Hello! This is a sister story to PepsiColaGurl95's story "I'm in Love with a Killer" If you haven't read that first, please read it first!
add after fanfiction net to read: /s/10323379/1/I-m-In-Love-with-a-Killer
Both stories are based off of roleplays that we have done together.
Triggers: Swearing, violence and graphic scenes, suggestions of sexual acts
There he was. He was the new kid. That was definitely true. After all, John had never seen his freckled face in this high school before. Whenever he could, John was staring at him. Blond hair, freckles, tall, red record shirt and black skinny jeans, and sunglasses on all the time no matter what the teachers said to him.
It didn't take long before he got his hands on a piece of gossip. His name was Dave Strider and he had moved here from Texas and this was his first day. There was a little voice always in his head that whispered, "he's perfect."
What was he perfect for? John hadn't quite pinned that question down, but he was simply fascinated by this new kid. He wanted to know more about him. John tried to get his hands on every last shred of information he could get, even the fake things.
It was like he was obsessed with Dave. He barely knew him, yet, he knew everything about him. John was not satisfied. He wanted more.
At lunch, John sat with his usual crew and watched him. He watched Dave eat and he watched him get up to throw something away. John's heart nearly stopped with excitement when Dave sat down right in front of him. There was a smirk on the freckled face and it excited John.
"Hey. The name's Dave Strider. You are?" His voice was perfect. It was sweet with a very slight accent laced under it as if he was trying to hide it. John didn't know whether Dave could see him blush, but he felt his face heat up. He opened his mouth and his voice came out quiet and little.
"John Egbert."
John was surprised to find that Dave had some slight fascination with him too. They talked whenever they could and about whatever. It was mostly John going off though, but when Dave did talk, he only said things that John already knew from listening to the grape vine.
When school ended, John was still attracted. He followed him down the sidewalk. Every time Dave turned around, he hid behind a tree or in a bush. It would be a few moments before Dave started walking again and John went after him. John noticed that he started to walk faster, but he matched the pace going faster with him.
If Dave wanted a chase, that's just what he was going to get.
It had been really easy to trick the woman at the front desk to tell him which apartment was Dave's. Almost too easy actually, but John wasn't looking the gift horse in the mouth on this one. It'd be hard to get into Dave's place undetected, but apparently the gift horse had multiple gifts for John. The door had been locked and his head burned with displeasure. No, he had to get inside! He had to!
Put it together, John. He thought bitterly. Think of something!
The first gift came when he remembered his lunch card and used it to unlock the door. The second gift came when he realized he hadn't trigger any kind of alarm system.
Really, Dave? No security system? John thought with a little smirk. "Here I come, Davey~" he whispered to himself as he crept into the apartment. He gently closed the door behind him. The third gift came to him when he found Dave's room. He feared that Dave would be awake. How was he suppose to explain this? How does one simply explain to someone that they had broken into their house to stalk them?
No, I'm not a stalker. John thought. Admiring is a better word. Yeah, I'm a secret admirer. That's all.
Dave however was fast asleep in his bed when John opened the door. He slipped inside and shut the door behind him leaning against it. His heart pounded in his ears and his breathing seemed so much louder to him. He was actually here doing this.
Dave was right before him, a few feet away, fast asleep and off in dreamland. The full realization of this excited him and John almost laughed with joy, but he shoved it down deep inside him. No laughter. Not yet. He couldn't shove down the happiness however as he ran over to the bedside. His hand ran over Dave's cheek and his thumb brushed the freckles under his eyes gently.
He's so beautiful up close.
John's hand moved and his thumb traced Dave's lips. He wanted to kiss him so badly, but he had to wait. He had to be quiet and not ruin this perfect moment. John's finger tips practically went everywhere on the blond's face as he tried to take in every last beautiful detail.
His hands went down to his chest and gripped at the covers. His mind was running blank and each action was not in his control. John pulled the blankets back, then slid in next to him without even thinking of the consequences.
John laid his head on Dave's chest listening to his heartbeat and moved his arms around his waist. The scent of him was overpowering and made his heart leap with joy. This was heaven. This had to be. There was nothing better than this. The thought of consequences struck him hard in his head forcing him to face reality.
Please don't wake up. Not yet. Please Dave, don't wake up.
The sound of Dave's heart beat thumped steadily in his ear and soothed him. It was the sweetest lullaby he had ever heard in his life and he grew sleepier the longer he listened to it. Falling asleep was inevitable and John let himself have it. He'd face whatever he had to when he woke up. John slept for hours cuddling him. It wasn't until about four in the morning when the boy woke up.
John looked at the clock. Dave would probably be up at six or seven for school. He needed to leave right away before Dave either woke up or suspected someone had been here when he woke up. John slipped out of the bed and fixed the covers around the blond. He hesitated for a moment, then kissed his forehead.
"I love you." he whispered in the dark. John crept out of Dave's room and to the main living room. He opened the window and went out onto the fire escape. He closed the window very carefully and descended.
What a perfect night.