I had been walking for five blocks and the presence behind me was far from inviting. It all started after training. I was in a basketball club practicing my shots when I felt something watching me. I subtly fixed my black ,with two white stripes, basketball ball, shorts my white singlet, red scarf and white sneakers. And saw behind me leaning on a wall a dark figure. I gulped and walked up to my brother who wore 90s colourful outfit and Yolo glasses.
"I'm going. See ya."
"Catch you on the flip side."
I chuckled and left. Walking about two blocks before I felt it there again. The feeling of eyes permanently glued to my back. They seamed to be boring in and I bit down the urge to flinch or turn back and yell at them. I made it to six blocks and I seen someone leaning against the wall. They wore back skinny jeans, black high tops and black hoody. The hood was pulled up over his eyes and he was glaring at his phone.
I was going to regret this decision but I was already running up to him. I wrapped my arm and whispered in his ear, "This guy has been following me for six blocks. Please pretend you know me. I'm so sorry for the intrusion." He nodded and glanced up and saw a man leaning on the wall eyes clearly on us. He smiled and put his hand on my back and lead me away.
"Let's go grab a bite shall we. It's been way to long~."
My cheeks lit up at his tone but I followed anyway. A string of curses flew from behind us and I just smiled. We stopped a couple blocks away. He removed his arm smirked at me and handed me a slip of paper. I blushed realising what it was and went to say something but he winked and walked off.
I opened the slip of paper up and softly smiled at the note inside.

Call me~.

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A.N
Okay. That chapter was horrible but I hope someone at least likes it. Its not usually what I do. But I had an idea for it when I seen something on Instagram and I'm like hey why not do this. And I'm kinda disappointed in the outcome. But if you have any ideas please send them in. Is it half decent ink?
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