I was stunned to say the least. For this total stranger to do something like this to me. But I can admit his kiss felt right. Did that make me a whore ? Who knows ?


So I just stayed still, let it happen. I knew it was wrong but it felt so good. And when he pulled back, I was almost upset that he did so.

" I couldn't help from doing that from the moment I saw you. "

I suddenly felt embarrassed for acting this, tried to get away before I or he did something next, with my luck I'd be doing something stupid. So I proceeded to speed walk when I noticed I was near my apt. building. Not even looking back, seeing if he would follow.


...........


Walking up the front entrance stairs, I heard movement behind me, I rushed up the rest of the stairs. Keying the pass code to this old building, stepping inside the door but it didn't shut, close like it was supposed to.

And I couldn't control my urge to turn to see what had happened. It was that guy looking more handsome than ever in the entry way. My eyes were transfixed on him as a whole.

" What are you doing here ? " I stuttered. I stepped back a bit when he began to walk forward. And my brain had thoughts of all kinds of things, my eyes didn't stray far from his.

" I'm sorry but I also live here," he explained looking, probably feeling awkward.

" You... stay here... " I replied stupidly.

" Yes I've noticed you last week during orientation at school, you so focused on what that club leader was saying. You wouldn't have noticed that was standing right beside you. "

I stood there letting his words seep in, tried to remember what all that happened that day, I couldn't seem to place him.

Oh god ! Why do I do these things. I never pay much attention to my surroundings which I need to do more.


" No need to feel bad but I've found you, coincidentally we live in the same building, " he rubbed the back of his neck, smiled.

And I smiled back, laughed " I guess it was fate. "

" Yeah I guess so too, " he replied.


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In my apartment now, I was thinking on the things he'd said. Giving our names, his was Alex, the elevator ride to our perspective floors. His was the three floor, mine the fourth. And as he said goodnight when he stepped off to his floor, his smile when the elevator doors closed.


I then rolled over in bed, squealed wondering what tomorrow would bring.









Sorry for the shortness of chapter. They might all be this way.

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