Ellie's Stalker (deeperinmypower x celebstars)

[deeperinmypower]

David waited on his motorbike, looking through his camera at the cafe across the road. To the untrained eye, he was the archetypical paparazzo. Muscular, long dark hair, a little grubby. Not to be messed with.

He wasn't any old paparazzo, though. And his target wasn't any old celebrity.

He was her biggest fan. He'd been to all her concerts, bought all her records. Watched all her videos, over and over and over again.

Something had clicked, broken, perhaps, in his mind, weeks ago, when watching one of her videos on Youtube. Now, he was obsessed. He had to have her. He would have her. Today.

And he was so close, the voice in his head taunted. So close. For in the cafe opposite, all alone, sat the pop-star Ellie Goulding.

He watched from across the street, until she left, and then began to follow on his motorbike.

 

[celebstars]

After her coffee in the cafe, Ellie paid and left the premises. She had finished meeting a friend earlier that day and then wanted to sit down and have some time to herself. Now that time was over and with nothing else planned, she was heading to her London residence. Walking along the sidewalk, she passed many people, unaware of who she was. Maybe it was the sunglasses over her face.

Looking elegant and beautiful in her black skirt and white top, her long legs were on show as she turned a corner. Pulling some long blonde hair behind her ear she crossed the road and entered a building in the West of London. It was an apartment block filled with homes for the wealthy.

Downstairs in the lobby area, Ellie used her key to open up her mail box. It was clear to see through the doorway she had opened up 23A. Her door number. Taking what was hers, she locked the mailbox and went upstairs to her home.