Zoe's P.O.V.
So he was here.
The fan.
The one who threatened to kill me if I didn't marry him.
The one who came to my house with a priest and a witness.
The one I had gotton a restraining order on.
Yeah... that fan was here.
He was here in Nando's, and he had just spotted me. Last time he had spotted me in public he had chosen to ignore the restraining order and follow me around until I had been forced to call the police.
He was why I was panicking.
My breath started to quicken. Was this what hyperventilating felt like?
My hands were sweating. Scratch that, my whole body was sweating.. and shaking.
"Zoe!" my fan screamed, "Funny seeing you here!"
Matt. That was his name, I remembered.
Alfie looked at me quizzically. We hadn't been friends yet when this happened.
I tried to explain, but all that came out was a hoarse croak. I looked to Marcus, he and Niomi had happened to be at there when Matt came to my house. Marcus followed my eyes to Matt, and an astounded look came over his face.
"Zoe, I want a hug! Let's take a selfie! We should tots reschedule the wedding!" Matt rambled coming closer.
There was no way he was touching me again. He was delusional. I backed up quickly, knocking over a chair in the process. I felt nausia coming on, and dizziness. My knees were giving way, and things were getting blurry.
I saw Marcus step forward and hold up his hands, shooing Matt away.
Then I fell back onto something soft.
Anxiety-1 Zoe-0.
