The One I Was Waiting For.

My lily scent ^^

I smile through my tears. This is my diary. And I can tell her what I want. So I am not at all alone.

Then I keep the diary in my bag again and keep the bag in my cupboard. I don't want Mr mean to spy me and find my diary again.
I pick up my phone from the table and then sit on the bed, crossed legs.
I have a text from the unknown number again. I decide to save the number by : Dave
Then I read the text.

What if I see you when you sleep?

His words haunt me. He watches me sleep? Well, I sleep like a retard animal. So he must have laughed his ass off while watching me sleep.

When did you see me? And how can you watch me sleep?

I reply to him. Curiosity eats me. I want him to answer. And there his reply comes.

How does it matter? ;)

I groan in irritation

It does, to me. You are stalking me!

I reply and stare at my phone screen for his reply.

He: If I am a stalker, why are you talking to me?
Me: coz I want to know why are you stalking me.
He: you are beautiful. That's the reason.
Me: so you stalk every beautiful girl?
He: you are special.

I blush and I flush.

Me: just tell me where you saw me?

I wait for his reply but he is taking long. While I wait, I decide to look through the curtains that their horny game ended or not.
I keep my phone on the bed and walk to the curtains to hide and see what's going on.
I see no one. The bed is messy so I guess they had sex here. Then all of a sudden, Rob appears from the front door of his room which I suppose is of the corridor. He walks to his bed and lay down.
I sigh and come to my bed again.
My phone vibrates. Yippie!

He: I see you everywhere except your school.
Me: Ah! Great. So I know you aren't in my school.
He: great discovery :p
Me: yeah-yeah! So what do you want?
He: I want to talk to you...
Me: about what?
He: nothing. Just talk to me.
Me: why should I talk to you? You are a stranger.
He: no m not. U know my name. U know I am not in ur school. And u know I stalk u.
Me: send me your picture.

I bite my nails and I send this text. I want his picture so bad now. Somehow I like talking to him. His mysterious behavior and personality is cool to deal with. So I decide if he sends me his picture, I will continue talking to him.
And then his reply comes.
Jeez! He sent me his picture. But his face isn't visible in it.
He stands with a guitar in his hand. His side face is all I can see and he is shirtless. His hand muscles were clearly visible. They are so well built. He is hot. And yes he was right he is sexy too.
I blush seeing that picture.

You are hot.

I reply to him and can't believe myself I wrote that.

He: I know;)
Me: so I suppose I am going to talk to you...:)
He: I knew that.
Me: how?
He: I know you well.
Me: gee! You are so hideous.
He: that I am!

Then I hear Rich calling me downstairs so I reply him a 'talk to u later'
I walk down for dinner, have it and then think of doing the math homework. Well, whoever invented math was my biggest enemy.
I try doing some sums. They are 20 in total.
I manage 12 in two hours from which I don't know how many are right.
Then I close the notebooks and lazily lay on the bed hugging my pillow.
I am getting sleepy so I switch off the lights and simply decide to sleep.
I don't know when I doze off.

I feel someone touching me. Someone holds my hand and brushes something against my forehead.
I open my eyes in confusion and then see two eyes staring at me. I can't make our who it is. And I can't even speak anything. The figure brushes his lips on my forehead and then holds the grip of my hand tighter. I just keep trying to see who it is but its so dark that I can't make out. But I know he is a guy. He has muscles.
He climbs almost on me and then comes close. We are inches away. I feel he is going to kiss me. I close my eyes and cross my fingers. I somehow know who it is but I am unable to confirm. I think its him. Dave.
He brings his lips to mine and brushes them against mine.
Jesus Christ! He softly pecks me.
"Uh-I...who are you?" I whisper against him. His breath is on mine and he Smells hot.
As I say this, he replies "you are beautiful..." He also whispers this so I can't really make out his voice.
Then he leaves me and quietly moves out of the door.
As he exits, I switch on the lights and sit on the bed. I touch my lips.
He just kissed here.
The feeling is alien but very sweet in it's own way. I look at the time. Its 2 in the morning. He was here at this time!
Holy cow.
This is scary but still romantic.
I close my eyes and smile blushingly.
All of a sudden, my phone vibrates. I jump to read it. I know it's him.

Yes it was me. Good night beautiful.
PS: your lily smell is sweet.

Aw! He smelled the l'ily scent on me. I blush a little more and then text him.

You scare me. Night :)

Longest chapter till now :)
I hope u r liking the twists in the story.
Mishi kissed that stranger guy. Do u think the guy is really a stalker or someone she already knows?

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Evening !! Xoxo