Hi guys. This is my first ever fanfiction. It's just something that popped into my head that would leave so I decided I would try putting it down on paper. I'll try to update daily, or at least every other day. Hope you guys like it.

Two months ago

"I'm Sorry Mike but this just isn't working out" Stella said to the man she had been dating for the last couple weeks. She was no longer feeling the connection they had on their first date and wanted to end things before they got any more serious.

"Come on baby… please don't do this." He pleaded, attempting to gently grab her hands to pull her in, but she stepped back just as he reached causing him to miss. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Do you really have to ask that Mike? We've been dating for three and a half weeks and you already have to know every little thing I do, who I'm talking to, who I look at when we go out, where I'm at when I'm not with you. You're obsessed! It's suffocating and I just can't do it anymore!" Stella told him as she grabbed her purse and walked out of the bar.

"Come on babe! Give me another chance. I promise I'll be better. I promise!" Mike continued pleading making a scene.

How is this guy this attached already? We barely know each other. Stella thought as she ignored Mike's pleas and headed for her car. As she reached into her purse to grab her keys Mike came up behind her.

"You're really going to do this?" He asked, almost trapping her between him and his car.

'Yeah Mike. I am. Now please back and let me get in my car." Stella said sternly.

"I swear to God you're going to fucking regret this Stella!" He said, showing no emotion other than hatred on his face.

The look on his face was enough to make Stella feel uneasy. Instead of heading home she went to a friend's house where she spent the night, afraid that if she went home alone Mike would show up and continue begging for another chance or retaliate for her dumping him.

She checked her phone the next morning and was relieved to see no messages or missed calls from Mike. Her friend went with her back to her house just to make sure everything was good. Once everything was clear her friend left and Stella sat down on the couch, turning on the news and laughed at herself, feeling like she overreacted. Mike's harmless. He would never do anything crazy.

Little did Stella know that Mike actually followed her to her friend's house last night, parking down the street so he wouldn't be spotted. He followed them back her apartment, staying a few cars back. He sat outside her apartment and constantly replayed every single word Stella had said to him when she broke up with him. "Obsessed?" He snickered. "She hasn't seen anything close to obsessed yet."

Three weeks ago

Stella went out with two of her friends for the first time since breaking up with Mike to celebrate passing a few big tests at school.

"That guy's cute Stella." One of her friends, Molly, said, pointing to two guys sitting at the bar.

"He sure is but I am definitely not looking for any sort of relationship at the moment. Not after the last guy." Stella laughed.

"Oh come on. It's been over a month since you dumped him and you haven't heard a word from him since. Was he obsessive…? Hell yeah but he's gone now and it's time to move on."

"I don't know guys. I'm starting to think all men are crazy and I clearly don't know how to pick them. Every guy I've dated turned out to either be a dog or certifiably cra…" Stella said, but before she could finish her sentence, one of her friends stood up from their table, walked over to the bar and introduced herself.

"Hi. My name's Kate." Kate said extending out her hand.

"Brian."

"Clay." They both said shaking Kate's hand.

"This might sound a little forward but my friend over there thinks you're hot. She's just too shy to do anything about it." Kate said while locking eyes with Clay…then turned around to Brian and continued "…and I think you're hot."

The rest of the night Stella, Molly, Kate, Clay and Brian hung out a table, totally hitting it off. Clay noticed Stella getting a little tired and offered to take her home. She accepted.

Clay and Stella said their goodbye's and headed out to his car where he opened the car door for her to get in. Stella looked at him with a confused little smirk on her face.

"What is it?" Clay asked her, seeing the slight confusion on her face.

"It's nothing. I'm just trying to figure out your game."

"My game?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"You just seem too perfect. There has to be some sort of flaw with you."

"Says who?"

"Says me. Every guy I've ever dated either cheated and was insane."

"Oh, were dating. That escalated quickly." Clay joked.

Stella hit him on shoulder laughing at cheesy jokes. She then got in the car and directed to Clay to her apartment. Once they arrived, Clay parked and walked Stella up to her front door.

"Want to come inside?" She asked him.

"I can't tonight. Busy day tomorrow, but I'll text you in the morning. Maybe we can catch dinner or something on Sunday?" He asked her.

Stella smiled. "Busy saving the world? But I would really like that."

"Something like that. But perfect. Have a great night and I'll talk to you tomorrow." He said as he turned to walk down the steps. Before he got too far Stella grabbed him and gave him a long, passionate kiss.

When they were done, they just looked at each other and smiled. Clay made his way down the stairs and about halfway down turned around to get one last look at Stella, where she was still standing at her door just watching him. One Clay was out of sight, Stella went into her apartment, leaned against the door and smiled. I really like this guy she thought to herself. She then proceeded to get ready for bed.

What she didn't know was that Mike had seen the entire thing. Since the day Stella had dumped him, he had developed an unhealthy obsession. Stalking her every move from a distance. Seeing her so happy with a guy that was not him only escalated his obsession and he knew exactly what he had to do about it.