Languish for you (My soulmate) by Serafina Daniel Page A

to explain, why he was stalking me like some kind of a creep. “I just wanted to talk with you,” he said at last a full sentence.
    I ventured on lifting my eyes up and meet his stare, in which I could easily detect hunger and lust. I pressed my lips tightly.
    I quickly lowered my head and put some ice-cream into my mouth that I wouldn't tell something stupid.
    “Are you living in this city?” he asked, trying to create a conversation which could kill that unpleasant atmosphere around us.
    “Yes,” I said, nodding. “Why do you ask that?” I asked suspiciously.
    He shrugged.
    “Just checking,” it sounded strange. Just checking? What that supposed to mean?
    He read the question on my face.
    “I am not from here. I am from Munich ,” he explained.
    “And what are you dong here?” I asked carefully.
    “Studying,” he answered, sounding happier. “And you? Still at school or you go to university?”
    “University,” I replied and took one huge part of my ice-cream into my mouth, hoping that I would need many minutes for it to eat in order not to tell him more facts about myself while I myself didn't know who I should be.
    “What are you studying?”
    “I..” and my new phone decided to interrupt our conversation.
    About time, I said happily in my mind. I quickly pulled it out and read the name on the screen Christopher .
    I lifted my eyes to meet Tobias's pouted face. He wasn't glad that someone made a decision to steal my attention.
    “Hello,” I said.
    “Where are you?” I heard Christopher's concerned voice.
    “In the city,” I answered, trying to avoid Tobias's eyes.
    “Why are you in the city? We didn't give you a permission to leave the flat. What if something could happen you you?” I heard dismay in his voice. He really was worried about me. But he had to know that eventually I would have to leave those four walls and look around this new place.
    “I am a big girl, Christopher. And if it helps, I soon will come home,” I said, giving myself what I needed; a reason to run away from Tobias.
    He didn't answer me immediately. It seemed that he didn't expect my suggestion to leave whatever I was doing and come back home if he was so anxious about me being safe.
    “Where are you exactly?” he wanted details now.
    I sighed.
    “I don't know. In some kind of ice-cream coffee,” I said flatly.
    “Don't move. I will come using your telephone signal. I will be there in ten minutes. Don't leave that ice-cream coffee,” he ordered me and I nodded, although it was silly. He couldn't see me.
    “I am waiting for you,” I said reluctantly.
    I pushed the button and the call was ended. I put the phone on the table and lifted my eyes to see Tobias's face. Now he was wearing a poker face. Great, I rolled my eyes.
    “Brother?” he tried to guest.
    “No.”
    “Cousin?”
    “No,” I shook my head.
    “Father?”
    “No again,” that was just stupid. What will he say next? Stepfather? Uncle? “He is my friend. At least I think he is,” I said uncertainly. Christopher said he was my protector from some kind of people. His job was to be a warrior. So, could he be my friend and not employee?
    “You think?” he said bitterly. Was he jealous? No he couldn't. He didn't know me and I wasn't eager to know more about him.
    “He will come to take me soon,” I ignored his question and asked the waitress to give me my bill. I wanted to be ready to leave this place at the same minute as Christopher will appear. Tobias asked his bill, too.
    “Why is he coming to pick you up?” he suddenly asked me when the waitress came back with our changes.
    He was intruding into thick forest in which he shouldn't have even entered. He was a total stranger for me and a stalker. Why should I tell him anything more than my name? I was really happy that Christopher will come here and bring me back home.
    I gave him a dirty look. He understood the sign and leaned back against his backrest.
    “Sorry. I forgot my manners,”