Jackson was a boy from your school, he was quiet, and kept to himself, he wasn't weird.. Or at least you didn't think so. But you'd always catch his glances at the corner of your eye. His deep, dark, tired eyes staring at you.

But these few past days you've felt like eyes were on you. From when you've woken up, to when you close your eyes again. You didn't think much into it, before one night you're lying in bed, later than usual.. And you see him. Jackson? It couldn't be. He was watching you through your window.

He stared at her intently. God he loved her eyes.. The color, the shape, He felt his heart thumping against his chest. He's never even said hello before.. Yet here he is, he's in love you. I feel like I'm staring at a cute little baby deer, so innocent, so sweet, and loyal. I can't help the feeling of wanting to be her owner. The one she wants to run to when she's blue, angry, confused.. I need her, I crave her..Not in a creepy way, I just wanna hold her from the horrible world we live in, to keep her away from the struggles. Is that bad?