The Late Zone

I feel as if my heart is about to turn to lead, I'm scared but it's excitingtoo. I just adore Jaque. His Blonde hair shimmers in the sunlight like a waters reflection. I can't stand it,watching him go out swinging with his friends, picking up anyone he fancies. Every time I see him leave the pub with another girl my heart breaks.

He doesn't know how much I adore him; he is so smart, funny and kind really. I think I may be in love. It's all so exciting that I feel my heart may explode. Jaque and I have been friends since high school, we have similar tastes in music, and both play a little guitar.

I wish he'd recognize my feelings, and how much he hurts me when he shuns my company for some woman with no morals, just because none of them seem to be able to keep their legstogether.

I must admit, as he leaves tonight I follow him, I know it's stalking, but I can't help it I just adore him too much and if I can't have him I don't think anyone should be allowed to.

It's exciting hiding in the shadows following him at a distance. For some reason tonight he is alone, and hadn't been drinking as heavily as usual. Jaque doesn't head in the direction of his apartment, he goes the other way. The direction he takes is the way to my apartment. I find it difficultto control my excitement. I start to get my hopes upthough I knowhe wouldn't be comingto visit me. I follow Jaqueas we get closer to my apartment, my beating heart steadily going faster, and getting louder. I'm sure he knows I'm behind him.

I freeze in terror as he heads up my street, my hands shaking with excitement as he stops in front of my apartment. I watch him take a few deep breaths before approaching thedoor. I watch him knock three times; of course there was no answeras he turns away I step out of the shadows. He gasps in surprise as he realizes who it is, but I put a finger across his lips, not allowing him to speak. Before he can do anything I plant a kiss on his lips. Jaque kisses back, and later that night we fall asleep in each others arms.