My Perfect Angel

Chapter 3

Stalker's P.O.V.

Wake up, wake up. My angel's voice fills the room.

"Give me a few minutes love. Last night was a rough night." I cuddle against my body pillow.

Wake up, wake up. I groan against the pillow. "As persistent as usual. Alright I'm up, I'm up." I get off my bed and stretch my arms above my head. I turn off my alarm which is a recording of my sweet angel's voice. "Good morning angel." I say to the picture on my desk of the love of my life smiling. I go to the bathroom attached to my dorm room, perks of being the R.A. of this hallway. After doing my morning business I hop in the shower. It's only 9 so I take my time because my first class doesn't start until 11 and my body still hurt a bit from last night. The fucker really put up a fight.

After getting out of the hot shower I grab a fluffy towel, dry off and wrap it around my waist. I look in the mirror and see a couple bruises starting to form on my stomach from where that asshole punched me last night. I do have to say he put up one hell of a fight, he was defending his life after all but he lost his life anyways. I was not going to hurt him because of him being my angels roommate, but he was getting too close too Sawyer so in the end he had to go.

Walking out of the bathroom I go to my laptop to turn it on. While waiting for my slightly older laptop to load I go to my dresser to get my clothes for today. I pull out a pair of jeans and a dark blue shirt.

I hear a ping indicating my laptop turned on so I went to it and put in the password. I pull out my sketchbook to finish the background for the self-portrait I have to do for my art class. I finish shading the trees for the forest when my computer finally comes to life. A bunch of videos feeds pop up on my screen and I locate my angel immediately. He's rushing around his desk getting everything he needs for his math class. I chuckle in the adorable way he just shoves everything in his bag.

God I wish I could wake up next to you every morning. I would wake you up with a kiss every morning and make sure you have more than enough time to do everything. There would be no rushing for you. I was so focused on watching Sawyer that I didn't notice the line I was absently drawing on my self-portrait. "Shit" I threw the pencil on the desk. "Ugh! This was one of my better ones. At least it's just a rough draft but I'm defiantly going to lose points for this." I look back at the screen just in time to see Sawyer leaving his room, "I blame you for this because of you being so damn adorable." I shut down the laptop and get my own school bag ready. I make the spilt decision to bring my camera even though I don't technically need it, you never know when inspiration is going to strike. I grab my bigger over the shoulder bag so I put my camera in the side pocket and my sketchbook, a notebook and laptop in the main part. I put a few writing utensils and cords in there as well. 

Before I left I walked over to my closet to make sure the secret door in the back was locked. After checking that everything is how it should be, I grab my keys and wallet and I walk out the door making sure I lock it. Walking down the hall I open the door to the courtyard and make my way to the cafeteria. Truth be told I'm starving and I could go for a big delicious egg sandwich. One with bacon, ham and cheese pressed between a toasted bagel. Ah my mouth is watering just thinking about it. I walk into the cafeteria and get into line. After I get and paid for the the delicious sandwich I go to the sitting area.

I walk around a bit before my eyes caught sight of a head of fluffy brown hair. I stop dead in my tracks almost dropping my sandwich off my tray. I stand there almost in a trance staring at my beauty. Someone passed in front of me temporarily blocking my view. I notice an empty table behind him and sit in it. Luckily there is no other chairs at the table so I'm alone to admire my angel.