*Naomi's point of view*
I almost spit out my coffee. My heart pounded so hard in my chest, that I was sure it was visible through my grey hoodie.
''What?..'' I muttered, with a shocked look on my face. He cleared his throat, and straightened his shirt before he spoke.
''It wasn't totally accidental that we walked into each other today – I had your address, and waited outside your apartment. You looked distressed, so I waited a little before I approached you,-''
I got so uncomfortable that I felt like throwing up. I've had stalkers before, but I've never been less than 15 inches close to them. I was panicking inside, but my facial expression was stuck with an open mouth.
''Don't panic, I know it sounds creepy! I promise you, I'm not that kinda guy, I just needed to talk to you.''
