than anything else on this world and take all as it might, I will make her mine.