A/N: Welcome to my new story: Watching You! It's a Hallam Foe fan fic, just because I saw the movie and loved it so much. Anyhoo. There will be OC's. But the girl there, yup she's me main. Other than Hallam of course! ^^ Hope you enjoy!
Chapter One
It was just another day for Hallam Foe, sitting on the roof or hiding in a tower watching the world. Today it was the roof of a little shop he did odd jobs for. He sat himself on the ledge of the roof and pulled his binoculars out, looking for someone, anyone. He scanned the windows of the building across the street. Most of the shades were pulled. Three or four were up, but he couldn't see in correctly. He pulled the binoculars way from his eyes and looked around. He thought he saw something on the roof. 'A person maybe?' Hallam pushed the binoculars against his eyes, straining his neck to see what it was on the opposite roof. Sure enough, it was the outline of another person. It looked to him as if they too had binoculars. He watched as the person stumbled to put away the binoculars. He couldn't tell, but it almost looked like a woman. 'Only one way to find out.' Hallam put away his own binoculars in the pouch and bolted to the fire escape. He climbed down and dropped to the ground at the bottom step. He ran through the small alley to the street. Hallam checked both ways and ran arcoss. 'I wonder who that was. Why were they spying?' He tried the front door; it was open. He noticed the place was an apartment complex of the sort as he ran up the stairs. Hallam passed a few people on the way up towards the roof. 'Thank god I've been in here before.' He got to the top and found the door to the roof left open a crack. Hesitantly, he opened it and walked out. To his avail, no one was there. He cursed himself. 'Prolly left when they saw I saw them. What if I passed them?' He walked to the ledge of the flat roof and looked over the edge. A woman walked out of the building, looking up towards the roof over her shoulder. 'That must be her.' Hallam watched her sprint off down the street, with light brown hair fluttering behind her. 'Maybe I'll keep an eye on this place.' He returned to the door and left the roof.
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She held the pouch holding her binoculars close to her side as young woman walked into the pub. A little out of breath as she went to a small table near the window, she kept thinking the same thing over and over: 'What if he saw me?' The woman wasn't too sure, but she had that sinking feeling he had. Exhaling deeply and removing her bag, she stood up and made her way to the bar. "Hey, Rudy! Can I get a usual?"
The bartender turned to her. "Oliva! You look tired today. How about a bite to eat?" She nodded. "I'll bring it over to you then, dear."
"Thanks," Olivia said to him. She returned to her table and sat down, resting her head on her arms. After being sort of chased by 'Watching Boy' as she called him, it was nice to have Rudy get her some food. Rudy was like the older brother she didn't have, even if he was twenty years or so older than her. He was from the farming areas of Scotland, but moved with the desire to open a pub. Olivia always joked about his 'dream' with him and always said the same thing with a laugh. "I've always wanted to be a pub owner. What can I say?"
Olivia felt something be put down on the table and she slowly looked up. Rudy was standing over her. "Long day, Liv?"
She nodded. "I was trackin' 'Watching Boy' today," Olivia said as she took a sip of her drink. 'Mmm...my favorite.' That was one thing she enjoyed about Rudy's pub: The beer was the best around. She tried a bunch of places in spite of what Rudy said since she turned eight teen 5 months ago, but found nothing better than Rudy's.
"Haven't you given up on that lad yet? You've been runnin' ragged fer weeks tryin' to find this fella." Olivia just shrugged and took a bite out of the sandwich. "Well I gotta get back to the bar. Lunch hour be comin' in shortly," he said as he started towards the bar. "Oh. By the way, that's a lovely skirt you're wearing today."
Olivia gave a smile and nod, signaling her thanks. She returned the sandwich to the plate and smoothed the ruffled skirt. It was one her mother made for her with designs around the hem. She took a another sip of her drink as she turned, looking out the window at the passing people. Some workers, some women shopping, others just out because the weather finally let up after the rain they'd been getting for the past three days. Across the street, she set eyes a boy wearing a brown jacket and holding a backpack who looked a lot like the figure she saw on the roof across from hers earlier. 'Is that him?!'Olivia turned back to her food, wondering how she could hide herself. Her eyes darted around the pub. 'Not very crowded, but I could mingle if I had to.' She picked up her cup and took a long swig of the beer. Her eyes glanced to the window and she noticed he was gone. 'Maybe I'm imagining things. Paranoid. Great job Liv.'
"Excuse me," a voice behind her said.
A/N: Reviews would be much loved.
