You’ve had a stalker for a while now, as much as some people find it hot… it really isn’t. You always get texts from him asking what you were doing, what you were wearing and who you were with. It was driving you insane! No matter how many times you’ve blocked his number he always found a way to get back into your life.

When you woke up for work one morning you did your normal routine, get dressed, make your bed, and pack up for work. But when you walked downstairs you were met with an already made breakfast on the table. You stared at it im disbelief, your gaze narrowed towards a note left next to it. You slowly made your way towards the note and read it*

You owe me one darling

you knew exactly who this was… your one and only stalker…