You had a stalker, that much was known. You had seen the same hooded man follow you now for a few months, always a block or so behind you. But one night, the wind had blown his hoodie off and you caught a glimpse of his eyes. Those eyes were so beautiful, a light brown. Your knees almost buckled at the sight. But it was wrong to think someone so crazy was so handsome, at least thate's what you keep telling yourself to stay sane.

But after months of him watching you became too curious to stop your actions. Before you went to bed, you opened the doors to your window. The cool summer air brushing against your skin made a soft sigh escape your lips.

You then slipped under the covers, soon to fall asleep after that. But you stirred slightly when you felt a warm body wrap around you, and big hands hug your waist to a firm chest. Then he whispered into your ears in a deep voice.

"I knew you liked me too"