stalker styles (On Hold)

4-The big picture

I stood there staring. Someone had drawn a heart on my window. Gee I wonder who it could have been, I thought to myself sarcastically. Okay this is getting really weird. First he gave me his number. Then he followed me in the mall. Then he got in my car and now he has came to my house and drawn a heart on my window. At first I thought that he had just liked me, but now it seems more like his stalking me. How did he even know what kind of car I drove or when I lived? It's all coming together. He really is my stalker, now I can see The Big Picture. I still question why he chose me of all people. Maybe there is a story or some kind of cover up behind all of this. He's probably doing it for more attention. I through myself down on my big comfy bed and sighed. Why can't I just be normal. I'm a nobody at school and now I'm being stalked by Harry Styles, which to me is creepy. I think that if you're a celebrity, you should date another celebrity. Not a random girl or boy you see at the mall. This is just how our world works, you fall in love with random people all of the time. Especially celebrities. I was in love with Harry, I mean I still am, but this is just all so weird. I closed my eyes in attempt to go to sleep, but I knew it wouldn't happen. I lay there staring at the ceiling. Maybe I should go for a walk and get my mind off of things. I put on my sweatpants and quirky slipped outside. My parents weren't light sleepers but I didn't want to take any chances. I walked up and down my street, again and again. I got tired of walking up and down the same street so I decided to go to the street next to mine, but that's not the only reason I did. I didn't feel like I was alone. Not meaning the houses that were there, but almost like someone was following me. I tried to be as quit as possible. All of a sudden I heard running and what sounded like track pants rubbing together. I stopped and looked around, but there was silence. I walked slow and cautiously, trying not to be discovered. But it was to late someone grabbed me and drug me to the ground. All I saw was darkness.