Hey, sorry I am unable to attend your call but leave a message!

Sighing, I bought the phone away from my face and set it on my desk. I wonder how long am I going to continue with this obsession of mine. After all, I am her 24-year-old stalker. I grimace at the word 'stalker.' It is such a negative word. In a perfect world, I'd prefer the term pursuer.

"Louis? Mate you coming out tonight?" My roommate Niall yelled from his room. As I heard his footsteps approaching towards my room, I quickly slapped the computer screen down. The last thing that I'd want Niall to know is that I am obsessed over some 16-year-old high school student.

Niall stood patiently by the door and waited for me to answer. I looked at him, trying to form words in my mouth. On Friday nights I usually stay at home and lurk over Ishita's facebook page. I try to learn as much as I can about her before I decide to do something stupid and go to jail.

He pouts as I shake my head slowly and reject his offer. "But Lou- we have never gone out since the past year. How much work do you even have left?" Niall bends down and ties his shoe laces whilst I bite my lip trying to think of an excuse.

"Well? How much?" He repeats his question once again and stands back into his normal position. I start gathering random files that were scattered all over my desk.

"Some bank statements and records I need to fill in. Ni, I am sorry but I really need that promotion," I lie to my best friend for the hundredth time. I deserve to go to hell. I creep over a young girl who has never even met me and lie to my mates.

Niall nods and turns around. I realize that I probably ruined his mood and call him.

"Niall," I call him and he turns around again. He raised his eyebrow at me and I pulled my lips into a tight line. Well, this is awkward.

"I promise that I will hang out with you and Harry next week," I propose an idea and he smiles.

"Okay, dinner is in the microwave. Don't wait up." And with that, he exits our three bedroom apartment that we have been sharing ever since university. Once I am sure that Niall is not coming back anytime soon, I open my laptop and go onto facebook.

My heart flutters when I see that she posted about getting a new job. Without even realizing what I was doing, I accidentally liked her post. My eyes widen immediately and I push myself away from the computer.

Shaking my head, I quickly unlike it and then curse at myself. Hopefully, she won't notice that I liked it or else my cover will be exposed. My breathing was uneven as I continued to log out of my account and shut down my laptop. I put it aside in a drawer and open my blinds, letting the city lights brighten up the view.

I need to call her, I thought. Calling her was the best way to express my emotions. Tripping over a pair of old jeans that lay mercilessly trampled onto my bedroom phone, I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. Nowadays, getting someone's contact information is as easy as changing the channel on the television.

Ring Ring

I smile hopefully that she will pick up the phone. Every time I call her, it's either me chickening out or her not being available. It's as if the Gods decided to answer my prayers, she answered.

"Hello?" Her sweet, honey laced voice spoke on the other end of the line.

"Is anybody there?" She asked once again and I pictured her red, plum lips moving.

"You should wear high knee socks more often. Baby girl you look so innocent," I say and bite my lip. She was navy blue colored high knee socks today with her school uniform. I saw her this morning since Eden Gray High falls on the way to my workplace.

"Excuse me? Uh- who is this?" She asked and I noticed the change of tone in her voice. She was no longer happy. Instead, she sounded scared and worried. I don't blame her, though. Anyone would be if some random man decided to compliment you, that too over the phone.

"You can call me daddy," I say into the phone and relax onto my unmade bed. I hear her shuffle around followed by a mumble of words. I expected her to hang up on me but for some reason, she didn't.

"Who are you? Please don't hurt me," She spoke with a terrified voice almost breaking my heart.

"I am not gonna hurt my baby girl. Never," I said in a comforting tone.

"Faye we are leaving." I hear someone yell in the background and I stay alarmed. I have a feeling that it was her mother's voice. She and her husband are always on the go, leaving Faye with her neighbors. Faye groaned and yelled back, "I am coming downstairs."

I smile at how cute she is.

"Stay away from me. Or else, I will report you," She spoke in a timid voice and I immediately felt bad for making a move on her. I was about to speak but she quickly hung up. Groaning, I slapped my phone on my nightstand and laid down on my bed.

What am I doing to myself?

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