Why?

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Who goes to kiss your hand? That's what olden people did.
I peered out of the small cracked window. He was still watching me.

"Fancy take away dear?" My mum asked.  "Sure" i  replied, I didn't really care what I ate. My mind was fixed on who this person was. "Darling will you go get it the take away is just down the road?" I gulped loudly. I really didn't want to go. What if Edward is there.
Stop! I'm just being stupid. "Ok mum" I shouted from my new room. It smelt awfully of rotten wood.

As I got out the door ,clutching my £10 note so tight that I made cuts in my palm, I searched for Edward. No sign. Thank god! I started to walk quickly down the road. I stopped in my tracks wobbling  slightly as I did. "Hello again" great the last voice I wanted to hear. "Um hey" I said shaking. "Where are you going?" He asked ?
"To the take away shop" I started to walk faster now but he quickly caught up. "Want me to come?" He asked too willingly.
" No No I will be fine thanks". His sly smile turned into a frown. "Sure?" He asked .
"Yep I will be fine" I walked even faster but again he caught up. Suddenly his hand reached round behind me and grabbed my bum. I took his hand away and ran. I ran as fast as I could not looking back. I slammed the door open and ordered our food them raced back. I can't believe he did that ! Should I tell my mum?

Oh my god why me out of all people. My phone beeped I quickly ran to my side table next to my bed. "You look so beautiful" I gaped at the message I read on my phone. Two question remain, who is this person and how can they see me?

AN
I hope this is better then the last chapter my friends helped me on this so thank you to them!

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