Me and my friend are walking down the streets of New York, when I notice the same man following us. I feel a pang of anger shoot through my body as I realize that it’s my friends stalker ex… I wrap my arm around them and try to walk faster, ready to fight the ex if he gets any closer. Or if he dares to touch them…

"Don’t look now but your Ex is following us…"

I whisper huskily into their ear, my hand gripping their waist tighter.