I was checking out the different books in the library when our hands fell on each other’s. He looked into mine and I into his, even though my heart didn’t beat or anything, it felt quite awkward. I pulled back and said, “You can have it.”
As I was about to leave, he pulled my hand and placed it on top. I stared at him and he left without a word. A bit stupefied about what had happened, I went to the counter and borrowed it successfully. And after that, I went back to my dorms.
A week later, my university was holding a festival. My friends had helped me with my outfit shopping and make up too. We went together to the festival. They wanted to dance to the band playing music I’m not a great dancer or a huge fan of dance, so instead of dancing I went to the buffet.
The buffet had a lot of good food and my eyes twinkled.
With a deep voice, some said, “You must really love eating.” A bit startled, I looked up to find a tall guy, the guy from the library. I didn’t how to respond so I smiled.
I looked back at his face and saw smiling. It was a bit creepy, he was there and now he was here. He isn’t the exact university student type. I left him there then.
After a while, my friends had pulled me into dancing and I was doing a move or two when I saw him glancing at me. I quickly stopped in my tracks and stared at him. He stood there smiling creepily.
I thought he must have gone mad or a psycho. I told my friends I was going to the restroom and exited back then.
I was coming out of the bathroom, when I noticed the shadow of someone right aside the corridor. I went back inside with my heart beating. I called one of my male friends who was at the festival and told him about me being followed.
He told me to wait right there and that he’d be there. I waited for ten minutes after which I heard a knock on the door. My heart was thumping fast because I wasn’t sure who It was. That’s when I heard his voice, “It’s me. Don’t worry. I made that guy fled.”
I was so happy upon hearing his voice that as soon as I opened the door I hugged him. He was surprised and I too after realising what we were doing. I pulled back and felt my heart thump and he too looked flushed. We both chuckled and he extended his hand for me to hold. And I took it.
Since then I haven’t let go of it for once, we both are living happily dating each other. But till da, I’m not sure of who the stalker was and why he was following me. I also don’t know what my boyfriend had told him that made him leave. But what happened then was the reason why I and he got together and felt our feelings for each other.
(By the way, this is from my imagination. I wrote it, tried to fit it into a real perspective. It is not my real story.)
