Stalking My Future Husband (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5

Alice's pov

Throughout the day, I tried my best to avoid Liam. I still can't believe he caught me yesterday. I was doing so good with the stalking thing and then my stupid phone had to ruin it all. I wonder what he's going to say. He probably thinks I'm more of a freak than he originally thought. I knew that my staring at him through science class freaked him out already.

But now he probably thinks I'm mentally crazy. I just hope he didn't tell anyone. Then I would be known as the girl who sneaks into boys locker rooms and takes nude pictures of them while changing clothes.

Despite getting caught, I am happy I got that photo of him. I absolutely love that photo with him in just boxers and looking at the camera with a what-the-fuck face.

After I got home yesterday, I printed that nude picture of him five times on copy paper. One photo was normal and the other four had different effects to it. I put them up on my wall next to my bed that way I could just stare at them until I fall asleep.

I've had many dreams of Liam, but yesterday lets just say my dream was defiantly R-rated.

Now it was time for the class I was dreading the most. I sat down on my chair and tried thinking of reasonable excuses as to why I took that photo of him. But before I could think of anything, he came in.

I quickly put my head down trying to avoid his eyes. I still wasn't ready to talk to him after that embarrassing incident yesterday. I heard the chair next to me moving, meaning he was sitting down.

I then felt him poking me!

I can't believe he was actually making skin-to-skin contact with me. It just reminded of my dream last night, which made blush hard.

I knew I couldn't avoid him forever (and trust me that is the last thing I will do), so I just looked up from my desk and looked him straight in the eyes.

"I-I'm sorry" I stuttered. I knew it was wrong of me to take a picture of him like that.

"Why did you do it?" He asked.

Shit! Shit! Shit! What was I supposed to say? I couldn't just tell him 'oh you know just because I'm freakishly obsessed with you and think about you almost every minute of my life!'. No, I wasn't that crazy.

"I-I'm writing an article about the hottest bodies to mankind and y-you seemed like an eligible candidate"

Ugh! I'm pretty sure that lie didn't help at all. It still made me sound like an obssessed freak. He looked at me with the same what-the-fuck face as in the photo. It was silent for a couple of seconds before he spoke again.

"So you decided to take a nude picture of me for your article?" He asked.

"Exactly"

"That's bullshit" he said while glaring at me.

Shit. I thought I was a pretty convincing liar. I guess not. I didn't know what to do, so I just stayed quiet. Then he asked the most dreadful question known to mankind.

"Are you stalking me?"

"N-no w-why would you think that?" I stuttered.

"Well, you did follow me into the locker room like some sick pervert and watched me undress. Not only that, but you did take a photo of me"

Well, when he puts it like that it does kinda make me look like a pervert. I can't deny that I kind of am when it comes to Liam. But I wasn't going to let him think that.

"That was only a one time thing" I lied. He wasn't going to know that I do indeed stalk him. I don't even know why he would ask me that. Did he actually expect me to say 'yeah Liam, I do stalk you'

Mr. Halt started to teach, so our little conversation was over. I actually managed to pay attention to the teacher instead of staring at him. I decided I really need to be more careful next time and try to be friends with Liam. I just hope I can control this crazy obsession I have for him.