STOLEN

you saw me before i saw you. in the airport, that day in august, you had that look in your eyes, as thought you wanted something from me, as thought you'd wanted it from a long time. No one had ever looked at me like that before, with that kind of intensity. it unsettled me, surprised me i guess. Those hazel eyes looking back at me as if i could warm them up. they're pretty powerful, you know, those eyes, pretty beautiful too.

you blinked quickly when i looked at you and turned away, as if you were nervous...as if you felt guilt because you'd just been checking out some random guy in an airport. you were supposed to checking out some random girl not GUY. like what the hell was wrong with you. but i wasn't random, was i? And it was a good act. I fell for it. It's funnt but i always thought i could trust hazel eyes. I thought they were safe somehow. All the good guys have hazel eyes. The dark eyes are for the villains...The Grim Reaper, the Joker, zombies. All dark. I'd been arguing with my parents. Mum hadn't been happy about my emo outfits and dad was just grumpy from lack of sleep. So, seeing you...i guess it was welcome diversion. Is that how you'd planned it, wait until my parent had a go at me before you approached? I knew even then that you'd been watching me. There was a strange sort of familiraty about you. I'd seen you before...somewhere....but who were you? My eyes kept flitting back to your face. You'd been with me since New Jersey. I'd seen you in the check in line with your small carry on bag. I'd seen you on the plane. And now here you were, in Bangkok airport sitting in the coffee shop where i was about to order coffee.
I ordered my coffee and waited for it to be made. I fumbled with my money. I didnt look back but i knew you were still watching me. it probably sounds weird but i could just feel it. The tiny hairs on my neck bristled every time you blinked.

Notes

i dont know if this good. this whole story is adapted from a novel. im and gonna change a little bit make it more frerard-ish