Funny Stalkers の小説・ストーリー

My phone buzzes as I look at myself in the mirror, making sure I don’t have any stains or marks on my clothes. “Hello?” I check the time; it’s just gone 8:30 am. I’m already ready for my date, but I think I’ll take Benny for a quick walk first. “Hey…. So did you stalk him last night?” Stace giggles. “God, No. Do people really do that?” She sighs heavily on the phone, “Yes, people do that. Jesus Lilly, you should. We don’t want you getting cozy with a serial killer, now do we?”

' 'Stalking ' My spine straightened up involuntarily at these words . Stalking Stalking Stalk - The day at the park ! Banging on my computer table I stood up , my heart thudding anxiously , while my palms started sweating . The day at the park when I was with Jacob , someone was there , someone was really there - yes it could have been a coincidence and maybe someone was just passing by . But - But what if someone was really stalking us ? I was certain that I felt someone's gaze locked upon me and Jacob and if someone was just passing by , how was it possible for them to vanish into thin air just like that ? Why would they try to hide when I turn to look at them ..

It's not even the Easter Bunny! It’s Sterling. It’s my stalker in the flesh.

The next swipe made all of us scream She had screenshots of my old I*******m stories. Stories I deleted, stories that were up for ten minutes because I hated how my face looked. There were notes typed underneath each screenshot, little comments analyzing my expressions, my mood, what I might’ve been thinking. Like a detective, but obsessed. “Maya…” I whispered. “Yeah, no, I don’t like this anymore,” Maya said, her voice wobbling. “This is… this is giving crime documentary.” “I told you !” Sienna squeaked. “I said stalkers were sexy but this is not what I meant. I meant li…like a hot guy in a hoodie who writes poetry, not this girl spying like a freaky creepy CIA”

And I unbelievably s Has this fucker been stalking me now??

“I thought stalkers, well, stalked people they found attractive. Watched them undress, got closer to them…” He chuckles, leaning against the desk as he looks at me. “There are different types of stalkers, little birdie. Sure, there are those who fixate on someone they want, someone they crave. It could be just from a glance, a fleeting moment of desire, and they become obsessed, needing to see that person in every vulnerable moment.”

“What now? Another online boyfriend showing up in Telluride?” “No. One of my stalkers is getting creepy.” Sidney reached down into the bag and pulled up a piece of licorice, nibbling on it nervously. “Just one?” Wes waited for her to respond, but Sidney just stared at him. “Creepy how?” he finally said, his tone leveled. “He’s just gotten really weird. First, he was talking about seeing what my insides look like. You know, quoting Scream. Then, he just said he wanted to catch me walking alone at Telluride and drag me into the bushes to have some fun.”

@MEHAK POV@ Since from the morning I'm feeling like someone following me I thought it was my imagination but still I feel someone following me but why someone follow me who might be that is it that people or who will follow me am I in danger shall I call to lucky and ask for help there I seen a guy arguing with another guy later they both are laughing I can say he is quite cute and charming guy later I understood he is the one who is following so I slowly escape from there and stood behind him he is searching for me I tapped on his shoulder and said "hello MR. STALKER" his eyes widened and he is confused too I can say that he is cute even in confusion state I raised my eyebrows he shrugged h

Mr. Storm I can understand why people become stalkers. That is what I feel like right now. When she said good night I knew that she wasn’t leaving just yet. I saw her, purely accidental, going to the large ladies room we have on our floor. A few minutes later her friends from the office entered the same room. The office was mostly quiet so I could hear them laugh in there, doing whatever women do in a ladies room.

"Have you ever stalked your ex?" Zara groaned. "You are so evil. Do I have to answer that?" "Yes!" the girls shouted in unison. "Ugh. Fine. Not exactly. I stalked my ex's uncle after he cheated on me. I found out his uncle was hotter and..." The girls leaned in, enthralled. "And?" they asked together. "Gosh." She groaned. "I masturbated while staring at his photo." The room erupted in laughter and boos. Even Monica found herself smiling.