*Stalker*

Chapter *7* Because I love him!

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"Uhm,Dan?"

Nothing. James sighed. "Dan?" He still hadn't turned around. Not even to look at him. "Daniel,-"

" What?! " Fed up with the redhead, Dan hissed, put down the cables of the lights he wanted to move and stood up, facing with his workmate.

James was shocked,perplexed and absolutely frightened,his heart threatened to stop. His face flushed and he stammered " I-I just,well . . ." Dan was angry it was clear, he knew the signs, the darkening of the brown eyes, lips in tight line, jaw clenching. But the redhead didn't have a clue why Dan, who always kept under control his wrath, not showing it to anybody, was acting this way with him. What had he done? What if Dan knows? What if he found out everything? The truth,after all truth was that James was ill, a pervert, in love in morbid ways. But he promised, he gave his word to Tito. A try nothing else,he said to himself. " You know... " His eyes were cast down as he bit his lips when Dan cut him off.

Rolling his brown eyes he ran a hand through his Nutella like brown hair,thinking ; it starts to get long,time for a cut. " No,James. I don't know.Don't beat around the bush,I have bunch of things to do. " Impatience and something else drenched each and every word. Something entirely irritating, angering, maddening. Driving Dan crazy. Why was Jean looking at him with pity? Why?! He was anything but pitiable ! He was good looking, handsome, had a good job , nice pay, even nicer body! He could have get anybody ,absolutely anybody! Then why? Why the only woman he had ever loved walked out of his life? His brows burrowed, face stoic otherwise. Thoughts, damaging thoughts circling in his mind.

James took a deep breath and braced himself, his knowledge of Dan ,the meaning of his reactions blinded by panic. "Justwantedtoaskifyou'dliketohaveadrinkwithme."

What? Dan's eyes widened and looked at the redhead. Studied the nervous face, clenched sweating hands,flushed cheeks,the brown-reddish freckles starting to run down from the nose to the cheeks.The red eyelashes ,intriguing.There was a mole on the right eyelid,he never noticed before,at the root of the eye-catching lashes.Suddenly they moved and striking green eyes glued to his.

"I mean, "James sighed slowing down. "Just a drink. You know, after work, if you want to. "

Dan was too caught up in something,something he didn't want to admit.He nodded.

"Really?"The other brightened, James whole posture. Dan wasn't mad at him after all, and it made him happy. He was always too afraid, of what Dan would think of him. He was a creep after all, a weirdo, and Dan. . .Dan was perfect.He felt like the luckiest man of the whole world.

"Yeah,of course." It was a chance,a chance to prove himself,to get to know the redhead and flip the finger  to the Frenchman.Dan agreed. "Tough,there's only one pub in the whole village."