The Stalker-- sorry My Stalker

Chapter 14: what?

Ello Chaps! Chapter fourteen is up! Wo! I was thinking over my character choices. Cause I was thinking Luke should be Luke Hemmings. But then it was like... I think Thomas should be Luke cause they have some type of the same description. Then I saw Batman vs superman Sunday. And I'm like Luke could be Superman and Thomas Luke Hemmings. Idk. My mind is off today. TOO early. Well, hope you enjoy the chap.

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'You mean; whatever's typed, typed.'

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"Thomas!" I yelled, looking at my window. Furrowing my eyebrows together.

I walked out of bed. Absentmindedly, to the window. Thinking oh it's just the stupid squirrels again, pfft.

No. It's a human head scaring me half to death.

I had just gotten ready for bed. Brushed my teeth. Hair in a bun, and wore plaid pajama pants, with a green t-shirt. Until I heard a knock on my window. It's just the squirrels. I thought.

Just like what I just said. Until I saw Thomas. I put my slippers on. Scurrying towards the window.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered. Looking at him incredulously. His grin was the brightest. He motioned for me to open the window. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You really think I'm gonna open my window?" I questioned whispering, raising a brow. His face faltered. Idiot. I moved to my dresser where my television was.

He was banging on the window. I turned to him glaring.

"Sh!" I yelled. Which basically made matters worse. Serenity was twisting and turning in her sleep. I don't want her awake. I really do not want her seeing Thomas right now. She'd use that as bait to blackmail me.

Even if he's not doing anything. It'll make her have the tv for a week or more. While I'd have to obey to whatever demands she says. Cause if she told my dad...

I'm dead. Plain out dead. I brought my mind to the state of mind, where Thomas was still behind my window. Crap.

I put my finger above my lip. He better be quiet. It's ten o'clock. My dads sleeping. I'm surprised Serenity's sleeping. I have absolute no idea if Luke is or not. I hope so.

I unlatched the window and opened it. Fuck. It made such a loud screeching noise.

"How why thoma.." He had his arms around my waist pulling me towards him.

"Thomas!" I yelled as we tumbled on the ground. I thank whoever built this house, to have it one story. Plus to have grass nearby. I was on top of him since he pulled me down.

He groaned. At the contact with him and the grass. Your fault!

"You're an idiot!" I groaned. Head falling on his chest.

"Not as much as you." He counter-argument. I rolled my eyes, got up from on top of him. I held out my hand laughing to myself. His hair was all over the place. Staying in that weird blondish-brown quiff however. He took my hand and got up. I fixed his hair a bit, before my facial expression changed to a deadly one.

"Why are you here?" I wanted to yell. I threw my hands in the air, expressing my frustration.

"I wanted to talk to you." He said simply.

"You pull me out a window to talk to me?" I said each word slowly trying to have him comprehend the craziness behind his thinking.

"Yep." He said. Grin on his features. I scowled at him. Come on man!