Broken (Nathan Sykes fanfic)

Chapter 43

A/N: so basically I left you on a cliffhanger oops. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Thank you for reading, commenting and voting!

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I looked at him with wide eyes when he started laughing.

"Hello Lexi," he grinned.

I shook my head, "you are crazy."

"Now how about that date?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't even know you!" I answered back.

He shrugged, "so we get to know each other. I'm Blake and you are Lexi. There we know each other."

"No, you are the crazy perv from the shop and you are a stalker! Stay away from me," I replied with a sharp tone and started walking away.

He grabbed my arm in a harsh grip, "I don't think so. Now, come with me." He ordered.

"Fuck off," I snapped and pulled my arm away.

"I know something about your boyfriend," he called. I stopped walking and turned and looked at him, "I know something that you don't know about him."

"Then tell me," I said annoyed.

He chuckled, "only if you go on that date with me. Your little boyfriend doesn't even have to know. I won't hurt you unless you do something."

I pulled my lip back between my teeth slightly before letting it go, I looked back at the dorm block before sighing. This was a huge mistake. I turned and walked back over to him, he smiled but I shot him a glare so he settled on a friendly smile. How can you be friendly when you are a stalker. That I don't understand.

"Come on then," he said and walked away. I rubbed my arms and slowly followed him while checking around making sure no one tried to knock me out. I really need to stop watching horrors with Nathan.

We walked out of the campus and down the frosty street until we reached a silver car. He held open the passenger door for me but I just stood there.

"Ok then," he muttered and went over to the drivers seat and got in. I looked around once again before getting into the passenger seat. I closed the door and then looked at Blake and quickly glanced around the car, it was relatively clean.

"Now talk," I ordered and folded my arms over my chest.

He raised an eyebrow, "wouldn't a restaurant be more suitable since we are on a date."

I just stared him down. He sighed and sat back in his chair, "you have definitely been spending too much time with Nathan, you even have his glare." He muttered.

"Thank you," I said sarcastically, "now why are you sending creepy notes?"

"I wouldn't say creepy. They are more of a romantic gesture," he teased.

I rolled my eyes, "it's creepy as I don't know you. Hence why you have the name 'creepy stalker'. I have a boyfriend and you know that, what's makes you think that I won't text him telling him where I am? Or that I haven't already told him?" I questioned.

"You seem too stubborn." He retorted, "you would want to do this on your own, that's the only difference you have between all the other girls he's been with and that you are innocent."

"Yeah well stop with the creepy notes. How do you know Nathan?" I asked.

"I knew him. I use to be friends with him," Blake answered.

"Use to? What happened?" I asked confused. Nathan never told me he use to be friends with the guy who he nearly beat up.

Blake shrugged, "I slept with Vicky. He got pissed then he never spoke to me again. Why do you think he wanted to beat the shit out of me when I saw him? He thinks I'm going to do the same with you."