Monster || Sebastian Stan Fanfic

07. Turn It Off

Hope's P.O.V

I haven't seen or heard from Sebastian's since our one night stand. Once again, I'm empty handed, as he didn't give me his number and I can barely remember his address. I think there's no use in trying to find him. He got what he wanted, I had a great night and that's it.

It's been a long day at work. I've been working in this big case and all I can think of is how badly I could use some beer. There's a small pub near the office, so that's where I'm going.

I walk slowly. I'm tired but calmed. I take a seat at the bar and look around, then I see his eyes staring at me.

I look away. I would go and say 'Hi' but he seems reluctant before my presence. He looks so proud of himself. And then I see, he's not alone. 'Great', I say in my head. 'This was a bad idea. There are plenty of pubs all around the city, so I'm going somewhere else. I don't need to be stared at by a guy I slept with and that disappeared afterwards', I think to myself.

I get up and leave the pub. What actually pisses me off is not the fact that he wouldn't call me back or that he never even asked for my number, but the look in his eyes. As if he was somehow better than anybody else. I get it, celebrities have one night stands every other night. I couldn't care less, but what's with the rudeness?. It's also my fault. I don't even know him, what was I expecting?. I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts that I barely feel the rain falling before it turns worse.

"Hope?", I hear someone calling my name.

'Oh God, no'. I close my eyes and I want to curse.

I keep walking. He can go back to do whatever it is that he does.

"Hope!!", he insists.

I don't look back. 'I better go home', I think as I'm soaking wet.

"Hope Hale!!!", he yells. And I stop on my feet. I don't remember telling him my last name.

I turn around and look at him. He's covering himself with his jacket.

"Oh, hey...", I say and I start to walk again.