Hottie in a Hoodie - A Bad Boy Love Story

Unseen Eyes

Bad and Boy



Two very different words, but put them together and they scream something I was really trying to avoid. These words really suit him.
Dark, Dangerous, Destruction.

You see, I've never even properly seen him. Not his face or his features, but I know it, his just there smirking. Maybe it's just the way he stands there, in the cold dark night and just watches me.


It all started when I was walking to my apartment, with the cold winter breeze running wildly through my dark brown hair. I was just a few streets away, so I knew it wouldn't be long before I could settle down and sleep in my warm cosy bed.

As I was walking I felt something - something weird. I tried, but I just couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I was about to step onto my street when suddenly i felt a warm, hot breath pass by on the back of my neck. My body froze but somehow I slowly turned around - but nobody was there. I could still feel it - his cold, hard eyes gazing upon me.

I quickly ran to my apartment, up all those flights of stairs and ran in and locked the door behind me. Who was this, was it even a person ?

I turned to face my window and as I looked through it, I saw him, standing underneath a tall tree, he just stood there. His face, covered with the hood of his hoodie but his head seemed to be slightly lifted.

And once again, I felt his unseen eyes, gaze upon me.

And now I stand here everyday, peering through my window, observing this tall, dark figure looking steadily up towards me.


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