The mysterious girl (Elliot Alderson)
Hey guys, this is a requested imagine. I’m sorry about the bad content, I tried to came up with a good story but it ended up like this. Unfortunately, I don’t feel motivated enough to write anything lately, so I’m sorry for the lack of imagines.On the other side, I have the feeling that my stories are not good anymore like they used to be. Don’t worry I’m not giving up and I’ll come back with other stories, which I hope you’ll like… :) Nevertheless, I hope you like this one and enjoy it too!
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She was different. He knew it. Something about her was different. But he didn’t know what. Only the feeling in his stomach told him that she was different. Was she hiding something? He couldn’t know. He wasn’t able to get her out of his head. The second he saw her at the staircase of the building he was living in, carrying a large box in her hands, was enough to gain his completely attention. Their eyes only met each other for a few moments and then she turned away with a friendly smile on her lips. Who was she? Where did she come from? Why did she move in here?
Elliot wanted to know. He wanted to find out as much as information about her. He wanted to know so many things about her that he went through the nights without any sleep. Not that he slept much. But the urge find out who she was made him almost sick.
Her apartment was right next to his. Sometimes he could hear her footsteps right from his apartment. Elliot always sat in front of his computer, wondering what she might do. He barely saw her. Hell, he had even no idea what her name was. She never introduced herself when they met and he also had no guts to talk to her. We all know Elliot, socializing was one of his weaknesses. However one day, by random, he found out her name.
Elliot came back from work, totally exhausted and tired. His day was nothing but stressful and all he wanted to do was lying on his comfortable couch with some cheerios and coke. He slowly started to eat more as Krista recommended, and the more he ate food, the better he felt.
A mailman was standing outside his apartment as Elliot arrived. They greeted each other briefly and the mailman stretched out some letters to him. One certain letter gained his attention, because he never heard or saw this name. He knew all the persons who lived in the building even though he had no contact to them. However this name, this name was unfamiliar to him. And then it made sense. It had to be her. (Y/N) (Y/L/N). That was her name.
Once opening the front door, Elliot raced up the stairs to his apartment. “(Y/N), (Y/N),(Y/N)…” He kept repeating her name. Although he had the letter that belonged to her in his hands where her name was written on, he still was afraid that he would forget her name once he sat in front of his computer. One minute later, and would get what he wanted.
He started his computer and took place on his chair. Something next door fell to the ground and he could hear hasty footsteps that belonged to her. After a few minutes nothing was to be heard anymore. Elliot logged into his Facebook account and instantly searched for her name. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N)…” Yes, he didn’t forget her beautiful name. And indeed, she had created a Facebook account. Elliot knew he shouldn’t do that, stalking her, but he couldn’t decline it either. He began to take in as much as information he could and after only five minutes, he knew her whole life. Where she came from, who her parents were, which school she visited, her bank data, everything.
And he was right the whole time. She was different. Like him, she suffered from anxiety, he could tell, and socializing was not a good property of hers. But he had to admit, she was beyond beautiful. Elliot stared at her profile picture for a long time. She had wavy hair and her face was utterly perfect. She was an image of an angel. Her eyes glanced shyly at the camera and Elliot already fell in love with them.
“Why don’t you just go and talk to her?” He asked himself. Maybe Krista could help him. She always knew what to do even though Elliot had messed up his relation with her by stalking and hacking her. The kind hearted woman she was, she forgave him very fast and suggested to continue their sessions.
And the next day, he found himself in Krista’s office. “You’re hiding something, Elliot.” Krista claimed.
Elliot gazed at his psychiatrist. “How do you know?” Krista offered him a smile. “Don’t mind that, Elliot. Do mind telling me what you’re thinking about?” Elliot sighed and began talking. You could see he felt very uncomfortable about sharing his thoughts.
“There is this new girl, who moved in right next to my apartment.” Krista followed his speech concentrated and took important notes.
“I never really met her in person, only a few times when she went into her apartment but I guess I like her.” Krista’s eyes widened and her mouth hung open as she heard what her patient told her a second ago. Only an inaudible “what?” slipped out of her mouth. She had not expected him to admit his feelings towards this mysterious girl. On the other side, she was also very proud, because they made progress and Elliot finally did open up a bit.
“T-that’s-“ Krista cleared her throat before she continued speaking. “These are good news Elliot. Why don’t you socialize with her?” Elliot shrugged his shoulders. “Nervousness? Anxiety? I don’t know…”
“Elliot, if you really want to get to know her, go and talk to that girl. Otherwise, she won’t know what she’s missing. Don’t be afraid. I’m sure it’ll all end good.”
Elliot listened to his psychiatrist and found himself standing in front of her apartment. It took him so much strength to lift up his hand and to knock on the door. He pressed his eyes tightly together and did the inevitable. Knock. Knock.
His heart pounded hard and heavy against his chest, and his hands felt sweaty all of sudden. Behind the door, he could perceive her footsteps that came closer and closer to the door. With one motion, the door was being unlocked, and she stood there, right in front of him. God, she was more beautiful in person.
She wore yoga pants and a large t-shirt. Her wavy hair was bundled into a messy bun. She was gorgeous. If they ever came together, he made sure to tell her that.
“Can I help you?” She asked with a whispering and shy voice.
“I’m Elliot.” The young hacker said. “Your neighbour.”