I went to sit at the island in the middle of the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it, babe," I said
I walked over to the door and opened it
"Logan?! Hi, what are you doing here?" I asked
Jackson had looked over from the stove and at us
"I...I need to talk to you Amelia" whispered Logan in my ear.
"Come in then," I said
"I...I can't" he looked strange. He looked to the floor and back up to Jackson who was now looking back at the stove.
"Here. Take this" he whispered shoving something into my hand "Don't tell him" I took the paper and he was out just like that, I put the paper in my pocket and went back to the island.
"What was all that about?" questioned Jackson
"Oh... he was just checking if we had food" I lied
"Oh, okay"
Jackson had finished making the spaghetti and had now brought it to me, I waited for him to sit down and then we started to eat, Jackson started a conversation about nothing in particular, once we had finished talking and eating it was almost 1 am. I put the dishes in the dishwasher and turned it on before going up to bed with Jackson.
The paper! Omg, I need to read it! Jackson had gone to the bathroom and I grabbed the paper out of my pocket and read it: Need to talk! Meet me outside the building at 1 am tomorrow, make sure NO-ONE follows you.
What? Why does he want to meet me? I asked myself, I heard the water stop and quickly shoved the paper under a little jewellery box I had brought from home and got up and got some PJ's. I took my clothes off and put the PJ's on,
"You're really beautiful," said Jackson
"Thanks, baby" I giggled
I walked over to the bed and got under the covers, I was soon joined by Jackson, and I moved closer to Jackson and snuggled into his chest. I felt his chest rising slowly then dropping. I was asleep a few minutes after.
YOU ARE READING
Running from my Stalker
Teen FictionAmelia is just a normal 17-year-old girl, she goes to a normal high school and she is in a normal class. Everything in her life is normal... until she meets Jackson.
