L U K E
I was parked in the last row of this shitty diners parking lot, waiting for my beautiful baby to come out of work.
I just want to make sure she gets to her car safely, and maybe just follow her home to make sure some weirdo isn't following her.
I watched as some prick walked her to her car, slowly leaning my chin against the driving wheel.
As she got in her car she waved a good bye, and zoomed off. i trailed not so far behind.
I had caught myself many times daydreaming what it would be like to have her all to myself already.
She was just so stunning, i would be lying if i told you i didn't fall in love with her the moment i first saw her. She was just so breathe taking.
*flashback*
I leaned my elbows on my knees as I checked my phone slightly slouching, sitting outside this crappy diner in the middle of no where.
I was waiting for my car to arrive. I had just popped a tire, so i decided to wait at this diner instead of the mechanic shop.
As i stepped inside the aroma of fresh coffee and bacon hit my nose.
I looked around searching for a place to sit, as i caught her hazel green eyes starring straight into mine.
I could feel my heart racing and my blood circulating faster through my veins.
"Table for one?" Her angelic voice asked, giving me an award winning smile
Its like my body had forgotten how to talk, and even walk for that matter.
My mind couldn't seem to form a sentence, and she just starred at me in confusion.
"um-uh yeah, yes just one." I stuttered, scratching the back of my head
"Okay" she giggled "right this way"
I followed closely behind her as she set the menu down at a table "i'll be right back to take your order" she spoke soon strutting away
And thats when i knew, i had to have her. She'd soon be mine.
*ends flashback*
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanficStock·holm syndrome \ˈstäk-ˌhō(l)m-\ noun :the tendency of a hostage to bond with, identify with, or sympathize with his or her captor. (l.h)