Part 2 of desperate, stalker boyfriend x reader
He tried to stay home, he really did try. He stalked your social media to see if you’d posted since being gone, and when he seen that you hadn’t, he’d try to leave it alone. But he couldn’t. He constantly checked and checked and checked. At one point he got tired of being left in the dark of your whereabouts.
He opened the tracker app (of course he put a tracker in your purse) and seen where you were. He watched your location the entire night, seeing as you didn't leave that spot. He paced back and forth, telling himself to trust you, that you'd never let another man touch you. But as the night wore on, he grew more restless.
He picked up his phone and called you, needing to hear your voice. When you answered, music was in the background so you had to slightly yell into the phone. "Babe? What's up, everything okay?" He felt relieved to hear your voice, he needed it. "I miss you, when will you be home?" He sounded pathetic but he didnt care. "I don't know, but I'll try to make it soon, okay? I love you." And with those words you hung up, not even letting him say it back.
He put his phone down and grumbled. What was he supposed to do without you? He found ways to try and distract himself; he cleaned, he played his game console, he even tried to sleep but it was no use. "Fuck this." He grumbled and grabbed his keys, leaving the house. He used his tracker on his phone to drive to the club you were at. When he walked inside, he didnt care about anyone else, he immediately looked for you and you alone.
It didnt take long for him to find you, he heard your laugh over everything in the building and followed that sweet sound. When he walked up to you and you saw him, your eyes widened in shock. "What the hell are you doing here?!" Your tone wasn't mean, just shocked. "We're going home." He stated plainly as if it were obvious. He pulled you out of the club and towards his car. "What the hell was that? You can't let me have fun for one night?" You scoffed, feeling a mixture of frustration and embarrassment. "Don't talk as if you're a prisoner, I just missed you." He tried to explain gently despite your frustration at him. "I basically am a prisoner with you." Your words came out harsher than intended, leaving the atmosphere thick with tension. His entire being softened with hurt and guilt at your words. "Well, if that's how you feel then stay here. I'm sorry for making you feel trapped."
His defeated tone made your heart twist with guilt, you knew he wasn't trying to be overbearing. "No, let's just go home."
THANK YOU ALL SM FOR THE LIKES ON THE FIRST ONE❤️❤️ this one was definitely harder to write lol. But please give me prompts/ideas for the next thing I should write. Love you all!!
