I finally put my binoculars down after about 3 hours of staring at Nathan through his bedroom window. My arms had been getting tired but at least I got to see him with out his shirt on. And it was in really life. Man, that boy has abs. Like seriously; if I had to only describe one person in my entire life as a sexy mongoose, Nathan Sykes would be my sexy mongoose. “Where are you going Nathan!?” I shouted as I picked up my binoculars again and started to watch him again. Unfortunately, as my doorbell rang, I realized that I never actually closed my window… Crap. “Can you please stop staring at me through your window, love. It’s starting to make me quite uncomfortable.”
I could have sworn that the Nathan Sykes just caught me staring at him. Omg!!! I’m going to die! He caught me!! “I’m sorry, I just needed a pic of your abs to show my friends to prove that your my neighbor. I guess that was successful.” I replied to him awkwardly. “I don’t really know how to reply to that but the rest of the boys are coming over tonight and I will seriously pay you if that’s what it takes to get you to not watch through my window while there over.” Nathan said.
I’ve got to admit. That’s a first. I don’t think I’ve ever had to tell my neighbor to stop staring at me through her bedroom window. And the fact that she was taking pictures? I wonder if I should file a restraining order? Maybe later; I should probably see if she keeps up her creepiness.
So, I just recieved my first ‘pay check’ from Nathan for not watching him through my window. I don’t know if I should be happy that I get a shopping day, or sad that Nathan has to pay me to not stalk him. Like, I’m sorry but that boy has abs thus I shall watch him when he’s shirtless. I just have to remember that I’m living next to Nathan Sykes; and he has to remember he can NEVER get rid of me.
I’ve got to admit; it’s kind of fun to have a stalker. I never thought I would say that. Every once and a while I strut and pose in front of the camera for her just to see if she would freak.