Falling In Love With My Stalker.

4: The meeting.

I literally felt my jaw fell to the floor with my eyes popping out of it's sockets, dropping the glass, shattering  it. I felt my pulse quicken when he smirked at me, noting amusement written in his face.

I cant help but to check him out, grey shirt with a oversized black and white sweater underneath, covering his obviously muscled arms. Black ripped jeans with black converse, his semi curly hair falling to his forehead little messy but looking hot, his black orbs boring at my blue ones. Like oh my god, is this my stalker? Forgive me that I cant help of drooling seeing him.

I finally found my voice, "W-who are you? What are you doing here?" I stammered.

"I thought you have recognized that by now, Aurora. You're really a good actor for acting so feisty earlier." He says with a stupid fucking grin plastered on his beautiful face. I NEED TO STOP ADMIRING MY STALKER, FOR FUCK SAKE. I internally smacked myself for letting my girly hormones take over me.

"What do you want?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I stare at him, giving him a hint that I dont want his presence near me, well deep inside, we know that I want him. Fuck.

He gave me a smile, showing his perfectly straight teeth like oh my goodness, papi I could kiss you all night. JESUS, STOP IT AURORA.

"Like I said, I want you." He said, clicking his tounge.

Quirking a brow I asked, "Are you here to 'Take me and love me for eternity.'?" I sarcastically said, air quoting of what he stated earlier.

He chuckled, and man, his laugh is highly contagious and deadly. It's heart melting. "Maybe." He mumbled striding forward to my direction, I instinctively stepped back until I reached the island's edge with my back pressed against the cool tiled island with my hands on my sides, gripping the edge like my fucking life depended on it.

When he was about to invade my little circle which is a feet apart from him, he stopped. His eyes flicked to my lips then to my eyes, "I wanted to kiss you so badly," He says slowly. "But you dont wanna do the same so, I dont like forcing people." He continued with his eyes glued at mine like, omeged stop staring at me papi.

I pushed him away making him budge. I need to call the police, he's a motherfucking handsome intruder who stalks me and wanted to kiss me so badly. Before I could reach my phone in my pocket, he caught my wrist.

He swayed his index finger with a grin on his face, "Nah-uh, dont even think about it, darling." He said. His grip is strong but not that bruising.

I frowned and pulled my wrist away from him. He extended his palm, telling me to give my phone. I scoffed.

"Why would I give it to you? You're not my boyfriend." I folded my arms around my chest. I think I caught him off guard that time because his grin was turned into a straight line, his eyebrows furrowed, while his eyes moved away from mine, closing it.

He sighed and opened his eyes, his playful demeanor changed, infact, he became more scarier now. His sparkling eyes before was now blunt and emotionless as they stare at mine. I flinched.

"I'll give it to you, once we were done talking. Because I have to tell you something and I'll let you ask me what the fuck you need to know, just give it." He said in a deadly tone.

I nodded frantically as I fished my phone out then gave it to him. He caught my wrist again as we walked upstairs going to the balcony like he know this house. The rooftop is my favorite place in the apartment, and because it had a rooftop, of course it's really expensive. But my parents said that it's fine and they'll pay everything. Call me a brat but it's okay.

He lets go of my wrist while he sat on the edge facing me, leaving me standing in front of me.

"So what do you want to tell me?" I asked.

He paused then sighed before starting talking, "Aurora, I'm obsessed with you. And I've been stalking you for the past 3 years now." I widen my eyes as I nodded.

"Kind of figured you know." I said as I let out a nervous laugh.

"I've been diagnosed with OCD, when I see things such as knives or sharp and shiny things, I ge obsessed with them. But you," He paused. "You're different. You're the only girl whom I am obsessed with, in love with." He stated slowly.

I let out a dry chuckle noting no humour in my tone, "In love with me?" I said, air quoting the last statement that turned out a confession he said, "Why is that, Kleo? Does love lets you kill someone you're inlove with's past?" I raised a brow with my arms folded in my chest.

He furrowed his eyebrows, "Well it seems like you dont understand me, Aurora." He muttered.

"Oh no, I understand everything you said, Kleo. You're a stalker, a murderer. You killed my fucking ex, for fuck sake!" I yelled but not loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

"What makes you think that I'm really the one who killed him, Aurora?" He said, raising his tone.

I rolled my eyes, "Well who do you think did? Voldemort?! Kleo, did you not think that showing up here, in front of me, can not get you to jail?" I asked with anger taking over me, running my hands on my hair down to my face, I muttered; "This is so fucked up, Kleo. You're so fucked up." I said in frustration. I dont even know why I'm frustrated, I dont know why I'm angry, is it because he killed my ex? Or it's because that he had a wrong definition of love?

"I know I'm fucked up, so fucked up, I fucking agree with that but, Aurora, I just... I just cant control myself okay? It's not that easy, it's not like you can understand how I feel right now." He explained, harshfully pulling my hands away from my face, I glared at him.

"Yes, let's say that you cant fucking control yourself, yeah you got a fucking point. But instead of fucking stalking me, killing my ex, why not show up in the first place? Introducing yourself, taking me out to dates or whatever?" I asked with a lace of bitterness in my tone, not caring at all if that hit him. I'm just fucking mad right now and what is more maddening that I dont even know why I am mad.

"Because I have no balls to do that, Aurora. I tried talking myself out by pep talks but, I cant." He said, knitting his eyebrows more with his eyes glued at mine.

If looks could kill, I already won, "But you have a fucking balls to commit a crime, Kleo? What kind of fucking mindset do you have?" I spat.

"Why cant you just listen and understand for one second, Aurora?!" He yelled with his eyes getting darker and darker by the second. He ran his hand in his hair, flaring his nose as he exhaled loudly, "If only you could understand. If only you could listen without giving me retorts that makes me stop talking?" He mumbled that made me stiffen a little. He jumped out of the edge, fishing my phone out of his pocket giving it to me. He walked towards the door, not sparing me a glance he only said;

"Bye Aurora."

Then the door shutted close leaving me a little guilty from earlier.