The Obsessive Stalker

Chapter 8

A/N: Hello? Anybody here? No? Yeah, I kind of expected that. So basically I have NO WORDS whatsoever to express how bad I feel about this. I haven't uploaded for about what? 4 months now? And I understand that all of the lovely people who fanned me have probably forgotten about this tale that I have yet to tell. I actually decided to take writing to a back-seat BUT after my friend (@Humsafarian) told me how The Obsessive Stalker had almost 1400 views, I was ELATED! And I knew that it really didn't make any sense that I started a story and couldn't finish it. That is so wrong and I feel really guilty typing these heartfelt words to you guys (If you are reading this) now. Without furthur ado, here is Chapter 8 of TOS...

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Chapter 8

Noah exited the school buildings in a huff. He had spent half ann hour looking for his supposed date and it seemed that she had just took off without him. Muttering curses at his runaway date under his breath, he took out his phone from his pocket and texted her:

Noah: Where r u? - N

Slipping his Samsung back into the pockets of his faded blue jeans, he started walking home. The day's events kept running around his mind. He did not know what to make out from what had happened in the cafeteria. Mike had been overly protected and Susie had overly overreacted. Noah shook his head. Didn't girls LIKE it when their boyfriends were protective of them? Girls. He was never going to undersatnd them. Take Mia, for example, she had been so enthusiastic about their date and now she was nowhere to be found.

His cellphone vibrated in his pockets. He took it out, hoping it was Mia so he could demand an explanation but it was Mike's name that flashed onscreen.

Mike: Hve u seen Susie? -M

It was so obvious that the guy had it bad for her. Under normal circumstances, Susie would be following Noah home, like a lost puppy, but she wasn't. And instead of being happy and rejoicing at the fact that the Stalker had let him go, he couldn't shake off this gut feeling of something not being right. As much as he hated to admit it, he...couldn't believe he was going to say this but he almost MISSED her. 

He replied to his estranged best friend.

Noah: Nope. Not near me ;) - N

Chuckling at how Mike had grown from making fun of her for stalking him to growing these un-Mikely feelings for her, he entered his house.

"Noah! Why are you so late? Susie's been waiting for you since we came back from school!" said Aaron, coming out from the kitchen with orange juice when he spotted Noah.

Dumbfounded, Noah looked at hime inquiringly. "She has? Why?" Aaron shrugged,"Beats me. She was crying and stuff and said her head hurts. Said you would know." he explained, chugging his juice down.

"She's sleeping in your room."

Noah wondered if he should text Mike about this new revelation. He decided against it in the end as he climbed up the stairs to his room. Aaron that douche! Out of all the rooms at their house, he just had to torment Noah and make her sleep in his.

He opened his bedroom door softly, and walked over to his bed where Susie lay, in all of her blonde glory. 

Her blonde hair fanned over his pillow and mascara chips tainted her long eyelashes. Her perfectly sculpted lips were rid of the lip gloss she had on earlier, probably because of Mike's kissing, and curved into a small smile. Black eyeliner tear marks on her cheeks marred with the beauty of her face. Noah couldn't help but admire her. 

WAIT. WHAT??!!!

Noah shook his head. What was he DOING? Susie Rayner was NOT admirable! He hated her! She had ruined his life! Most of all, she was taken...sort of. 

Yet, he couldn't stop his eyes from scanning her small frame curled underneath his covers. He raked a hand through his curly brown hair and leaned against the wall, closing his eyes.

Somehow, Susie Rayner took his breath away. He sighed and exited his room letting her sleep. 

What the hell was wrong with him? He was tired, that was all. His brain wasn't thinking straight. He needed something to clear his mind. A shower or something to eat. Because the normal Noah would not be having these uncontrollable thoughts about Susie Rayner.